Because they are stupid and useless.
God, if I see another listicle being posed as writing, I swear I’m going to… blog about it!
I’ve always known I’m an oddball. I was that one kid who couldn’t wait for recess to end so that I could go back inside the classroom.
I’m still like that to this day. Generally, I don’t really care for things others rave about. If someone tells me something is SOOO GOOD, I end up regretting listening to said person. There are, of course, exceptions to this: The Lord of The Rings really was SOOO GOOD. So, it’s not like I’m not willing to be wrong.
I don’t know why I am the way I am. Is it because I like to consider myself different OR have I learned to embrace my difference? Or maybe I’m just… difficult.
But that could be its own post. Let’s get back to listicles.
I HATE LISTICLES! And we’re seeing them everywhere! Even really nice people, whom I have nothing against otherwise, are doing it. I feel like I’m the loser kid with no friends again. The blogosphere was my one refuge on this planet. But it’s changed. It’s changed oh so much. And I’m not entirely sure I like this change.
My hatred for listicles, however, goes deeper than the form itself. It’s what they represent. Facile, one-size-fits-all solutions to problems, some of which are legitimate and others which are not. I’m sorry, but “38 different lipstick shades you absolutely MUST try this spring” does not need to exist. I only have one lipstick, which I took from my sister by the way, and you know what? I’m fine.
You might say, “Well, you’re being a hypocrite, because I saw you liking that one article on Brain Pickings about Kurt Vonnegut’s 8 rules for writing.”
But you know what? He’s Kurt Vonnegut. He’s earned that right!
I suppose, in the end, it’s just a matter of different tastes and I have to accept that. But the more I see and observe of the world, the more I wish I could go back to class.
[End of Rant]
Dear Readers: If this is the first post of mine you’re reading, I promise, I’m a really nice person usually. But we all have those days, right? And what’s a blog for if you’re only showing the happy-go-lucky side of life, eh?