Well folks, there isn't much more to say. About five years ago, I deleted my FB. Yesterday I deleted my Instagram, permanently. All I know is that I'm a GenX punk rocker chick, and I don't really care about creating an online presence or branding myself as a "tribal fusion superstar" or any other identity that brings me "followers" and "likes". My entire life has been about creating and sustaining authenticity and social media is anything but authentic. I'm tired of having stomach aches reading youtube comments. Are you guys serious? I cannot BELIEVE I am saying this...but back in MY DAY if someone spoke to me in person how most folks speak online they would have a broken nose from my forehead. Honestly, I don't want to be a part of the conversation for the simple fact that it is not a real conversation. It is not real communication. It is something different. Something my sci-fi authors (heroes) warned me about a long time ago. This life is too...fucking...short for this kind of soul sucking activity. I never had FOMO and I do not give a fuck what people think of me. I do not follow trends. In fact, I am the biggest outsider I know. Take every single thing that is conventional in this world and I am the exact opposite.
an anarchist since the age of 16
a woman who is not a mother and never will be
I only have experiences as an American but in this country, the norm is to be a political, god-fearing consumerist who does not give one fuck about education. If you are a woman, your life has no meaning unless you have babies and if you are attracted to fringe subcultures you are instantly labeled an evil satanist. If I am truly all these things, then it makes total sense that social media is not an important component in my life.
So I got rid of it.
I will continue with this website and even expand a little outside the realm of dance with some articles I've written concerning other subjects. But as far as social media is concerned, I am gone. The ghost in the machine has left the building. I am much too busy living in the real world. Bye Felicia.
Hey dancers! Remember that time you absolutely killed it on stage dancing to Faith No More? No? Just me then? Cool, cool.
Thank goodness I found this video because this is the absolute best of my dancing. This is before my rib injury and I am at my peak. But more than that, this is who I really am. I am a complete outsider with huge anger issues. I love Faith No More and I love Mike Patton because I can scream along with him and the music feels like a general expression for people like me with extreme angst and opinions that do not match mainstream society. Ten years of bellydancing and this is one of my very best performances.
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