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The Devil Dancing on a Pin

 Pinterest is the Devil.   

There it is.  I said it.  I mean it too.

 

Pinterest is absolute the crux of evil.  Don’t believe me?  Well, let me just tell you.  First though we are going to reminisce a bit.

 

We are going to recall a time when people were concerned that airbrushing pictures in magazines was going to ruin the self-esteem of young ladies in an impressionable period of their lives.  We are going to think back to all the experts that spoke to the irreparable damage that putting a fake and completely unattainable image of beauty was going to do to society.  People would be less attracted to others that did not resemble the new unrealistic standard of physical beauty.  Those same people then would develop a crushing dislike of themselves due to their inability to have those airbrushed looks.  It was a horrible, horrible thing!

 

Do you remember those times? 

 

Good, now let’s talk about the social media platform that takes all the self-loathing around your physique and appearance and spreads it to the rest of your life! 

 

Wonderful right?  No longer are you limited to being disappointed that you can’t attain that sought-after thigh gap; no, no, no, you can now be disappointed in every facet of your life!  Your holiday decorations, your appetizer platters, your wine glasses, your wallet, your pen, your car, your paint choices are all now open season to being deemed inadequate. 

 

You may never have known that you needed a farmer’s porch. How could you, you live in a cul-de-sac in the suburbs!?!  But how are you supposed to fully realize the opus of your harvest season pride if you don’t have at least 7 posts that you can wrap corn stalks around?  Your custom scarecrows from Etsy are not going to hold themselves up!  How are you supposed to share your perfectly balanced ratio of leaves to pinecones on Insta if you don’t have the tools you need?  Waterlilies would have been a fleeting idea in Monet’s artsy little mind if he was without canvas on which to gift the world with his masterpiece.  You need a farmer’s porch!  

 

Thank goodness for Pinterest.  

 

Otherwise you may not be aware of how wrong you were when you thought that your front porch was fine.  Standing there cloaked in your naiveite and thinking that your porch was adequate because it did everything you needed it to do.  

 

How silly.  How cute.  How basic. 

 

Thanks to Pinterest you can now curate a categorized library of images to fully spread a pallor over your every possession.  

 

Nature does abhor a vacuum though and with every bit of your self-esteem being eroded there is a proxy standing by to fill that bucket.  See now you can garner your self-worth by the number of like and shares associated with your catalog of unattainium.  Society’s perception of you grows along with the contract between what you have posted on a board and the items in your house.  The more obscure, beautiful, and rare your pics then the more creative, inspiring and boss mode you must be.  

 

Surely you live a life that is reflected in your boards.  

 

 No?

 

How sad for you.  You must be really disappointed in where you are in life.  Just look at all your peers that are doing so much better.  Clearly, they are living a life of perfection, it is all on their social media accounts.  Why are you incapable of doing it?

 

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