Flattery is not really in my vocabulary. Of course if I really see something that looks good and pleases me I say so, but I do not just say so without really meaning it.
Imagine it is your funeral and no-one turns up. Now that would not be very flattering, altnough it would definitely not bother you personally, because you would not realise that the graveside was empty. Perhaps they reserved the wrong date for the funeral. Perhaps the relevant mourners had a more interesting funeral to attend, or pehaps they just forgot. On the other hand a crowded cemetery is always a bit suspicious. Were they glad to see him/her go. Let’s have a party afterwards to celebrate. There are many aspects of flattery.
I had a quick look at a blog I cross posted into Facebook this morning. Nothing special, just a daily “Good Morning” blog. They have become so daily that they are nothing special. I enjoy writing them and that is the main thing. Of course I am happy that they are read, another example of the funeral where no-one turns up.
We get likes in Facebook if what we write is actually read and appreciated. Perhaps they are not read, but a like is made – it is only a click away from a hands up. As you can see this particular WordPress blog in Facebook got no likes, but it reached 8 people. I do not know who the 8 people are, but considering I have more than 700 people as so-called “friends” in Facebook, it is a poor show. I dread to think of the crowd at my funeral. However, Facebook tells me I can increase my likes, comments and shares for a mere Fr.5 (meaning Swiss Francs). This is not a lot of money, and it would reach up to 1,100 people, 100 more than a thousand – great. Does this mean that if someone pays my chosen funeral parlour Fr. 5.00 I will get 1,100 people arriving to see me off. It is worth thinking about, funeral of the year. I believe Facebook are good at organising gatherings. You only need to make a posting and soon you have a few hundred people getting inquisitive and you have the funeral of the year.
Of course there are also likes in WordPress, but this is a different kettle of fish. They are people you have got to know over the years, followers who live far away, who also blog and who you also visit and perhaps like or not. They will not be at your funeral, and probably will not even realise you are no longer here, unless someone writes about it, or they notice that your site is neglected with no fresh postings.
Somehow I do not think the idea of flattery was what I have written, but I am in one of my happy go lucky moods today. I just cleaned the doors and removed the sunbeds to their place of rest for the Winter days and probably got a bit nostalgic. And just to mention, no, I will not pay Facebook the 5 Swiss francs for 1,100 more likes, it is not important and I can live without them. I once saw how it is done. There are a about 20-30 people siting in a room somewhere in another country (China, Formosa, Korea – I don’t know) and they are paid to click likes and so you get your 1,100 likes. I am sure they are not earning as much as you are paying.
And something else. If this blog does not appear, it does not mean that I am no longer in this world. I keep getting messages from the WordPress powers that my blog is not being saved which is not very flattering.