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Microblog Memes

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A place to share screenshots of Microblog posts, whether from Mastodon, tumblr, ~~Twitter~~ X, KBin, Threads or elsewhere.

Created as an evolution of White People Twitter and other tweet-capture subreddits.

RULES:

  1. Your post must be a screen capture of a microblog-type post that includes the UI of the site it came from, preferably also including the avatar and username of the original poster. Including relevant comments made to the original post is encouraged.
  2. Your post, included comments, or your title/comment should include some kind of commentary or remark on the subject of the screen capture. Your title must include at least one word relevant to your post.
  3. You are encouraged to provide a link back to the source of your screen capture in the body of your post.
  4. Current politics and news are allowed, but discouraged. There MUST be some kind of human commentary/reaction included (either by the original poster or you). Just news articles or headlines will be deleted.
  5. Doctored posts/images and AI are allowed, but discouraged. You MUST indicate this in your post (even if you didn't originally know). If an image is found to be fabricated or edited in any way and it is not properly labeled, it will be deleted.
  6. Absolutely no NSFL content.
  7. Be nice. Don't take anything personally. Take political debates to the appropriate communities. Take personal disagreements & arguments to private messages.
  8. No advertising, brand promotion, or guerrilla marketing.

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[โ€“] Garbagio@lemmy.zip 6 points 15 hours ago (1 children)

Pre-internet? Pre-social media? In sparsely populated areas? Not really.

Dear diary,

A melancholy has come upon me. I am a fool with an unspeakable, uncurable sickness.

At the tavern this evening, Sir Roger and his friends were speaking of the fairness of the maidens in the village, and I, the fool that I am asked if anyone else did think and agree that;

"Miss Emily would be twice the treat were she to grow the fangs and whiskers of the she-wolf"

They looked at me as a man beset by madness! Realising my error, I panicked and quickly exclaimed;

"Tis merely a jest! Take nothing earnest in mine utterances!"

But they did not stop laughing, until everyone in the room, which is nearly everyone in the village of any standing, was also laughing.

They attempted to mock me by initiating mock-courting, interspersed with howling and growling.

I fled home, ashamed, a fool. As I write this now, every five minutes I hear a howl and some giggling from outside my window.

There must not be another man alive who would understand me and my shameful sickness. Why must I desire this ungodly blend of woman and beast?

I shall leave for London in the morning, to find a cure, or failing that, to meet my end.