Did you know a lot of people make comments on the internet and have outside lives? And, perhaps, even touch grass? I often feel like I don't do enough, and we're in so deep I'm often unsure what the answer to our country's problems are, but I do what I can in the real world all the same. I suppose I'm saying making assumptions about an anonymous posters' personal life is an odd choice.
So, sure, this was a low-effort comment. I'm frustrated with the state of America. I'm disillusioned with Vote Blue No Matter Who after a decade of it not working. It was uninspired venting that took fifteen seconds to write. A waste of time? Maybe. Welcome to the internet. People spend hours scrolling and stoking the dumpster fire. Social media, while it has its moments, as a whole is not a good place to do anything meaningful in the grand scheme of things, and yet here we all are. You're here too. Perhaps the moments that really matter in life, that help others, that are satisfying, that are sublime, are interspersed with many small pointless moments as we recharge our batteries.
I also find accusation of karma farming bizarre when my comment was ratioed by at least one other reply and also dogpiled. What attaboys have I gotten? I don't know what I was expecting out of this, but it sure wasn't an attaboy. Also not a boy, BTW.