I love April Fool’s Day.
Really. I see a lot of negativity about April Fool’s Day, and I’m not surprised in the least. The premise of the day is all about tricks, and fooling people…and pranks. Pranks which can sometimes be extremely harmful to people. It kind of seems like April Fool’s Day is all about being a jerkass to people, and having a Get Out of Jail Free card. It bums me out that one of my favorite holidays has such a bad rep.
I don’t prank people on April Fool’s Day. I don’t really even TRICK people on April Fool’s Day. The way my mind works, the only pranks I ever think of are EXTREMELY DARK and would have LONGSTANDING REPURCUSSIONS, if I went through with any of them. I wouldn’t think of putting butter on a doorknob; I’m more likely to steal my flatmate’s pillow and fill the pillowcase to the brim with boiled spaghetti. Emotionally traumatizing my friends doesn’t bring me any satisfaction, and I’m completely okay with that.
As for tricks? Man, I trick people all the time. Conversational traps, musical earworms, deadpan devil’s advocation…these are all parts of my daily routine. If I were to celebrate April Fool’s Day in this way, it wouldn’t be April Fool’s Day. It’d be Monday.
I celebrate April Fool’s Day by only telling the truth. I also celebrate, by embracing my inner Fool. From my perspective, this is the best holiday for taking yourself down a peg; for getting away from the self-assurance that you’re the best, around. (Okay, yes, that might be an earworm, but it’s not an untruth.) This has the WONDERFUL side effect of NOT fooling people who take me seriously, and COMPLETELY fooling people who have conditioned themselves to suspect everything on this, the most tricky of days. I take some small pleasure in that concept, and will allow myself an evil smile emoticon. >]
Ah, but to make myself a Fool takes more than motley. (Motley is the term for the stereotypical Jester’s outfit, with the jingly bell hat and all.) To truly take myself unseriously, I’ve gotta get out of my bias. This year, I’m breaking my bias by…making a Tumblr.
I have only recently begun to stop hating Tumblr. All of my complaints about that site are STILL TOTALLY VALID, but additional perspectives have begun to wear me down. There IS merit to be found, in Tumblr. I just…hate the triangles. I HATE THE TRIANGLES. I. HATE. THE TRIANGLES. Unfortunately for my delicious hatred (FUCK YOOOOOU TRIANGLES), it has become evident that there is more to Tumbling than the creation of that shape. There are animated gifs galore, poems abound, and an askbox for everyone! There are thoughts. There are FEELS. There are also new words, such as the aforementioned feels. “Feels” feels like a weird word, now. You feelin’ me?
What, you don’t know about the Triangles? How do you not know about the triangles?!? ALL I SEE ON THAT SITE ARE TRIANGLES okay also cat gifs. I can remain calm, so long as I look at the cat gifs instead of…okay, I’m calm. I’m cool; collected. Triangles are the borderline incomprehensible comment threads you get when multiple people reply to each other on Tumblr. I don’t have a problem with the open communication, because that’s (usually) a really good way to explore new and different perspectives; I have a problem with the lines that connect the speaker to the word. To an infrequent browser, it is NOT. CLEAR. who is speaking. I wonder if after becoming more accustomed to the site, the Triangles will just get filtered out of my vision, and I’ll see the site with happiness instead of IRE. Maybe. I’ll do my best to try it out, and check back with you after a month.
It occurs to me that perhaps ranting about Tumblr isn’t the most tactful first Tumbl to post, but I think it’s important, as it is essential to truly confronting my bias in honor of the holiday. Besides, this is a great way to test whether or not the Tumblr share button actually works on my website. It’s an article, an experiment, and an introduction to Tumblhood all at once. Best choice.
Happy April Fool’s Day, everyone. Don’t take it too seriously. That’s kinda the point. =)