2021 could not possibly be bad when Trump gets kicked off Pinterest
When my social media account for fireplace and waterfall photos says ‘Enough!’
I wasn’t sure how my 2021 was going to go, especially considering how my New Year’s Eve 2020 went. We hadn’t even been into the new year for one full week before the Capitol Riot, and I immediately shook my head and retweeted that meme of two clowns — with the Joker showing Pennywise around the workplace.
But finally I see hope. I know that better days are among us. Yes, journalist Joe Ossoff and the Reverend Raphael Warnock (first Black senator from Georgia) are making their way to the Senate. And President-Elect Joe Biden is making his way to the White House. Of course Cori Bush is the first Black congresswoman from Missouri. The dopeness of it all is worth writing about. But the highlight of my 2021 so far is golf enthusiast Donald Trump managed to get himself banned from Pinterest.
I joined Pinterest around the same year it launched (2010). It’s my place to see cute puppies, fireplaces, Afrocentric art, waterfalls and random photos of the Obama family that I somehow missed from 2008 to 2016. It’s where I coo at miniature-sized knit purses, tattoo art of suns and moons, lessons in making vegan ice cream from bananas, and colorful quotes that say things like, “A smart person knows what to say. A wise person knows whether to say it or not.” And I pin this and organize that to the point where I even have professional pin boards to sort out my interviews and articles on Medium.
And somehow the president of the United States managed to be so awful that he now cannot learn to make peanut butter vegan ice cream. And. I. Can! He can’t figure out how to bend paper clips into hangers. I. Nailed. It. He has absolutely no idea that there’s a baby outfit that says, “I’m not fat. I’m just so sexy that it overflows.” Non-moms. Like. Me. Know.
When he was banned from Twitter, I 100 percent understood. I’d already blocked his main account and the POTUS one on Inauguration Day 2017. When all these other accounts blocked or restricted him, I could co-sign (most of) those, too.
But getting kicked off Pinterest is like being rowdy in Michael’s craft store. You have to really work hard to offend the arts n’ crafts folks — without knocking over their ceramics or taking the needles out of the pants pocket they’re sewing. You have to be some piece of work to not be able to see German Shepherd puppies give you a high-five and to master nail art design.
Now I neither respect nor like the man and definitely didn’t even humor the idea of voting for him. And I don’t want him to be able to see all of these pins about self-defense tactics for women. But if any website displaying steps to paint aloe vera plants then decides to look over at me, give me two middle fingers and block my account, I’m going to re-evaluate my life decisions. I don’t know if he will. What I do know is I’m off to make peanut butter vegan ice cream. That sounds amazing!
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