Please follow me again @promotedpost !

Yesterday I stood on the precipice of greatness.

An official @steemit project account, @promotedpost , came to my blog and followed me.

Then, like Kaiser Soze limping off into the sunset, he was gone...

For that brief shining moment, I had a chance to be among some of the greats: @grumpycat , @lexiconical , @therealwolf and @cryptoeagle . Perhaps one day I’ll be worthy. Perhaps @promotedpost is doing me a favor, sending me a message, telling me that they know I can do better. Next time, champ. Next time.

Maybe it’s because Of my friendship and association with award winning Sci-Fi author, longtime Steemian and general shit-poster, @FrankBacon. Maybe it’s because my position as Campaign Chair of Frank’s @VoteFrankBacon campaign. Could Frank’s reign as Emperor of Steemit in some way challenge the hegemonic patriarchical nature of Steemit’d official promoted posts? Without “official” support is it even possible to break through the “glass ceiling”?

Until the day I smash the #patriarchy, I’ll keep reporting on the news. I’ll keep spoofing the truth. I’ll Keep on keeping on. Keep meming the greatest hoax of the 2016/2017/2108 and beyond. Like the great George Webb said, “When you rub it, it turns into a suitcase.” Words to live by and an allegorical tale, which can be applied to anything in life.

My @Steemit blog is like the Foreskin wallet in George’s ancient Jewish proverb. By my rubbing it, (cultivating my authenticity), my blog will become a suitcase. Then maybe i’ll Get followed by a huge official account and get upvotes. Then i’ll Know that my brand has value.

Has anyone ever watched the the channel, Cats 24/7 on Pluto TV? It’s exactly what it sounds like.