Why I ‘like’ You

Say you’re reading a nicely written and very sad blog post. How do you feel when it comes time to push the ‘like’ button? How can you like a sad story? It feels as if you are being happy at someone else’s misfortune – or worse, laughing at their pain. On the other hand, say you have just read a poorly written blog post that you didn’t enjoy at all. But you spent some time on that blogger’s patch of cyberspace. Maybe you didn’t like or even appreciate what was written, but how do you say ‘thanks for inviting me over, for allowing me in’?

short fences, open gates
short fences, open gates

It’s as if you are looking over your neighbor’s fence. Around my neighborhood, where fences are very short, it’s an easy solution. You see someone, you wave, greet, acknowledge each other. You have to: you are face-to-face. But online, you have a chance to be a bit of a peeping blogger. No one will know you have spent time in someone else’s cyber yard. You can look around, make your assessments and still leave anonymous.

That’s why I have decided that ‘liking’ every post I read is my way of saying “thanks for opening your cyber neighborhood to me.” It tells the fellow blogger that I stopped in, helped myself to their goodies, and appreciate their effort.

Otherwise, I feel a bit of a sneak. And we just can’t have that.


18 thoughts on “Why I ‘like’ You

  1. OK, first thing I did was hit the “like” button. I believe the quality of the story, its ability to move you in some fashion, is the reason for the like button, regardless if the story were sad or happy. But then, thats just my perspective.

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  2. All really good points and thoughtfully written. I guess I look at the “like” button as a way to say “Hey! I was here!” Then if I did enjoy the post I go ahead and add a comment/reply. If I didn’t like the post, there won’t be a reason to engage any further. This is thought provoking as we all write for many reasons and I do want others to know I appreciate their efforts.


  3. Me? Sneaky? Never. Well, okay. Maybe sometimes…like if there’s one last cookie left in the jar I might take a peek over my shoulder.

    However, I do “like” how you worded this post. A most likable read.

    Also like the changes to your theme. Reminds me of summer.

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      1. Some rain but it should clear off after tomorrow. And it’s around 15C. Back home it’s -20C with another 20cm of snow. Just going to get water going for pasta and open a bottle of rosso. Blog post to follow. *big grin*

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  4. I use the only available button to say hey I was here and liked what I saw. But if the story I really like is sad, I probably write a short comment. But I sneak out when I find content that I definitely don’t like or agree with – and I never go back. It’s like ooops, this wasn’t the right house.


  5. Hi Susan! I hope you liked me because you liked me, not because you felt sorry for me or felt guilty for sneaking a peak over my fence! It’s a tricky one isn’t it when the word ‘like’ is not appropriate. I thought I’d leave a comment so you wouldn’t think I was a peeping blogger. I liked your post. I really did. โ˜บโ˜บ


    1. I truly do like you, and love your story. You will find me peeking onto your pages often, following you around on your journeys. I love the blogging community – even when I’m not on the road, I can travel from my little writing-shed. Thanks for stopping by..

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