100%.
And I'm definitely guilty of new convert passion at times. My current buzz is actually around engagement. Like engagement solves everything, meaning of life, how to have fun, depression, anxiety, you name it. But I know that it is new convert passion, and has blinders on, and will only be like that until my next big idea comes around. The last big idea was probably self esteem. But not too far before that, it was bitcoin.
I actually appreciate nostr for this. Notes and other stuff. Well, I like being able to shout about whatever fucking crazy-headed notion I'm on about until I've worn it out, beat the death out of the dead horse, and can move on. It's catharsis. I'll probably piss a few people off, but I don't track followers here or anywhere, don't care. If you're on the bandwagon, feel free to hop the fuck off when we're going over some bumpy road, and hop back on later when we've refilled the party punch.
But it does get tiresome. I'm not the biggest fan of zaps; for the most part, I see it as a fap party circle jerk, and the only ones making anything at it are the same ones that are fucking obsessively ramming it down everyone's throats. I don't really zap people anymore because I'm using a client that doesn't have great support for it. I don't see if I've been zapped unless I check my wallet, and notifications are turned off. Because I don't care. I don't know who zapped me, for what, unless they make a big deal out of it. I am absolutely fine with a like, a reaction, a reply.
You can trim out the noisy bitcoiners a bit by being careful with your follows. Even better, use lists if your client supports it. My primary doesn't, for now. If you stick around, tell me to piss up a rope when I get annoying; I promise I don't mind.
Fun story, my wife was on the phone last night with another mom. She was making candles, having a chat and a bottle of whiskey. I was headed to bed. She was saying something to me as I left, I told her to fuck off. I may have even dropped the cunt word in there somewhere, not necessarily aimed at her, but in conversation. Pretty sure my wife returned the notion my direction, and told me to fuck right back off as well. I heard the other mom asking if she was OK as I went upstairs, and ended up turning around, coming back down, and reassuring the mom that all was well and I wasn't upset, angry, violent, or whatever the fuck - nobody was getting butthurt here. Fucking oversensitive people that can't read into vocal inflections and see everything as a potential attack, jeez. Hard to do over nostr, of course - but really, if you can't tell those you love to fuck off at times, who can you tell?
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