Today I received an especially hateful, mean spirited, profanity laced comment, which was promptly relegated to comment hell (deleted). There have been over the last couple of months over 3,300 visitors to this page, and this was the “2nd” one that had to be deleted simply because of bad manners, good taste and decorum dictated it be removed.
With over 200 posts and just as many comments, I find it amusing that someone would do this, but he did. What makes it even more curious, is what makes a person who reads that “comments are moderated” believe that they can run some piece of rancorous garbage on a page that I write and pay for?
Another curiosity is that they never come back to see if their comment ever received an answer, they hit you one time and move on. I suppose like a fly at a family picnic, to buzz around and annoy someone else. I also note that 99% of the time, these critic’s have no page to refer to, just some anon. email address and that is it. Makes me wonder, where is their stuff?
Unfortunately, because of my viewpoints, ideals, and thought processes, I often find myself in the role of defender. I am often a charismatic catalyst; having a pronounced and well-documented tendency to wander past other people’s mental and emotional barriers which will often successfully encourage them to share.
Often too much, or as my friend John says … TMI (Too Much Information).
Often in the heat of the moment, when the passion rises, they share with me, others, and “let it all hang out.” Sadly, this often leads to a period of time, in the heat of the moment, where the mask comes off, the rubber meets the road, and we see the real deal for a change. Fortunately this is not a democracy, and I can censure out what I deem inappropriate such as today. I simply am not a big fan of profane rambling and basic non sense.
Other people may disagree with my priorities and definitions of “safe, sane, positive and negative” with messy results. If you invite me into your life, your life will very likely change, perhaps in ways you don’t want, need, or expect. I have no intent to harm or damage anyone or any situation, but we all know what road that paves.
Next time you venture into “my world” proceed down the paved road at your own risk.
Most writers do not write to appease the readers, if you are out for fame, fortune or a following, you might find yourself disappointed, and a little bit hungry at the end of the day. From a personal standpoint, I do it, because I like to do it, when it stops being fun, or enjoyable, then I will pack it in. I have no dream of being stinking rich, (wouldn’t mind smelling bad) but that is another post.
What I write is what I feel, think, and in most cases, strongly believe. If you cannot accept that for what it is, then hit the delete button and move on. Not having a multitude of websites, web-pages and only being published once or twice, I do not proclaim to have all the answers to the basic questions of life.
My payday in all this comes when I receive a missive from someone who said “they appreciated it, it was what they needed that particular day, an occasional, it made me smile, feel good.” For me that is good enuff. So I guess, when the other shoe drops and hits the floor, how you feel at night depends on what you said and did that day. I usually feel okay (sp) and in the end … That is all that really matters.
Having said all that, I now consider this issue closed. You see, “I gave it birth, and I can put it to bed.” That is how it works. Not exactly fair to a critic, a wanna be somebody, but that is the system.
Fair warning to anyone who writes or uses a blog: “If you come in chumming the waters …. Then don’t be surprised if a shark shows up every now and then to bite you in your rear.” Don’t be surprised if I should suddenly stand up and defend my stuff, it is my nature, as I am prone to do. Now I will get back to what I do best.
Take a deep breath … and then slowly … Move on.
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