I’m a little late to the dance–like an old plow horse plodding along. Yesterday, I learned a valuable lesson about blogging, blogs, and bloggers.
“Let sleeping dogs lie.” I should have known better than to put in my two-cents worth. This conversation has more to do with what blogging isn’t, rather than what it is.
It isn’t a true debate forum. Some intentionally take positions they can’t defend–for reasons, known only to themselves. I despise vague generalizations, unsubstantiated value judgments, prejudicial statements about individuals, groups of people.
A compelling title suckered me in. That was when the claws, bared teeth came out. I called someone out for their accusations–which I thought were unfounded. Then all hell broke loose. Who was I to question their right to be miserable?
Because of certain key words in their reply–I felt I was being condescended to, and became defensive. My mistake–sticks and stones. My profile is public information–I don’t like it used against me. Whether, it’s because of my age, background, or whatever.
With deference to emotional and mental health issues; those that get-off on being controversial, shouldn’t be surprised when their controversial remarks cause controversy. Perhaps, they liked things that way; and, as a matter of control, wished to control responses as well? Nobody controls my thoughts and opinions–except myself. Self-pity, the home version–as a lovely parting gift? No thanks! “I’m letting sleeping dogs lie.”