To the sweet old Gun Toting Biddy Who lives in a shoe box, or is it a large Mars Bar with windows? out in Sticksville, the Minne ha ha State in Uncle Samland.
In reply to your witch hunting and bone pointing, I have this to say , finally I hope.
If you have an open door(Anon facility) People will use it to their advantage.
It is similar to the democratic principles on voting where anonimity is sacred. it is a priviledge that gives people the right to healthy criticism.
On rare occasions this facility has been, not inasmuch removed but monitered in order to filter any incoming obscene and unwarranted language.
However, I have accepted the fact there are people in this world who will disagree with my personal opinion, this in its self can be rewarding, more often than not. I have occasionally mentioned to callers that, the over use of swear words will cause deletions but also in the spirit of the game I have allowed close to the bone criticism of my self. which I have found traveling around is rarely approved of on other blogs.
This situation will sometimes breed major apposing opinion issues.
About a year ago a gun debate arose on an American blogsite, where I had made frequent calls previously. Unfortunately I dared to point out my reasons for more gun control, Quoting incidents where lax laws world wide were allowing normal people who in a induced fit of rage brought about by some particular upset in their lives, to resort to aimlessly slaughter innocent people while mentally distraught.
Suddenly I was pilloried by a host of people I thought were normaly adjusted. Political, professional, Religious pot smoking creeps and a plethera of Hill Billy Rednecks, I knew at that point I was mixing it with a bunch of self centered dogmatic and unswerving people in the blog world.
From then until today, much bickering and grovelling among blogsites has been the order of the day, like you kiss my ass and you may comment on any silly unimportant drivel you wish to providing its approved sometimes by a inane blog administrator.
I dared to question one particular Ignominous Gun Toting Hobnail booted toolbox carting female Redneck, who hailed from sticksville minnesota, on the Gun issue, from that point on her coolness in my direction has not wavered, with a barrage of kick ass replies from this purveyer of four letter expletives.
The "SAVE BABE" info which was sent out( optional to open) depicting cruelty in the world wide slaughter house industry was followed by a cynical apposing bacon fest by a person unsympathetic to the cause, the wordsmith bacon lover was informed that even I was not adverse to the taste of crackling, which unfortunately is the destiny of most porkers, the humane angle failed to penetrate the noddles of the bacon scoffers, many were the comments made on this important issue which ended in being deleted by the baconites.
These blogsites were now blocking the order of fair play.
Mind you I should have seen the writing on the wall earlier, when 90% of the male comment on hobnails blog was coming from myself. Why had at least a dozen male regular bloggers flown the coop, the answer could be they were bored to death of the back stabbing gormless input by a few Germaine Greer type Middle aged bimbo's; who had lost the plot and their partners and were wallowing in a slush of self pity while explaining their addiction to prescription drugs and not getting off of their fat asses but relying on others to provide support.
Then came the constant drivel of commentary on the building of a blessed garage, yes, every farting nut and bolt and hair on the paintbrushes were involved in this agonising saga, a steady nauseating progress report from the DIY crack pots on how to build a farting garage.
Little wonder people were cringing when trying to make polite reply comments.
There are some very nice people in the blog world and heap of gutless morons too, those who derive pleasure from guns and waving the big stick to administer pain to others, But cry "Foul" when the compliment is returned.
When serving in the British navy for nearly twenty five years I acquired a substantial glossary of unmentionable words, but I never found it necessary to incorporate them in every day language.
As for Guns, It is a known fact that, People and Guns are perfectly safe until you forget they are dangerous.
If you are a nice person reading this , HAVE A NICE DAY. IF NOT, HAVE A NICE DAY TOO.
Anonymous comment welcome. BTW My spell check is not working.
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