Blogging requires a thick skin. So does life, so I don’t get personally worked up about shit that happens on line. But some things do piss me off.
Chapter One: Blinded by…
I wrote a little piece about the Obama/Notre Dame flap. I wanted to look beneath the putative reasons for the protest (abortion). Some of my readers would not allow that. There were a few types of stupid responses:
I have a number of friends and colleagues who are anti-choice. I respect many of them because they understand the implications of their position, and have made a moral judgment (one that I think is wrong, but still…). Unfortunately, the vast majority of those speaking out about abortion aren’t so introspective.
Chapter Two: Too crazy to be blinded by anything
I sometimes write about controversial medical conditions, such as so-called morgellons syndrome. Yes, I’m sometimes snarky, but I pretty clearly point out the problem here—everyone who is writing about this thing is bat-shit insane. If they want to be taken seriously, the need to nominate someone who isn’t wearing the tin foil hat.
And I’ve never had so many people accuse me of censoring their comments. Srlsy. I had to explicitly put it in the comments that I have a spam filter and people get stuck there. And the response? Putting up nasty shit about me and closing the comments. Hey, idiot—you weren’t even in the spam filter. You’re either lying or too fucking stupid to post a goddamn comment.
If these folks spent as much time getting help as they did excoriating (!) me on the morgellons boards they might actually get some answers.
As the religious folks say, sometimes the answer is “no”.
/end of rant