Re: An Open Letter to the Forum
Titania,
Most of us are too young to remember a time in which our societies weren't slanted to the point where everyone is ludicrously aware of, and ludicrously worried about, stepping on other peoples' toes. Everyone is supposed to walk on eggshells to avoid hurting other peoples' feelings, their poor little feelings, those poor sensitive thin-skinned souls. The real humor lies, of course, in those who always complaining about how wounded they are are usually the first to throw the barbs. And some people, even on literary forums, where you'd assume everyone is trying to be civilized, just feel the wearisome need to pick a fight, or to take something laughably insignificant personally. That said, at the end of the day a good scrape, a worthwhile little jousting session now and then, shouldn't be shied away from, either. The problem with thin skins is that there's no difference between a debate, or a friendly argument, and a personal attack.
I haven't checked the thread you refer to where your problems occurred, so I can't comment on that directly, and thus in no way are any of my comments meant to refer to specific people here. I'm writing this cold in response to your "open letter." Liam's observation that these problems you refer to seem to deserve nothing more than a big "So what?" is apt. You didn't need to write your open letter. If the people you're referring to seem unwilling to disagree with you reasonably then you should simply ignore them. Not everyone deserves a response - actually, I'm inclined to believe that most don't. If certain characters insist on being spiteful, or condescending, or getting their panties in a knot, they're obviously angry insignificant people who have nothing better to do. Again: ignore. The internet has become an unfortunate outlet for people with major personality problems. Sticks and stones... at the end of the day the worst they can do is hate you, and pound the keys harder while typing how much they hate you, and perhaps spray a little rage-induced spittle on the screen, all of which is more wounding to their computer for all that. I don't hate anyone, and nor do I stay awake at night worrying that someone may hate me. Life, you know, is too short.
Peace.
K
The maker of kitsch does not create inferior art, he is not an incompetent or a bungler, he cannot be evaluated by aesthetic standards; rather, he is ethically depraved, a criminal willing radical evil. - Hermann Broch
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