Sunday, October 23, 2005
Why I Don't Want Comments.
Since I never check my Yahoo Mail account, I decided I had better check and see if somehow there might actually be some mail of interest. Well, I received a very nice email with a compliment, but asking why I did not want comments. Well, my blog is not a conversation, much like other blogs are. I use it to vent, to rant, to try to provide some insight, and mostly to humor myself.
That is what it is all about. I have my tastes and views, but if I want a conversation, I will go to the local pub. I will call a friend. I will talk to my wife. Virtual conversations are frustrating to me. The trust of two people face to face is lost. In place is a anonymous hit and run game by cowards. Once you call them on their bullshit, they play the victim, "I was only trying to have a debate." Well no you weren't fuckhead. So, that is why. Maybe someday I will crawl out of my virtual shell and decide to run with the other cool kids, but for now, I am content in just being the old man on the porch, drinking some whisky and yelling unintelligibly at the kids.
That is what it is all about. I have my tastes and views, but if I want a conversation, I will go to the local pub. I will call a friend. I will talk to my wife. Virtual conversations are frustrating to me. The trust of two people face to face is lost. In place is a anonymous hit and run game by cowards. Once you call them on their bullshit, they play the victim, "I was only trying to have a debate." Well no you weren't fuckhead. So, that is why. Maybe someday I will crawl out of my virtual shell and decide to run with the other cool kids, but for now, I am content in just being the old man on the porch, drinking some whisky and yelling unintelligibly at the kids.
