on hate mail, threats and being an asshole
Damned if I do, damned if I don't.
No matter what I write about or who I write about or what subject I comment on, I catch some sort of flack for it. Be it politics or religion or sports or even raising my own damned kids, there is always someone eager to jump on me for the things I say.
See, this is a personal site. I am not a journalist, nor do I ever make myself out to be one. I am not part of the mass media. Therefore, there is no mandate that dictates I be fair and balanced. I offer my opinions here, no more, no less.
If you're in the mood for some navel-gazing, ranting drivel, click the "MORE" link and read it. I really don't mind if you skip it.
I receive an inordinate amount of hate mail for a small site. I also receive admonations, lectures and threats. I have comment trolls who appear frequently, writing in the same tired lines over and over.
The thing is, I don't stand on any one platform, so I open myself up to tomato throwing from all sides. I may be a registered Republican and skew conservative, but I am also pro-choice, an atheist, support gay rights and value my civil liberties. Thus, I get email and comments from the religious right as well as the far left.
I'm not complaining, mostly. I think the fact that I get hate mail and lecturing sermoms means that someone is reading the site, at least. What I don't understand is why some people think I need to edit myself or censor myself so as not to hurt the feelings of others.
Obviously, I am pro-Israeli and my posts will reflect that. I am not anti-war, and that is reflected here often, too. But it goes even farther than that. If I decide to talk about music, I am chastised for talking bad about bands that other people like. I'm called elitist and snobby. If I talk about sports or post winning Packers boxscores, I'm being unfair to fans of the team the Packers beat.
I talk about my kids a lot. I'm currently receiving mail and comments telling me that I have done a diservice to my children by allowing them to believe in Santa Claus all these years. I am a liar and a phony. I also apparently have no right to pass judgment on other parents (this stems from a post I wrote a while back on seat belts) because I am divorced parent and that makes me a bad, bad person. One person even wrote to say that I had some nerve getting remarried because people should only get one chance at such an institution and if I blew it, I should suck it up and live the rest of my life alone. I've had people email about posts at Raising Hell in which I mention DJ's penchant for wearing his sister's clothing and listening to show tunes telling me that I should get him into therapy now before it's too late and he "turns gay."
I have opinions and I write about them. It is obvious from reading this site where my politics lie. If you think my words are going to offend you or make you irate, don't come back if you can't handle it. Either that or learn how to voice your opinion in my comments and in email intelligently.
I spend a good portion of my blog time monitoring my comments. I have them emailed to me and I check my email often so I can immediately delete comments that are threatening or racist. It has become a job in itself to maintain this site. I don't mind. I get a lot of pleasure and gratification from doing this. Your hate mails and threats and name calling will not stop me. Not now, not ever.
If I want to be child and make fun of someone, that's my prerogative. I doubt you will find a blog in all the thousands of blogs out there that doesn't at some point make fun of a celebrity or a politician or even their family.
Get a grip, people. I'm just some asshole sitting here in bumfuck, Long Island and I happen to have a domain name and a cable modem and a really opinionated personality. Why do my words mean so much to you? Why do you care what I think?
I can't sit here and write my posts and then check them over to see if I offended anyone from the animal kingdom to the King of Siam. I'm going to offend people. I am not politically correct. I don't use racial slurs and I don't tell ethnic jokes, but I'm also not going to put your feelings ahead of mine if I dealing with a subject I feel passionately about. Sure, I can be an asshole sometimes. But this asshole responds to every email, bad or good. I try to clarify my points and I always apologize if you prove I have wronged you. I reply to most people who comment with dissenting opinions to open the door for debate. I try to be nice about being an ass. My bloodthirstiness I am famous for runs only so deep. But I think trying to be nice to people who threaten to hack my site or follow me home only makes me an idiot in some sense.
I am what I am. I say what I feel. I don't mean to offend your musical tastes or your choice of clothing or the games you play, but sometimes all I have is my opinion. Yell at me, and I'll yell back louder. Fuck with me, and I'll fuck with you right back.
I'm done playing nice. If you got it, bring it. I'm ready to throw down, beeyotch.