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And another thing, about this tip jar crap.

If you feel like reading a profanity laced rant, step inside. If not, move forward. I like to give options.

I got one email telling me that if I knew what it was like to really be poor I wouldn't be asking people for money when other people really need it.

Fuck you, I know what it's like to be poor. Ever cash in your kids' bonds to buy groceries? Ever hock jewelry to buy diapers and formula? Been there done that, so shut your pie hole.

Next email was from an asswipe who said I should put my money where my mouth is and cough up dollars to other bloggers, their tip jars and their causes.

Let's see. I raised $700 dollars for the Daniel Pearl Foundation back in July. I raised over $1000 for the IDF last month. If a blogger I read daily has a tip jar, I give. If they have a wishlist, I buy when their birthdays or other occasions come around. I read sad stories and buy Christmas presents for people who can't afford to give their kids anything. I just don't announce it, if that's ok with you. So stick it.

My favorite email was this one:

"Oh, please, who do you think is going to give money to some girl who puts some bitchy opinions on a website? Big fucking deal. No one cares. Maybe if you showed a little T&A once in a while your readers would be more inclined to give. You're a girl, for gods sake, shut the fuck up for a change and flash us some skin and then maybe you'll deserve to be paid for what you write. Doesn't mean we'll care about what girl bloggers have to say about politics, but at least us guys will still check your site out to see if there's any new pictures or if the cam is on."

You think anyone writes to Glen Reynolds or Andrew Sullivan and tells them to wave their dick around on camera to get people to throw them a few bucks? Somehow, I doubt that. But once again, I come across an asswipe who thinks that female bloggers have nothing of importance to say, unless they are saying it with their tits. Go back to your porn and your box of tissues, buddy. That's probably all you're ever gonna get.

Yea, I'm in a mood. Why do you ask?

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So...no T&A, then?

kidding, kidding...

I'll wait until my wife gets back Monday evening before asking Glen to wave his dick around.

Fuckers. Ever last one of them. Tell them I said to eat shit and die, you jack moneky.

I've never understood why people see the need to point out and b*tch about something they can just ignore. My website, my tipjar. My sandbox, my ball. Don't like 'em? Fine, go play somewhere else. When Skippy (god bless him) went after people about tip jars it was just such a naked expression of politics. We're supposed to be b*tching about politics, not creating it.

When I put out a tip jar I won't be expecting anything from it. If you want to contribute, please feel free! If you don't, nobody's twisting your arm.

What I find most ironic is these are the same people who will say things like "don't like what's on the TV? Then change the f*cking channel!"

Indeed.

Hey, I have some french silk pie here for my yule dessert. Want some? Sounds like you could use some chocolate :-)

InstaDick! hehehe

3 words. Feel free to reuse as required.

FUCK YOU ALL.

Some of us guys read you BEFORE those other guy bloggers, because we READ the ARTICLES, not look at the pictures.

"You're a girl"?!?!? I didn't know they allowed elementary schoolchildren to surf the web in their free time.

Where's the chocolate? Are you sharing or is it just for Michele?

I think Scott put it best up there, but that wont stop me form overstating anyway...

We've all been there, where we wonder what the hell are we going to feed our kids tonight, how the hell are we making rent this month. I have to wonder about some of these guys that make these broad generalizations? Like that jerkoff Acidman claiming we all have DSL and all that shit. Maaaan... if I didn't have an ISP that I get at a massive discount through my job, I wouldn't be online right now.

Two years ago I went to the web community for help... they were there for me. Who would I be to knock anyone else? Is it jealousy with these people or what?

If I have it, I try to give back.

" I know what it's like to be poor. Ever cash in your kids' bonds to buy groceries? Ever hock jewelry to buy diapers and formula?"

HAte to say this, but who made the decision to have kids?
My ex-wife tried to convince me to have a kid, put I told her we couldn't afford it. She went of the pill anyway without telling me.
Lucky we all survived that, but it took several years, and ended in divorce.
You choose to have kids, you choose to put yourself in that position.

Hmmm...."Sylvain"...isn't that French for "troll"??

I still think a little tasteful skin would help...

[running away]

Well, think about a tip jar for a minute. The piano player at the swanky hotel gets paid for playing the piano (presumably, unless he/she is the owner's relative who just wants a venue for his music) and the crowd can ignore the tip jar all night and the musician still plays. If someone makes a request and the piano player whips up a beautiful rendition, maybe he gets a tip. I tip the piano player because he geve me a particularly pleasant musical experience, or because he played what I requested. If you put an article on this blog that people get particular satisfaction from, they have the choice to tip you. Same thing.

But once again, I come across an asswipe who thinks that female bloggers have nothing of importance to say, unless they are saying it with their tits.

God Dammit.

Won't Bill Clinton EVER GO AWAY?

i don't read glenn or andrew, personally, but i probably would if they were flashing the package...

I'd pay for Glenna and InstaGirl to flash - as long as someone else watches it. That's just too EWWWW! to contemplate for my own enjoyment.

Not that this has comment has anything to do with anything...

Sylvain, see my previous 3 word comment.

I don't know if I like the "Tip Jar" moniker, but I love the concept. I think the Web is at its best when people support sites because they feel a sense of loyalty and really want to see the content keep on coming.

Not that scoundrels haven't tried to coerce and blackmail money from us with subscriptions, pop up ads, banners, etc, but long term, that stuff never works. That's what's so great about the 'Net. Like it? Support it. Want to keep the bloggy goodness coming? Drop a few bucks in the hat.

But it's not really a tip jar. You see, as Loretta pointed out, the piano payer gets paid something whether or not you flip a buck. Bloggers actually pay for their public forum. What we need is a more accurate term than "Tip Jar."

How about calling donors sponsors? Put 'em on a page, with a link if they so desire. Or does "sponsor" sound too Madison Avenue? I dunno, maybe I'm missing something, but there's got to be a better term...

I got one email telling me that if I knew what it was like to really be poor I wouldn't be asking people for money when other people really need it.

Poor? Poor!!! That bastard don't even know what poor is. Come visit me and my family, we will redefine poor for you.

My grandpa on my dad's side was a sharecropper. An honest to God sharecropper. My parents were so poor when the economy tanked in late 70s/early 80s it didn't even affect us. We really were so poor we couldn't tell. When I was very young, my mother didn't work, my dad worked 12 hours a day, 7 days a week, swing shift and made less than 20k a year. We lived in a trailer that we financed to the max. Even now, my father lives in a 30 year old FHA house and my mother lives with her father. On top of all that, my parents are buying me a college education that they can't afford so I won't have to work like a dog and live like a rat my entire life. When you are someone who can barely afford to buy clothes from the salvation army, then you know what poor is.