There are some truly sick individuals in the world. I don’t mean sick as in ill, I mean twisted nasty sick-in-the-heart people and sadly when you blog you cyber-meet some of them.
Marley (I know her real name and email address but we’ll go with her pseudonym for now) posted a really nasty comment to my post on the UK General Election today. It ended by her telling me to ““Go Fuck Yourself!” and don’t come to the U.S.”. She also told me to “go and chew on my farm raised lamb” which, considering I’ve been vegetarian for 26 years I’d prefer not to. It’s not the first time she’s thrown a hissy fit at me which makes me wonder, when she obviously dislikes me so much, why she continues to read my blog. And my photography blog. I think she secretly has a crush on me.
Her comment made absolutely no sense whatsoever. I have no bloody clue what she was so riled up about. She seemed to be blaming me for her being on disability or something which, considering my post was about my worry over cuts to disability benefits, was just plain bonkers and twittered on about ISIS and bearing arms – WTF?!
I welcome you all into my life. Into my private thoughts. This is MY space to say whatever the hell I like. You don’t have to agree with me and when you disagree you have 2 choices: keep your mouth shut, or disagree politely, calmly and respectfully. I will not put up with ranting or downright nastiness – it has no place here (or anywhere else come to that).
I would never, in a million years, shout and rave at a sick person especially one who has very recently talked about feeling suicidal. Shame on you Marlene.
She told me: “do not go off and ” have a cow” about this post”. Well y’know what? It’s MY blog and I can have a cow about anything I sodding well like. You, missus, on the other hand are banned from any further comments and I hope you bugger off and bother someone less ill with your moody, angry, fucking nonsense.