COMMENT RULES: I don’t like editing comments. I don’t like when blogs only allow positive feedback to come through on their comments. HOWEVER- there is a difference between a comment that disagrees with the post and those that are just plain disgusting and mean.
Here are a couple of real comment examples I’ve gotten as an illustration of the kind of commentary that WILL and WILL NOT be allowed:
“I’m really disappointed in this post. I have read your blog and really never expected you to have this kind of opinion. I’m not sure I’ll read in the future.“
(Stings, but yup…I’d let that go through.)
“It’s really obvious you have no clue what you are talking about or what you stand for. I think before you make a drastic move you should actually educate yourself on the issues you’re talking about.”
(Again….they disagree. It happens.)
What I DON’T ALLOW through: (This post was left on when my little 10-week Maltese died in my arms)
“HAHAHAHAHAHA! What you won’t do for attention. Why don’t you take a few pics of yourself crying prettily for the camera so you look SOOOO beautiful and heartbroken so everyone will feel SO sorry for poor Loralee? Or even better, get some pics of the dead dog? Don’t you think the white of his dead fur would make your eyes look SO SO PRETTY AND LOOK AT ME! I AM SO BEAUTIFUL AND F******* AWESOME!!! What an attention whore”
Yeah, that one isn’t making it in.
I believe one of my trolls knows me (She wrote a similar comment about my baby that passed which I really don’t wish to repost) and is obviously deeply mentally ill and disturbed. Even if it’s not them they are still deeply disturbed. While I have compassion for someone who has struggles with mental illness, I’m not allowing it on my comments. It just makes people fight and turns into a war that has nothing to do with the post it is about.
So, the comments are moderated at times.
Mainly I wish everyone could have fun and laugh. There are down times and sometimes this place can be very sad and dark and I do write about them because my life is complicated. And YES, I admit that sometimes I can be a drama-hag and wallow. I try not to but there it is.
If you can handle that, over-use of exclamation points, CAPS, my raging Diet Coke habit, and the fact that I heart Air Supply, John Denver, and quite possibly Neil Diamond as well, we’ll be fine!
P.S. Don’t be mean. Mean people suck. I don’t tolerate it. While I prefer my blog to be a happy place full of rainbows and diamond encrusted ponies, I like blunt discussion as long as you are respectful. (I obviously fleshed this out above.)
P.P.S Don’t steal my content of photos. You have your own stories! Your own photos! You have more creativity than you give yourself credit for, so you don’t have to take my words and pretend to make them your own, ok? Because deep down you will know that they ARE NOT YOURS TO TAKE.
Don’t do it. It makes me bitchy.
P.P.P.S I can’t tell you sad it makes me that any of this had to be explained. (Especially about Air Supply. They are the bomb diggity.)