May 06, 2005
you never know
If there is one thing I've learned about blogging over the years, it's that you never know what kind of a reaction a post will generate. I'll be the first to admit--- I occasionally like to stir shit. But I sometimes write a thoughtful, obnoxious, deliberately provocative post and I receive no response at all... even though I MEANT to piss people off with that one.
Then, I turn around and toss off a piece of fluff that I don't think twice about and I find my castle surrounded by angry, howling peasants armed with torches, pitchforks and rope. They want to stick my head on a pike over nothing. Where the hell where they when I was TRYING to piss people off?
Kelley just had the same experience with a recent post. I thought it was funny and I linked to it. So did Instapundit. Some other people didn't feel the same way about it. Kelley is now the boob nazi in some people's eyes.
Why do some people react that way? I don't care if she EVER wears a bra around me, or if she ties those puppies down with industrial-strength duct tape. They are HER boobs and she should be able to do what she wants to with them. (I happen to be fond of Kelley and I think she has nice boobs. She's always been strapped-up in a bra around ME, but I have seen a glimpse of cleavage. I liked what I saw.)
We have too many professional grievance organizations today. In the land of the free and the home of the brave, we are expected to walk on eggshells for fear of "offending" some group, some ethnic persuasion or some neurotic dingbat who spends every waking hour just WAITING to be offended. So delicate. So sensitive. So brainless.
But we're ALL supposed to adjust our behavior to suit them. I am personally offended by that kind of attitude and I have a ready response for such people.
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