Beware of False Prophets and Fear Mongers

Sometimes as you walk along innocently, you tip the scales in the wrong way, you jog the wrong path, or you comment on some random blog. Where and when doesn’t matter. All the dams burst and you’ve got a watery stinky mess flooding all over your new pink dress. The innocent be warned. Life sucks sometimes. Mama said there’d be days like this but she didn’t tell me there’d be idiots also.

I sent a manuscript to a publisher. I commented on a video. I wrote a blog. The return was amazingly negative. Some days it seems the negative vibes are stored up to TASER© me at once. But I know these are always there. What frustrates me are the really stupid idiots that cannot hold an intelligent discourse. You comment and they respond with the filth of the entire dictionary. Instead of brains did their god give them real dung. Or is their brain really in their lower regions. They are like monkeys throwing poo. They have nothing intelligent to say so they throw stinking words.

When I comment on a YouTube video truly I don’t expect to convert anyone to my way of thinking. I only like an exercise for my mind. It helps to think through your convictions. I like to think of it as jogging an unknown trail. But no person expects molestation. I could scream unfair. I could call for censorship. I won’t. To take a quote from my son, Don’t argue with idiots. They drag you down to their level and beat you with experience.

“Never argue with a pig; it just frustrates you and annoys the pig.” – author unknown

“Never argue with a fool; onlookers may not be able to tell the difference.” – Mark Twain

“Only idiots refuse to change their minds.”  – Brigitte Bardot

“A word to the wise ain’t necessary – it’s the stupid ones that need the advice.” – Bill Cosby

“The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, but wiser people so full of doubts.” – Bertrand Russell

So once again, if you go jogging in an unknown area, carry your pepper spray or TASER. If you post comments on YouTube, wear your helmet, poo happens. And most definitely, know that no matter what you do, someone will love it, someone will hate it, and many will not even notice. They will walk on by.

People tell me that they don’t comment on blogs or write blogs because of criticism. The ugly comments and the hurtful people keep them quiet. As I’ve said many times, I can’t be quiet. So I will take the punches. I will take the name calling and genital references by stupid people. I will not sit quietly. It’s not in me. Truly it doesn’t hurt for long.  I will send out more manuscripts and write more blogs. The thrill of running and challenging yourself is worth more than the comfort of my couch.

But I will run until my feet no longer run no more.
And I will kiss until my lips no longer feel no more.
And I will love until my heart it aches.
And I will love until my heart it breaks.
And I will love until there’s nothing more to live for. – Amy MacDonald, Run

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