Anonymity is a funny thing. Especially as it relates to online. The cloak of anonymity gives people the courage to post the most reckless things. This is very evident on blog sites and message boards. People spew so to the most hateful rhetoric under the umbrella of anonymity. They have no real regard of the consequences of their words. As a writer, I know the actual power of words. I think folks should pay more attention to what they write.
In general, I'm very opinionated. I have been a member of a few message boards. I frequent one or two blogs. I do not comment as much as I used to. I've never been cruel or mean in my posting. I'm always conscious of that. Now, as a consumer of music, I will give it to you straight. If I've spent my money to support an artist and the product is wack, I'm going to discuss it. I feel in those situations that I've wasted my money. I don't, however, post things anonymously. I have never hid behind the grey face. People who do are lame and weak. I say this because they would probably never speak those hateful words to the persons face.
I do not eat my words. If I said it once, I can damn sure say it twice. I've had this blog for a year and a half. My comments have never been frequented by an anonymous hate mongers. Until the other day. Quite honestly, the derogatory statement ticked me off. Then I got to thinking about how sad a person has to be to sift through 6 months of posts to find one random post. And post a hateful comment. I deleted it and laughed. So I'm thankful for the lesson. All people aren't good or right or nice and that's fine. I cannot get all caught up in one persons erroneous lackluster opinion. I'm still gonna post on my blog whatever I see fit. It's mine. To each his own. But I can't respect you if you won't even show your face. The cloak of anonymity is a cowards paradise. My Mom didn't raise a coward or a fool. I stand behind everything I say. That is more than enough reason for me to continue to be proud of me.
"All I have is my balls and my word and I don't break them for nobody." - Tony Montana
I've been a blog reader for a few years now. I like to read and see others perspectives on life. It gives me something to think about. I believe that it takes a brave and/or fearless soul to be a blogger. One is essentially laying their soul bare for the entire world wide web. That takes guts. I commend every one who has dived into this arena. I know of a few women who have just recently started blogs (Joey, Kimmie, & Diya) and a few who've been here for a minute (Drenna, Nikki). Blogging opens up a whole new world to those who write them as well as those who read them.
I blog just to get these words out of me. I'm writing because I have to. Need to. Want to. Even if i wasn't blogging, I would be writing something, somewhere. Because it is what I think I was meant to do in this life. I decided that I would be as open and as true to myself as I could be with my intended audience and myself. I have no issue expressing my opinions in any thing. That's never been a problem. It's a little harder for me to show my heart. But since starting this particular blog, I've gotten much better at that. Every blog I post, I'm giving you me. All of me. All the time.
I've noticed a trait in other blogs that I will never engage in. Deleting blogs. I don't get that. I won't do that. If I wrote it and posted it, I'm standing by my words. I'm always nervous about expressing my heart. That is right up until I hit the "publish post" button. Once its up, it's up. For better or for worse, my words are out there. I stand by them. They may not always be pretty or politically correct or even what you might expect from me. But they are my words. I don't get why someone would delete a post that's already been read by folks. But I guess to each his own right?
We all write for different varied reasons. I read others blogs and comment because I like to let people know I was there. I'm never ashamed or apologetic about my words. I can't be. I blog from my heart. Good, bad or indifferent, I write what I feel. I feel what I write. I can only give you me. Sometimes blogging helps me work through things in my own life. And, sometimes there are others going through the same exact situations. Life is funny that way. What are your feelings about blogs? What blogs are you reading? Talk to me & let me know!
