Yep, I'm fed up.
There are some pretty odd people out there in this world and in the last few days I've found my blog title unsubtly cribbed, a blog titled and devoted to me ( although fortunately no posts, because heaven knows what exactly the author was anticipating) and lastly one of my posts copied and stuck on an offensive soft porn site.
Here are the links to the two posts;
I guess if you put yourself in the public domain you can expect feedback which might be even in a negative fashion. I've no real problem with that although it is one of the reasons I steer away from controversial subjects like religion and politics as I had no wish for my site to go down that avenue. However, in both these cases I think the authors have overstepped the mark of good taste.
I am constantly hearing that blogging isn't "The Real World." Many people, including myself, use that term lightly but unfortunately there are others use it to abdicate responsibility for their words and actions. They forget that the people who write blogs are in fact "real" people with families and feelings.
I'm probably being oversensitive to the matter but sometimes I just wonder how if some people cannot put themselves into the shoes of others how we will ever survive as the human race. Maybe we won't. Maybe next time the Arc won't be big enough. Or maybe we will just fight over it and sink the bloody thing.
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