If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumber'd here
While these visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme,
No more yielding but a dream,
Gentles, do not reprehend:
if you pardon, we will mend:
And, as I am an honest Puck,
If we have unearned luck
Now to 'scape the serpent's tongue,
We will make amends ere long;
Else the Puck a liar call;
So, good night unto you all.
Give me your hands, if we be friends,
And Robin shall restore amends.
~A Midsummer Night's Dream
And it's just the way I am. This is my little slice of the internet, and I like to share what's on my mind. Sometimes it's funny, sometimes it's mildly embarrassing, and a lot of times it stirs up differing opinions. And over 820 of you are ok with that.
But... sometimes I manage to piss people off.
And I managed to do that Saturday, but not here. On Twitter.
On Twitter, I am not a part of the #TeamFollowBack brigade, because I want people following me who actually, you know, care what I say... My followers. People that follow me 'just because' seem to not last for long.
I tweeted a joke:
|Offensive, yes. But doesn't it make some sense???|
It was meant as a joke, but of course it got some flack.
When I see someone I'm following say something I find offensive, I just unfollow them. I've unfollowed racist people, religious kooks, and just plain idiots. She didn't unfollow. She decided it would be more productive to flame my twitter account and tattle to as many people as possible...
I got fed up, and tweeted a general disclaimer.
Like most things I say, some people liked it, some people didn't. Such is life. And (thankfully) I'm down one follower who thinks I need to be policed and corrected whenever I say something she doesn't approve of.
Alcoholism is no laughing matter, and neither is obesity. But if you don't like fat jokes, go yell at Gabriel Iglesias too. It doesn't matter if he's overweight, he shouldn't be saying those jokes!
THINK OF THE CHILDREN!!!!
I'm sorry, I grew up chubby. Even when I was 'skinny' I still had little man-boobs. I was teased and ridiculed as a kid, and I sucked it up. I refuse to play the political-correctness game, because I don't think we should treat the world with kid-gloves. I am also trying to lose weight, and the allure and convenience of fast food makes things tough...
That being said, I don't bully. I don't prey on the weak. I have obese friends, alcoholic friends, and severely depressed friends (and family). I show love and support to them, but I still don't pull my punches around them. They appreciate it, because they (like most people I know) don't like being babied.
Sorry, Chelle, that I offended you. But live with it. If I ruined your life, then that's your problem for letting someone on the internet get through your armor. Take things you read online with a grain of salt. If you don't like it, move on.
You're allowed to your views, and I'm allowed to say what I want to say. Bye.
(Am I right with my stance? Is she right with hers? Is it actually possible that we're both right in our own way??? Sound off below...)