“Well, you know what they say: if you don’t have anything nice to say about anybody, come sit by me!”
One of my favorite lines from one of my favorite movies. And it’s my favorite for a reason.
Because it’s true for most of us, although, we’d never admit it.
I enjoy a good tidbit of gossip. I try not to spread any but I admit, my ears perk up when it’s being shared. Some people have a higher tolerance for it than others. I’d like to think that I know when to stop, know when to keep my thoughts to myself.
But I’m no saint. And there are not many on this Earth that can prove that they are. Saints, that is.
When friends, family or acquaintances are going through especially tough times, I zip it. Major and embarrassing faux pas? Ignored. I’ve been there. I’ve done that. I wouldn’t want my financial or relationship woes savored for entertainment.
But the “What? Not again?” annoyances that pop up? I’ve been known to share with my closest and dearest friends. I’m not proud of it. But apparently, I’m not too ashamed to stop. I call it “unloading” in order to assuage my guilt.
I reign it in when things get ugly or mean.
“There’s never an excuse to be mean” – wise words from my brother-in-law.
Words I try to live by.
Especially in the comment section of a blog post.
A mildly controversial topic that I blogged about months ago, suddenly became popular in the blogosphere. And one individual, who shall remain nameless, had much to say about my take and those of my readers. The comments to my other commenters were just plain mean. Not worth repeating. Not constructive. And frankly, not even argumentative. (Which I may have allowed, if only to encourage discussion.)
And then, after copying and pasting an admittedly, ill-constructed paragraph of mine, little Ms. Snark said:
“Oooooo. Well said. Kudos to you, Oh Great Writer.”
I enjoy a lively discussion. I am not of the ilk who feels if I don’t agree with you, I shouldn’t comment. I like differing opinions. Sharing a point of view that is different from my own is welcomed here. It’s one of the many ways that I grow as a human being.
But gratuitous snark and sarcasm?
That is not welcome here.
Or, anywhere for that matter.
(Yes. The Blogosphere police chief has spoken. Now, run along and comment somewhere else. Constructively. Kindly. And with no malice. You’ll feel much better about yourself afterwards. Trust me.)