Assorted bitching
Nov. 5th, 2012 07:14 pmThis is a really good blog post about people who criticize abortion opponents for not following the Consistent Life Ethic, while still not following themselves, even though they claim that title.
So true!
How I hate the tone of the majority of posts on social media. Not just US media, political postings, but everywhere people post online about things a more controversial than cooking or pets.
Until a couple of years ago I was spending every day in the comment sections of both our local and one of our major national online news papers. It was addictive to be able to have that quick exchange with people; sometimes quite heated. Usually, the comment threads would turn into one of the popular debates - immigration, gender, religion - regardless of what the topic was.
I could feel the anger bubble inside me if the commentators were particularly rude or nasty. One day, in the summer of 2006, I had to excuse myself to go outside and smoke cigarettes until I had calmed down. And yet, I couldn't stop myself from doing it. It was only because I got too busy to do it that I stopped. I hardly read blogs or online news papers or blogs anymore, and when I do, I often regret it.
To end on a happy note: I got back in contact with my girl
ladyjaderains
I’m getting pretty tired of people who divide the world into two groups — those who only care about protecting human life before birth, and those who only care about protecting it after — and congratulate themselves on their superiority for being in the latter.*
What about being pro-everyone’s-life? Funny how that possibility never arose in Friedman’s column, or in any of the smug tweets and Facebook shares and blog comments using it as a club to beat those horrible pro-lifers with.So true!
How I hate the tone of the majority of posts on social media. Not just US media, political postings, but everywhere people post online about things a more controversial than cooking or pets.
Until a couple of years ago I was spending every day in the comment sections of both our local and one of our major national online news papers. It was addictive to be able to have that quick exchange with people; sometimes quite heated. Usually, the comment threads would turn into one of the popular debates - immigration, gender, religion - regardless of what the topic was.
I could feel the anger bubble inside me if the commentators were particularly rude or nasty. One day, in the summer of 2006, I had to excuse myself to go outside and smoke cigarettes until I had calmed down. And yet, I couldn't stop myself from doing it. It was only because I got too busy to do it that I stopped. I hardly read blogs or online news papers or blogs anymore, and when I do, I often regret it.
To end on a happy note: I got back in contact with my girl
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last night, which was awesome! I've been missing her a lot lately while she's been busy. So yay!