BREAKING MY OWN RULES

Yesterday, my daughter asked me if she should get in the middle of a bit of a "thing" on Facebook where two of her friends were trading some words.  I have no idea what the mess was about and I told her, "Stay out of it."  We discussed how it wasn't her place to jump in the middle of what was happening between the two people in question.  She tried to explain why she felt the need to open her mouth and I did The No Longer Popular And Now Somewhat Obnoxious, "talk to the hand" thing.

Not too much later, I saw something and I was OUTRAGED.  And I mean F'ing OUTRAGED.  I promised myself to keep the profanity at a minimum and I am exercising every ounce of self restraint.  I really want to type out that word and use the largest font that blogger will allow.

One of the bloggers that I do not know very well is on the mend from a very frightening and very rough patch.  I was made aware of this when someone was trying to find out if anyone heard from her.  She was that sick and when one of us "goes missing" for longer than the rest of us think is reasonable, we send out a posse.  This is a tight community.  Twitter, Facebook, Bloggers......  We hunt each other down.

The other night, AFTER I told my daughter to mind her own business, I saw a blurb on twitter.  It was posted by Ann who blogs at But Doctor I Hate Pink. Ann is a Stage 4 Breast Cancer Patient, Ann is the patient who was in a "health crisis" and everyone was worried about Ann.   Everyone, that is, except a very mean-spirited person who apparently knows what's best despite fine doctors and a community of women who have been there, done that and have the T-shirts (many filled with surgically altered chests).  Ann's tweet:

"This woman is writing about ME. Not only am I a raging bull, but I'm stupid."

I can barely contain myself.  HOW DARE anyone speak to a total stranger like this??  You MUST be kidding me..... And then, to post comments on a blog that are positively abusive????  And to proclaim how knowledgable (sic) she is and how one will never win and thus we should not be crossing her??????  For starters, honey.... if you want to boost your credibility, pay attention to "spell check" ....  Personally, when someone can't even spell the word they claim to be, I tend to be a bit skeptical.

I won't justify anything with an explanation as someone so bossy and narrow-minded would not bother listening anyway. Why waste my time?  I am NOT posting links to this girl's blog either and if that causes trouble for me, So Be It.  I will take the chance of getting in trouble rather than see her blog audience boosted by too many people clicking on the damn link.  Instead.... I'm reprinting here.

NOTE.... these are copied and pasted directly from the offending (and OFFENSIVE) blog.  Not one word was changed. Oh..... and how can you tell when someone is bossy and narrow minded and a (close your eyes if you don't like bad words..... because here it comes)

FUCKING BULLY..... Their BLOG is closed to comments while they spew their venom at the rest of us.

This is the bio on the blog:

Feminist lover of nature, land preservation, hard music, good whiskey & tattoos. Warrior woman for many causes, including the right of all living things with nerve endings to be free of abuse & torture, both human & animal alike. On topics I'm passionate about it's best not to cross me. I'm knowledgable about those subjects thus you will never win. Plus I can get very ugly!

Every fiber of my being wants to hurl a mess of insults but I am going to stay on the high road.  I'm just sharing what I saw and jumping in on behalf of one of us.  I've said it many times, "What happens to one of us, happens to each of us."  I find it both disgusting and disgraceful that anyone would use their blog to disparage another human being.  It's so easy to dispense medical advice from The Cheap Seats.  You know, the seats where there is no IV pole or port or poison being coursed through the veins.  Ann, I am with you..... and as for That Other Person...... this is what she had to say.... Like I said, reprinting so as not to increase her audience.

Just one more observation.  Is loving whiskey healthy?  And what about injecting dye into your skin for tat's?  And what is up with the bullshit about "all living things with nerve endings to be free of abuse and torture" ???  You may want to double check the dictionary and read the definition of abuse and torture a bit more carefully.  Just sayin'


Truth...

"Common sense is not so common." ~Voltaire

I swear to gawd on high that there's no truer words ever spoken on this earth than the ones above.

I was going through some blogs that I read on a pretty steady basis & read one from a woman who has Stage IV cancer.  Yeah, she's been through hell & back, as most cancer patients have been.  My dad, my brother, my 41yo cousin,  many friends, many family, many acquaintainces have had it.  Some died from it & some haven't.  This particular blogger is fighting for her life at the moment & is most recently trying to recover from a difficult surgery & C-diff.  She weighs 90 lbs & is trying to gain weight... by eating processed cheese food-like substances, candy, canned preservative-ladened salt-ladened soups, and other really nutritious foods like that (read with sarcasm added!).  I suggested to her, in the comment section of her blog entry, that she might do well to try fresh organic leafy green vegetable juices & fresh organic fruit juices & stay away from the chemically processed crap and sugar.  After all that's probably what helped cause her cancer to begin with, in my viewpoint.

She responded like a raging bull, accusing me of saying that she caused her own cancer.

I give up on stupidity & stupid people.  If this chick thinks she can recover well from her recent surgery, the C-diff, & cancer in general by eating bon-bons, there's nothing I can do or say to change her mind.  If someone in this condition thinks that Fannie May & Progresso will make life all better, I wish her well.

I hate to be the bearer of bad news but "well" is the last thing she's going to be, eating shit like she's eating.  But why should I care?  I dunno... I'm a sucker for stupid people, I guess.