Oh, I just can't do it anymore. I can no longer read the comment threads on Catherine Newman's column. They. Make. Me. Insane.
I don't even know why I started reading them, anyway. Oh, yes I do--because I started blogging. And in Blog World, reading what everyone else has to say is half the fun. Except that most people don't throw up snarky comments on the blogs I read, or if they do, the blogger can at least tell the troll to kiss off, or better yet, just delete the comment! Hang up the Haloscan! It's a beautiful thing! And it's spoiled me rotten.
What probably bothers me the most is that I like to think of myself as the kind of person who can appreciate a variety of opinions and viewpoints and can't we all agree to disagree and yada yada, and here's what I realize: That's all good and well and I'm all for it so long as I don't just think that you're an idiot. Problem is...sigh. I'm not so good at being open minded about that "you aren't an idiot" thing.
And again we have the conundrum. I think we can see which way this one's leaning.
In my defense, though, some of the blogs I enjoy are by people with political or spiritual ideals diametrically opposed to mine. But I would never dream of sticking my post in their blogness and making some statement about how much their ideals "concerned" me and then talking over their heads about them with other posters and "did you know this about her" and "I really worry about him because of xyz." Ugh. Am I strange to find that tacky?
You think? Heeeey...you aren't an idiot, are you?