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Monday, June 27, 2005

So, whatcha doin’?

I’m just sitting in my kitchen watching the rain come down. I was staring out the window, looking out over my back yard at that tree that used to be an apple tree. It should have been an apple tree today, but now it’s just a bunch of junky looking stuff and I don’t even know how to take it all down. The garbage man left one bag of trash today, I don’t know why.

I thought to myself, “That’s a shame.”

I started thinking about the loser of a human being who is trashing my name and I wondered, what kind of man could this be? What kind of man would attack a woman that he didn’t know for no reason other than pure folly? I happily accepted an invitation to his site and I have been harassed ever since. I'd love to know what kind of a person would find pleasure in this?

Well, I thought, surely he has to be a bum, some lonely beer guzzling porno addict hooked to the internet all day. I was close, he does seem to be hooked to the internet.

This guy doesn’t appear to be a bum. He appears to have some semblance of a life. So, that just goes to show you, you can’t always tell a book by it’s cover.

So, the question still remains, why? And why would so many nit wits blindly follow him along in his blitzkrieg?

What possible threat am I to these people? I wouldn’t have been more than a blip on their radar screen if they hadn’t reached for me and pulled me into their insane little universe that includes spiteful conduct of the most vicious kind...and unprovoked at that. They will find a way to say that I asked for it by putting myself out there and I don’t even care of that’s true or not, why in the world would this bring you pleasure? What is it that is lacking in your lives that makes this seem like fun? If your children treated others in such a manner, would you be proud of them? I am somebody’s grandmother. I know that doesn’t mean anything to you, but it means something to somebody. I don’t know about you but I adored my grandmother and would be horrified if I saw her displayed in a manner that must lie behind those malicious links.

I’m sure that this is all lost on you...if you had any decency at all, you wouldn’t have done half of this. But perhaps someone else can take a look at your actions and learn something. Perhaps, the next time they see an easy target, they might think twice and offer a hand in friendship rather than animosity.

You know, you don’t discover entirely new assholes, you stumble over known assholes. In that, I simply MUST have faith. There will be times when others may tempt you to do something that you know in your heart is wrong. If you have faith in your convictions, you will eventually come out ahead. I have to believe that.

You know, below what I am writing is a lot of time and effort in the form of links to this man’s web site and to those of his friends. I even have pictures of them. I was going to post those links and the pictures but I just changed my mind.

I am not going to even attempt to stoop to the level of such fiends. I could do it...but that would say more about me than I would ever feel the need to say about them.

I want people to be able to read this thing and know who I am and who I am is NOT a person who would, in any way at all, succumb to the unreasonable demands that you are making on me. You can not and will not see me lower myself one teensy weensy bit. If I have nothing at all, I have my firm belief that Karma works both ways. I have absolutely nothing on which to base that belief except for the hope that I might be right.

I guess you realize that you have my ex’s wife all worked up into a frenzy...this is the biggest thing to happen in her life in...ever. She is jumping all over this and dragging the kids into it and she couldn’t have done that if you didn’t let her. Trust me, if I sent you a picture you wouldn’t even let it finish downloading...let her go back to her bon bons.

You know, if you had a bunch of truth hiding behind those links of yours, I wouldn't mind one bit. But I have a feeling that what you have done has nothing whatsoever to do with reality. Reality is something that I have to deal with a lot lately...I wish you happiness in your escape.

Meg

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