You shouldn’t be surprised. None of us should be surprised. When you gather a certain number of eyes, there are some who think you’re stealing views from them. The knitting community has come to look like some sort of high school party. And if you’re getting attention for being off and unusual, then those that have spent years cultivating a certain perception begin to get pissed because they feel you’re stealing some thunder.
It’s awfully sad. You can have your friends, and I can have mine. And no one said our friends couldn’t be the same. But, I’ve seen a distinctive need to push me out of the knitting world for an awfully long time now, but here, it comes to the point where I can no longer shrug it off and disregard it. For now, they’ve decided to call upon facebook to claim that my posts are spam. Yes. That’s right. Not the deliciously fun treat, but that my posts are offensive for their overt marketing (?). Apparently, facebook has received complaints….Yes, work that one out in your head for a minute. A little army of bitter knitters claiming tolerance has decided to take to their complaints to the masters that run this game and say I’m not playing fair. I’m not playing by the rules. I’m not being PC. They say I should have been gone by now. They’ve been working on it for the last year. And why the HELL is “HE” still here?
If you think these tactics will frighten me, then you’ll have to reconsider your game plan. I’m a tenacious man, a very stoic man on occasion. I don’t get easily swayed by emotion. I don’t cower and cry. I apologize only for mistakes, not for opinion. If I take a hit, I fall, but I stand right back up again wondering what on earth you think you’re going to accomplish by trying to take me down. If you want me to go, that’s not going to happen. You’re just going to have to deal with that. And, again, if you don’t get your way, you can’t scream and cry and yell that I’m here. You’re just going to have to tend to that truth. I’m not going anywhere. And no amount of whining on your part will change that. DEMANDING someone leave because you don’t like them is NOT tolerance, sweetheart. It screams of fascism and juvenile behavior.
And you and I both know who you are. I could call you out by your name, I could describe you in a very vindictive and mean way, I could parade your physical monstrosity, and your self loathing insecurities on parade for all the world to see. I could tell them where you live, what you do for a living, and what you ate (much of) for dinner last night….But, I won’t. Because I won’t rummage in the same nonsense you find fun in.
This isn’t the first time we have to tend to this, and it probably won’t be the last. Unfortunately, some people think someone else’s success takes away from their own.
I’m not amused by idiocy, I’m not partial to childishness. I won’t fight you back, because, to be truthful, I’m far too busy building something beautiful for myself, my friends, my crochitters, and most importantly, my family.
Your sad energy will burn you alive. And I will have nothing to do with it. Your hatred will do it for me.
I’ll win by focusing my energy on taking care of people, not taking them down.
So, you carry on. I’ll out win you, just by simply letting you burn yourself up with rage. The rest of us? We’re going to win.
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