As adults, we claim to be above these things. We've been taught that this kind of behavior is unacceptable, dishonorable, and childish.
We have lives to lead, and more important things to do with our time than bitch about on line bull shit in the direction of malicious whispers. Yet most people, perhaps all, jump on the bandwagon at one time or another and form lynch mobs against some individual or group, deserving or not. "Psst!
Did you know about so-and-so I hear he Blah, blah blah..."
When emotions run high, honor gets forgotten. These so-called grownups get so wrapped up in their offences that they neglect to stop and consider whether they are even being truthful in their accusations.
What matters to them is justifying their anger, and nothing else.
It doesn't occur to them that perhaps there is no justification, or that their anger is being misdirected.
It doesn't concern them that they may be crossing the line of propriety and respect for themselves as much as the target. They want to cry "foul". They want to drown in their own rage and take someone down with them.
These tantrums are far more dangerous in adults than children. People get hurt. There are repercussions, and no participant in these games comes out of it undamaged.
How can you trust someone who has betrayed an other's confidence? How can you truly believe that someone who turns so easily against another won't turn against you?
These are the prices paid. Trust is lost. Honor is lost. Faith in our peers is lost.
Unfortunately, those who play these slander games convince themselves they're really justified and rarely recognize that this distrust is what they are creating for themselves.
Various forms of the Golden Rule, a sense of confidentiality, loyalty, and honesty are taught by good parents... Emotions aside, we must be respectful, even of our enemies, real or imagined.
We must be forthright and truthful, and take responsibility for our words and actions. We are taught to seek higher ground, to rise above the pettiness of these adolescent games. It is the only way to establish lasting trust and honor.
I didn't write the above... But It's how I feel.
I cannot face my enemies, These cowards, these school yard bullies, hide behind their computer screens and write with malicious intent to and about people they don't know and will never meet.
Someone has her nose out of joint about something I had no part of, and has become maniacal in her hate for the person she thinks wronged her and anyone this person knows, or sat next to on the bus. She is foaming at the mouth and spreading her lies and chaos where ever she goes these days. Someone who is still talking to her should tell her that she can not direct Karma. As much as she believes she is the divine Omnipotent dispenser of Karma... What goes around, will come around... we'll see then who's ass gets bitten.
Truth shines like a beacon in the night. Lies, even on line lies, and petty jealousy's always come out. BTW, that was the house I lost when I got hurt. I worked 15 hour days, for years on end to make the mortgage payments, and to keep the place up. (Hint to home owners, have disability insurance on your mortgage, you never know when an accident will happen.)
Now I am done. I am so done.
We have lives to lead, and more important things to do with our time than bitch about on line bull shit in the direction of malicious whispers. Yet most people, perhaps all, jump on the bandwagon at one time or another and form lynch mobs against some individual or group, deserving or not. "Psst!
Did you know about so-and-so I hear he Blah, blah blah..."
When emotions run high, honor gets forgotten. These so-called grownups get so wrapped up in their offences that they neglect to stop and consider whether they are even being truthful in their accusations.
What matters to them is justifying their anger, and nothing else.
It doesn't occur to them that perhaps there is no justification, or that their anger is being misdirected.
It doesn't concern them that they may be crossing the line of propriety and respect for themselves as much as the target. They want to cry "foul". They want to drown in their own rage and take someone down with them.
These tantrums are far more dangerous in adults than children. People get hurt. There are repercussions, and no participant in these games comes out of it undamaged.
How can you trust someone who has betrayed an other's confidence? How can you truly believe that someone who turns so easily against another won't turn against you?
These are the prices paid. Trust is lost. Honor is lost. Faith in our peers is lost.
Unfortunately, those who play these slander games convince themselves they're really justified and rarely recognize that this distrust is what they are creating for themselves.
Various forms of the Golden Rule, a sense of confidentiality, loyalty, and honesty are taught by good parents... Emotions aside, we must be respectful, even of our enemies, real or imagined.
We must be forthright and truthful, and take responsibility for our words and actions. We are taught to seek higher ground, to rise above the pettiness of these adolescent games. It is the only way to establish lasting trust and honor.
I didn't write the above... But It's how I feel.
I cannot face my enemies, These cowards, these school yard bullies, hide behind their computer screens and write with malicious intent to and about people they don't know and will never meet.
Someone has her nose out of joint about something I had no part of, and has become maniacal in her hate for the person she thinks wronged her and anyone this person knows, or sat next to on the bus. She is foaming at the mouth and spreading her lies and chaos where ever she goes these days. Someone who is still talking to her should tell her that she can not direct Karma. As much as she believes she is the divine Omnipotent dispenser of Karma... What goes around, will come around... we'll see then who's ass gets bitten.
Truth shines like a beacon in the night. Lies, even on line lies, and petty jealousy's always come out. BTW, that was the house I lost when I got hurt. I worked 15 hour days, for years on end to make the mortgage payments, and to keep the place up. (Hint to home owners, have disability insurance on your mortgage, you never know when an accident will happen.)
Now I am done. I am so done.

2 Comments:
I think one of the problems with the Internet is that we are able to distance ourselves from the havoc we create. We don't actually see the tears or broken hearts across the screen, there-fore we aren't even aware what real damage we inflicted.
When I say "we" make no mistake, I am not actually talking about myself. I realized quite early that any story I might write or present to my readers, had real people, with real families, real love, real life. Some people never learn that fact. They don't realize their simple tampering, cause real pain, real wounds.
Then again, maybe I am wrong. Maybe this maniac running rampage atm realizes all too well how much pain, anger, resentment they are creating. Maybe they thrive on the drama of taking someone that doesn't agree with them and turning them into a "troll".
If I had to bet, I'd bet that the latter is the case here. And I would again warn those associated, distance yourself from the vile, insipid, hatefulness before it is too late. As quickly as she changed her underwear this morning, she will turn on you too.
Thank you Gem!
I think we all need to be remind occasionally just how hurtful our actions are, and how easy it is to lose sight of what is really important.
"What goes around, will come around... we'll see then who's ass gets bitten.
"
Didjya think maybe what's coming around is what you yourself spread around, about 8 moons ago?
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