RANT: OK, I have @#$%ing had it
Look out, blogosphere. Erica is pissed off.
Earlier this week, Alex wrote a brilliant post about obnoxious comments (click to read). Yes, it’s a topic that comes up again and again, but you know what? Sometimes, we get fed up. Sometimes, the cluelessness, cruelty and stupidity of random strangers gets to us. One of her commenters said that she needed to develop a thicker skin. That’s not the issue. It’s not about hurt feelings, although they certainly do get hurt. It’s about anger. It’s about utter bewilderment that people seem to think we need to hear/read this crap. That they don’t stop to consider there’s a real person, not a video character, reading these critiques and insults.
On FetLife, a young woman posted a photo from a spanking party, of herself and another woman kissing. It’s a closeup of their faces, an exquisite and tasteful shot, with perfect lighting and angles. Hell, I’m not into F/F in any way, and even I thought it was stunning. It got a stream of compliments and loves. Then some asshat stepped in and said to the poster:
You could find/get a hotter girl. Just saying.
What. The. FUCK.
Of course, this elicited a string of angry rebuttals, including from yours truly. I looked at his profile and saw that he had a slew of cock shots. So I commented:
(looking at [his name’s] dick pics) Yep, we could find/get a bigger guy.
Mean? Oh yeah, you bet. And I don’t care. Random unkindness like this unleashes my inner bitch like nothing else.
Did he have any clue about how he just ruined a woman’s day, peed on her ego? Or did he know, and simply not care?
Yeah, I know. I’m not going to change the world. Freedom of speech still exists in this country and people are going to say/write stupid crap, no matter how much I rant or anyone else rants. Most of the time, I can focus on the overwhelming majority of kind, complimentary and beautiful messages/comments I receive. But sometimes, I just have to get the anger off my chest.
And while I’m on a roll: You know what? It’s my damn blog and my damn pictures, and my choice about with whom I play. I’m sick to death of unsolicited critiques from people who don’t know me OR my tops. First I got noise about ST’s caning techniques — that the only reason he kept breaking them was because he was doing it wrong and he needed to practice more on pillows. Or that he shouldn’t have filmed the punishment spanking he did last year, because that was too personal. Now I’m getting noise about Mr. D and how he’s not measured/caring enough and how badly he’s marking me. Or how he leaves my panties up instead of taking them down. Good Christ — can anyone do anything right, with some of you? Are YOU playing regularly? Do YOU know how to use every implement with perfect aplomb? Do YOU leave your bottoms in absolute euphoria each time?
EDIT: Please note — the above paragraph is not intended for any of my regular commenters. Don’t want my friends reading this and thinking, “Is she talking about me?”
If I want your opinions and critiques, I will request them. If you don’t like what you see, go look at something/someone else. God knows there’s plenty of material out there for your viewing/wanking pleasure. Knock yourself out, and please, please, for me, for my fellow spankettes who post pictures, videos and blogs: Think twice before you hit Send. And if you’re incapable of thinking, then just STFU.
(deep breath) OK. I feel better now. Sorry, guys. Happy Friday, happy Chross Day. Go be nice to each other. And have a great weekend, y’all.