It seems I have upset someone. My last post didn't go down too well with them. I don't know who, because they chose to comment anonymously. All I know about this anonymous person is, that they have been following my blog for several months and that they describe themselves as a fellow creative spirit. Oh yes and also that they have been enjoying it. Oh, and also that they think I am a bit pathetic. Oh, and that I make stereotypical comments about women. Oh, and that I have let them down. Oh, I almost forgot this bit, they also apologise for having a sense of humour. I don't get that bit. Why apologise for that?
That is all I know about the anonymous person. I could I suppose, make assumptions about the type of person they are. Things like whether they are male or female for example. Or why they would choose to comment anonymously, when it only takes a second to add your name. I could wonder why they accuse me of being stereotypical when they have just demonstrated their own stereotypical leanings. I could also tell them not to liken themselves to me, because I am not narrow minded like them. I could, but I won't. Because that would make me sound stereotypical, and I would hate that.
Apparently I should not make comments about women past a certain age! Well really, what age would that be? Is it all right if I make comments about young women, or very elderly women? I presume, having reread my last post that the age I shouldn't comment about is the mid fifties. Notoriously touchy, women in that age group, what with the menopause and all that. Blimey! Did I just say that? What am I like? Typical man, stereotyping women like that!
Honestly, I did not mean to disparage women of any age. I love women! I love them at all ages, I love them short and I love them tall. I love them fat, and I love them thin. Maybe not too thin though. It is nice to have something to get a hold of. Oops! Did I just say that? Typical man! Typical stereotypical man!
Those of you who have been reading my blog for a while, realise by now that a lot of it is written with my tongue firmly stuck in my cheek. In fact, I think I am very self deprecating in many of them. That is my way. It is not in my nature to deliberately provoke someone. If I have hurt anyone it is unintentional, and I apologise.
But you know, if I am going to write, I shall continue to put down my thoughts as they occur in my fluttering mind. Happily lots of you enjoy some of the nonsense I write.
You know, just because someone makes a statement that you disagree with, it does not mean it is wrong. It simply means that you disagree with it. Which of course you are perfectly entitled to do. Even if you have to do it anonymously, because you are worried about people knowing what you are really like. We are all entitled to our opinions. There is no need to hide a deeply felt belief. Hiding behind anonymity is, if I might say so, a very stereotypical thing to do.
Some time ago a comment was made by a regular reader, a lady whose comments I value, that I might, at times enrage you. At times sadden you. At times amuse you. But that I would always entertain you. That was a good comment. I liked that. It hit the nail on the head.
You say that like me, you have a creative spirit. I doubt that. Creative minds don't function too well on a narrow waveband.
By the way Anonymous, just in case your comment was intended as a jokey put down, which I realise it might be, you know, what with you and me both having a sense of humour, I would just like to say haha! That is how I took it. I wasn't upset at all. Never gave it a moments thought. Didn't dwell on it for a moment. Totally unconcerned by it. What anonymous comment? Never even noticed it. Completely unfazed. Absolutely unaffected by it. Typical bloke, that's me! Real stereotypical unfeeling bloke! Just like all men!
Thank you Anonymous, for being the catalyst for this post. I need all the help I can get.