I was disturbed by something I saw on a blog the other day and I think I need to write about it to get it out of my head. I'm not going to mention the name of the blog but I still feel I need to say something about that day's content.
A knitter had gone to a fibre show. She described the show and her stash acquisitions with corresponding pictures. She then went on to take pictures of all the pieces she didn't like on other visitors at the show and posted them with horrible, disparaging remarks. I could not believe my eyes!
This behaviour just struck me as so very wrong. It wasn't just unkind, it was mean. How could a grown woman talk about others in such an adolescent manner?
Now I'm not saying that I'm a saint and that I never think such things but I rarely express them out loud, even to friends. I also understand that it's her blog and she can do and say what she likes in that venue and I don't have to partake of it (which I intend to never do again!).
What struck me hardest was that some of those women she posted about may actually read her blog. What would the discovery of something lovingly made being lambasted on a public blog do to me? I think I would be devastated.
I found the entire entry so disturbing. How could one person be so self-absorbed and unthinking as to publicly humiliate her fellow human beings, fellow women and fellow knitters? Such a blog says more about the writer than the people she writes about. Furthermore, the motivation that fuels such behaviour is not one that I would be proud to claim on a public forum like a blog.
Instead of adding to the nastiness that already makes up so much of our world, I hope I never feel the need to be so offensive to other human beings that have done nothing but adorn themselves with their own creative endeavours. I would rather promote the work of others than criticize it. At the very least, I would rather remain silent.
Hoping to do no harm, M
15 hours ago