I am a but insensitive
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I HATE PINTEREST.
There, I said it. Too late to take it back.
Though I should clarify that statement by also saying that I have yet to even visit the site.
AWKWARD.
The reason for my rage-filled hate for the Pinterest is this post.
And, yes, I realize that it's my very own post, written with my own hand, almost three years ago.
That post is apparently making the rounds on Pinterest. I cannot tell you the volume of emails and comments I am STILL receiving on it. Most of them wonderfully complimentary.
But quite a few of them not so nice.
Take the most recent one, left by our old, cowardly friend, Anonymous:
I am assuming they meant it was a BIT culturally insensitive. I don't know what a but culturally insensitive is.
Though I am pretty sure my butt is quite offensive in several cultures. Maybe that was what they were saying?
And that is not the worst of them. I received a two-page email a few weeks ago from someone telling me I was promoting racial insensitivity, and that I was basically a racist pig.
In August, I got an email from a woman begging me to stop misinforming the world regarding the housing of the First Americans (as apparently, some don't like to be called Indians now). There were several informative links and if I gave a crap, I'd put them up here and educate the rest of you, too.
(Sorry. I don't give a crap. At least about educating the world on what theIndians First Americans lived in.)
Another kind reader informed me that I had no morals and was foul for using a swear word in that post.
(The dammit word.)
With the Resistance police hounding me night and day in my own home, I hardly need her to tell me I am going to you-know-where.
When I wrote that post THREE FREAKING YEARS ago, I had no idea that I would be offending Indians and prudes alike. I honestly just wanted a cute, edible decoration to put on my table at Thanksgiving.
I have said it before, and I will say it again, I WRITE WHATEVER THE EFF I WANT. If you don't like it, don't read it. And, if you have something crappy to say, have the courage to at least attach your name to it.
So, tell me, decent people of blog land, is there any reason at all that I should go visit Pinterest? Is it chock full of haters and anonymous trolls? Also? Is my butt offensive in your culture? Do you have obscure First American websites you could link for me? Would you like to send me condemnations for my bad language? Am I sarcastic and obnoxious?
Don't answer that.
There, I said it. Too late to take it back.
Though I should clarify that statement by also saying that I have yet to even visit the site.
AWKWARD.
The reason for my rage-filled hate for the Pinterest is this post.
And, yes, I realize that it's my very own post, written with my own hand, almost three years ago.
That post is apparently making the rounds on Pinterest. I cannot tell you the volume of emails and comments I am STILL receiving on it. Most of them wonderfully complimentary.
But quite a few of them not so nice.
Take the most recent one, left by our old, cowardly friend, Anonymous:
Well, they're cute but Wampanoag Indians didn't live in tee-pees. They would be great for a lesson on the Plains Indians but not for Thanksgiving. Lumping all tribes and ways of life together is a but culturally insensitive.
I am assuming they meant it was a BIT culturally insensitive. I don't know what a but culturally insensitive is.
Though I am pretty sure my butt is quite offensive in several cultures. Maybe that was what they were saying?
And that is not the worst of them. I received a two-page email a few weeks ago from someone telling me I was promoting racial insensitivity, and that I was basically a racist pig.
In August, I got an email from a woman begging me to stop misinforming the world regarding the housing of the First Americans (as apparently, some don't like to be called Indians now). There were several informative links and if I gave a crap, I'd put them up here and educate the rest of you, too.
(Sorry. I don't give a crap. At least about educating the world on what the
Another kind reader informed me that I had no morals and was foul for using a swear word in that post.
(The dammit word.)
With the Resistance police hounding me night and day in my own home, I hardly need her to tell me I am going to you-know-where.
When I wrote that post THREE FREAKING YEARS ago, I had no idea that I would be offending Indians and prudes alike. I honestly just wanted a cute, edible decoration to put on my table at Thanksgiving.
I have said it before, and I will say it again, I WRITE WHATEVER THE EFF I WANT. If you don't like it, don't read it. And, if you have something crappy to say, have the courage to at least attach your name to it.
So, tell me, decent people of blog land, is there any reason at all that I should go visit Pinterest? Is it chock full of haters and anonymous trolls? Also? Is my butt offensive in your culture? Do you have obscure First American websites you could link for me? Would you like to send me condemnations for my bad language? Am I sarcastic and obnoxious?
Don't answer that.
