This post is all about the desperately seeking relevance of others. Apparently another veiled attempt to Lady Whistledown by a nouveau blogger who appeared during the last election season.
Usually this Stepford Wife for Totalitarianism steps out of her beige, beige world to harass school board candidates, chat about school board meetings, and school board members in general. She has her limited worldview of politics, usually in the Downingtown Area School District. Truthfully, I had forgotten she existed. I will admit I think I only read one of her posts. She doesn’t really make sense to me as a writer, so I don’t read her. She panders to her base, and that’s fine. I am not her base.
It must be a slow “news” cycle for her as I am her latest target. I know she’s very excited about her post, so glad I could help her out.
Why me? Probably because my blog has readership. Probably because if she thinks she can take me on she will have her “following” increased.
Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery? Truthfully with her? It’s just kind of dollar store flattery I suppose.
Apparently as per her, I am not allowed to defend my friends or even ever myself. I am also supposed to just let every threatening, harassing, bullying, and even obnoxious comments (probably from her friends) just exist . Daily comments that would send her and her ilk running to their schools screaming and flapping at school administrators about cyber bullying and bullying…. and I ask again (laughing) where do they think these kids learn it?
A Facebook group in Havertown which I never knew or cared existed shared the post. That was pretty funny. I don’t and never have lived in Delco, but my Delco friends saw it and sent it to me (laughing.)
I will note that everything I write seems to be a big hairy deal in their book. And they use such flowery, pretentious, and supercilious language to describe it. Like big hair and Aquanet in an aerosol can, a bit out of fashion as a writing style. They really should just try to have their own voice instead of pretending to be something that they think people will read. But to each her own, right?
One of their big issues is they think that someone’s IP address is “private.“ No, not really. And when you write to a website like a blog or a newspaper or a magazine or a television station or anything , information is all logged. Along with whatever email address real or fake you use. If I choose to disclose when the nasty comments come in, that is in fact not doxxing. I didn’t seek their email address, name, IP address out they provided it.
Of course, in my mind this always begs the question if I am such a horrible human being, why do they read this blog? If they are the adults they represent themselves to be, then they have the free will to scroll past anything they don’t want to read/like to read, correct? My blog isn’t exactly required reading is it?
But, as always, if you are the least little bit unique or more independent minded than what these types of people are comfortable with, you are just bad. There’s no point in even arguing with them because their arguments don’t make sense to anyone but themselves, anyway.
This blogger and her pals see themselves as arbiters of taste, Lily White angels of democracy, their truth, and the American Way… or something like that. They are literally the living embodiment of a bully and a hypocrite but they project that on me? Come on now, really?
Ok whatever blows her skirt up. She can say I am a terrible person, but not a narcissist. That is pretty funny, actually, because I definitely am not. I also don’t think everyone who disagrees with me is bad. Of course it is impossible to reason with people who have skewed visions of basic reality. It’s really fine for them to live in their bubble, they just can’t expect all of us to move in and live in that bubble with them.
I can look in the mirror every day and I will be able to look the Lord in the face on judgment day with a clear heart. I don’t need this blogger to approve or disapprove of me. Essentially I’m just click bait so she gets readers to her Uwchlan vicinity blog. She capitalizes “This Author” like she is Jane Austen, George Eliot or a Brontë. She isn’t. She is just another tarted up bullying b*tch, and truthfully people like that have a shelf life, don’t they? (But I will give her the bump she craves.)
However, if this one is calling me a “harpy”, I must be doing something right, yes?
Kiss 💋 kiss 💋 haters,