It’s been covered plenty of times that there are issues on this blog with ridiculous anonymous commenters. You’d think by now i’d be used to it- I mean, hell, even if they’re stupid- it does mean people are reading the blog. And the more people that read the blog, the better, regardless of how they feel about what I write or just how incredibly stupid they are.
The more pregnant I get, the more irritable I become. I’ve tried to ignore the hormones raging through my system but at this point I have given in to the dark side. Bridezilla has nothing on Preggozilla.
I’ve never had a problem with someone who has left their name to a comment. Not once. Even if it’s in disagreement.
The problem is when people have the power to leave comments anonymously. When people have that kind of freedom, to hide behind a computer screen because they know that no one will ever be able to find out who they are- they turn into monsters. It’s a really wimpy spineless thing to do- to talk shit about someone you may or may not know- to say nasty horrible things ONLY because you know they won’t be able to figure out who you are.
Hiding behind a computer and flexing your e-muscles is cowardly.
It’s why i’ve always refused to put a myspace “truthbox” on my page, or to comment in ones that people have. If I have something to say, i’ll say it to someone and they’ll know who I am. I don’t need to hide. I’ve always believed that if you can’t say something to someone’s face (or at least put your name with it, it may be passive-aggressive but it’s a step up) you shouldn’t say it at all.
In my quest to keep my stress and anger at a minimum- the anonymous commenting is coming to an end on this blog. It does suck because the only way to do that is to require readers to be registered in some way or another- and I have plenty of friends who leave their names, but are not registered, and I had to block that kind of commenting too. It’s easy enough to sign up (we all have GoogleIDs at this point I believe), but still a pain to do.
I feel like doing this will at least curb people who have nothing better to do but try and tell me that i’m a God awful horrible person, but can only do it behind the name “anonymous.”
People can still sign up and do this, even under a fake name I think- but if people are THAT intent and obsessed with commenting on my blog that they have to go through such lengths to do so- I suppose I should take it as a compliment.. and probably laugh hysterically at them because it’d be a pretty pathetic thing to do.
Happy reading spineless morons, ’cause that’s all you’ll be doing from now on!
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