Bay Bridge- Photo: S.Banos |
So whenever I walk the streets,
I find myself (more than ever) asking who those strangers writing those
"comments" might be. I know they don't all look like hideously deformed
hate demons, I know they don't live in one solitary enclave- I know
that we walk and live amongst them each and every day...
3 comments:
Scary isn't it. The internet has enabled people to live out their alter-egos. Unlike school children who pass notes poking fun at a fellow classmate, they run the risk of getting caught, internet bullies can run rampant with no fear of retribution.
Dammit, Stan. I was blissfully unaware of the comments under the PetaPixel post until I clicked on your link.
Now I'll have to somehow cleanse my poor brain before I can go on with my day.
ER- Yeah, very much like the little sneaking cowards in class who do shit soon as your back is turned.
JEM- Ahhh... yes- a wonderful thing that bliss. Don't bother with the cleanse, a good coating just helps numb the pain the next go 'round- and there's always a next go 'round...
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