So I'm the Bad Guy

See, here's the thing...

Many people blog for many different reasons. I do it to vent, let off steam, say things online that need to be said without starting arguments with people I know - KNOW! will never ever change their positions.

When people I knew in the real world learned about this site I had mixed feelings: hey I want this stuff to be read - why else would I put it on the net? However, a lot of the stuff I write is personal and I don't want to have to explain my site content every time I have a drink with somebody I know, or have someone start griping if I didn't report their words exactly the way they thought that they had said them. Everyone will always interpret an event based on their point of view and usually remember things to their advantage - that's human nature.

And that's why I don't sign my last name to every post, the way many bloggers do. A little bit of privacy (and my last name is quite distinctive) can go a long way in helping me attempt to write. And it also helps me to try and seperate me online from me offline, if there is any true seperation.

So a month ago I vented, as I felt I had been sucker-punched in public about my personal finances, a topic I consider more private than sex, politics and religion put together.

I knew the person mentioned would see it.

I knew the person mentioned would probably not like it.

But hey, at least it's better than causing a scene at his house in front of his other friends, and honestly, this space is mine and mine alone to vent. I pay the bills, this isn't public property.

I don't have to be fair.

I don't have to be balanced.

I don't have to give equal time to opposing viewpoints (though it's fun to do so.)

My friend decided that he objected to my post. And has decided that I'm not worth talking to. In a response to one of my emails wanting to go for a drink, he asked if my motivation was to "get more fodder for your blog" and talked about how "busy" he was. I haven't heard from him since. So much for 12 years of friendship. And in his mind he thinks I'm the bad guy for calling him on his nosy bullshit.

So be it.

Message received and right back at ya, pal.

You crossed the line first. I'll not censor myself just because you're pissed off that you come off in a non-flattering light. Maybe if you'd keep your nose out of other people's business, it wouldn't get chopped off.

As for you being fodder for this blog, sorry pal, but you're just not that interesting after this post.