Sharp eyed readers may have noticed the new paragraph right under my blog title. Someone anonymously posted some very--uhhh--unhelpful comments on an old post. Don't go looking for them. They've already been deleted.
This may seem odd to some of you in the wake of my recent post about freedom of speech and all. However, this is not the same situation. I will allow pretty much any comments to be made on my blog--no matter how much I disagree with the opinions being expressed. You have the right to your opinion, and the right to express it. I do draw the line at obscenities and personal attacks, but other than that, comment away.
If you are going to comment, though, I expect you to own up to your words. Too many people use the relative anonymity of the internet to post things they would never dream of saying if they had to sign their names to their words. They hide behind the wall of secrecy and throw barbs at people who can't see them. This is cowardice, pure and simple.
You may try to justify it by saying you are afraid of identity theft, but let's be realistic here. Someone is very, and I mean verrrry unlikely to gain enough information about you to steal your identity from a screen name or blogger ID. Let me use my friend frotoe for example. I pick her because I've known her for a long time, but I still don't know her real name. That's the only reason I'm using her as an example--not because of anything she's done. Now, how in the world is someone going to steal her identity from her blogging ID of "frotoe"? If you are that afraid of identity theft, you shouldn't be on the internet at all. If you have the know how, you can trace someone's IP and ISP pretty easily.
Truth is, there are no valid reasons for posting anonymously--other than that you don't want anyone to know you are the one saying those things. If that's the case, then those are things you shouldn't be saying anyway.
I don't want to have to turn the comment moderation back on, but if I have to, I will.
Don't make me have to.
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Showing posts with label Administrative Stuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Administrative Stuff. Show all posts
Monday, July 02, 2007
Monday, June 04, 2007
Administrative Stuff
While fiddling around with my blog tonight, I just happened to wind up on the comments moderation page, a place I don't normally go since I moderate comments by e-mail. Imagine my surprise when I discovered 7 unmoderated comments that I had never received e-mail notification of, including a couple of contest entries. Therefore I've decided to turn off comment moderation--provided my readers behave themselves! Y'all start getting ugly and I'll have to turn it back on. ;)
On an unrelated note, Black Belt class got a really late start tonight because Blake wouldn't leave. Sensei finally had to tell him to just go. After he left, I mentioned that I try to be nice, but sometimes he really gets on my nerves. Sensei said, "Blake gets on everybody's nerves!" We were talking some more and sensei mentioned that Blake isn't ready to test for his black belt. (He thinks he will be going up next summer.) Sensei said he does a really good kata, but he's going to have to toughen up if he expects to pass his test. Blake and Barrett had done a Saturday morning workout (which I fussed at them for not telling me about) and Mr. Eiffling had come into town and was working out with them. Blake refused to spar him. He said, "Naw, I don't spar much." Yeah, Blake is kind of small, but that's no excuse. I'm the smallest person in the class, and a lady (Hah!) to boot, and I can take a harder hit than Blake can. Blake is still whining about the side kick I planted in his abdomen during my ni-kyu test two years ago.
It was just Barrett and I in class, so we did our higher katas as a class, then sensei asked me what I wanted to work on. I said kusanku sai, and not just going over it, but really breaking it down and making sure we were doing it right. So we did that, and that was great. I think I just about have it down. We discovered some things we'd been doing wrong--just little details. We jokingly told sensei that we were "evolving" the style.
Before class, Barrett and I were talking about Kusanku Sai, and Blake kept jumping into our conversation saying stuff like "Kusanku sai is like this," or "kusanku sai is supposed to be like that". He is a san-kyu. We are shodans. He doesn't even know the kata. But he is trying to act like he knows more about it than we do. Not to mention he is a pansy. (Ok that isn't really what I'm thinking, but this is a family blog!) The thought of him wearing a black belt makes my skin turn inside out!
Then we taught Barrett the first part of sunsu kata. After we'd gone over it about 10 times with Barrett, sensei and I did the entire kata. While we were teaching Barrett, we discussed the bunkai as well. After class, I went over the rest of my empty hand kata. All in all, we had a good workout. It was nice not to have to rush home to watch Heroes.
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On an unrelated note, Black Belt class got a really late start tonight because Blake wouldn't leave. Sensei finally had to tell him to just go. After he left, I mentioned that I try to be nice, but sometimes he really gets on my nerves. Sensei said, "Blake gets on everybody's nerves!" We were talking some more and sensei mentioned that Blake isn't ready to test for his black belt. (He thinks he will be going up next summer.) Sensei said he does a really good kata, but he's going to have to toughen up if he expects to pass his test. Blake and Barrett had done a Saturday morning workout (which I fussed at them for not telling me about) and Mr. Eiffling had come into town and was working out with them. Blake refused to spar him. He said, "Naw, I don't spar much." Yeah, Blake is kind of small, but that's no excuse. I'm the smallest person in the class, and a lady (Hah!) to boot, and I can take a harder hit than Blake can. Blake is still whining about the side kick I planted in his abdomen during my ni-kyu test two years ago.
It was just Barrett and I in class, so we did our higher katas as a class, then sensei asked me what I wanted to work on. I said kusanku sai, and not just going over it, but really breaking it down and making sure we were doing it right. So we did that, and that was great. I think I just about have it down. We discovered some things we'd been doing wrong--just little details. We jokingly told sensei that we were "evolving" the style.
Before class, Barrett and I were talking about Kusanku Sai, and Blake kept jumping into our conversation saying stuff like "Kusanku sai is like this," or "kusanku sai is supposed to be like that". He is a san-kyu. We are shodans. He doesn't even know the kata. But he is trying to act like he knows more about it than we do. Not to mention he is a pansy. (Ok that isn't really what I'm thinking, but this is a family blog!) The thought of him wearing a black belt makes my skin turn inside out!
Then we taught Barrett the first part of sunsu kata. After we'd gone over it about 10 times with Barrett, sensei and I did the entire kata. While we were teaching Barrett, we discussed the bunkai as well. After class, I went over the rest of my empty hand kata. All in all, we had a good workout. It was nice not to have to rush home to watch Heroes.
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