Man, here we are in a Brave New World. Even I have my own, personal stalker, a one-trick pony. I wanted a pony, but didn't get one but I got a virtual one, and I really don't like horses. The internal combustion engine, while it contributes to bad air, is much more reliable than the horse, which I do not trust. I've been thrown from one, and once is enough. I can't even look at a horse. I will vomit.
But this is not a diary about horses, it is a diary about people.
Follow me over the fold for some background...
I want everyone to go and look at This Diary.
I got called out in another diary for being a professional composer. Not Marxist enough:
Because I want my royalties on my published stuff. I am a horrible capitalist.
This diary, however is really about gchaucer2. How she was horribly bashed for expressing her opinion. How her diary was horribly trolled. How a wonderful woman, and member of our community was horribly, brutally, told to hold her tongue. Of course! She's a woman!
I don't always agree with gc2, but she's my friend. We don't have any business running her off here, and a lot of people thought that was a fun thing to do.
This place, for what it is worth, is a community. Or, I thought it was.