The way I see it, my website is my home on the web. My Facebook page: also my home – maybe more a “vacation” home if you will, but my space nonetheless.
I invite everyone to come in and visit. Feel free to stay awhile. You’re welcomed to visit any room/page, look at what I consider my art, take a seat, lounge around a bit and even interact with some of my other friends and family I’ve also invited. But, make no mistake, whether it be my actual physical space in California, or my “home” here online, I will not tolerate disrespect.
I don’t care who you ARE or who you THINK you are. In my home, whether it be online or my physical space, everyone is treated exactly the same – with respect and dignity. And trust me, if your argument starts with, “Do you know who I am…” in my world, you’ve already lost the case and my attention.
Don’t get me wrong, you can disagree. You can criticize and argue your point. Discussions and debates are encouraged. And criticism doesn’t bother me at all. For those of you who don’t actually know me, I’ve been a performer my whole life – criticism comes with the territory. But being mean and crass just doesn’t fly here on my website or any place I call home.
A lack of manners or lack of etiquette will get you deleted from my space. If you don’t like what you see or WHO you see here, then by all means, either keep your mouth shut, or simply click away. Yes, I have friends of all colors, ethnicity and backgrounds. My friends are wealthy, poor, celebrity and not, some wanna-be’s, some gay, some straight, some democrats, republicans and whole bunch in-between. I am the luckiest person I know to have such wealth and abundance of friends. My goodness I can’t even believe I’m admitting this, but I even have some friends who just don’t vote! But my friends are my friends and I am fierce and loyal and I will not tolerate any disrespect towards them in any of my homes either.
There’s something to that old adage: “If you don’t have something nice to say, don’t say anything at all.” But, if you feel the burning desire to share because you disagree with something I’ve said or something someone else has said, then I suggest you watch your tone. How you say something is just as important as WHAT you say. Make your argument but beware manners, etiquette and tone are paramount to being heard. And they are the only way in my home that you will be allowed to state your case.
I have no problem using my delete/block or erase button (and by the way, neither should you). People who actually know me will tell you that I’d just as easily kick you out of my physical space too. I may look and sound real sweet, but understand my TONE right now: I wouldn’t need anyone else’s help to kick your ass to the curb. Trust me.
My house, my rules.
11 thoughts on “Simple: My House My Rules”
Oh how I can relate Carmen! A blogger friend had to close her blog down because of comment attacks! Now I’ve got 4 messages aimed at her in my moderation queue, which I assume were sent to me since they can’t find her anymore. How rude is that?!?! But as much as I’d like to give them a good tongue lashing, I realize that I’d have to first acknowledge them by approving their comments – which I absolutely will not do! 😕
That is WAY rude! Thank goodness for the DELETE button, right?
Some people…I tell ya….need to take a chill pill!
Hello Carmen, a well phrased mini-rant of quality. Having been on the burning end of bile spewed by others in both the real and virtual worlds, you have it spot on, IMHO.
“…mini-rant of quality.” Love that! Ha!
Amen! Very well said my friend and I agree with you wholeheartedly. You can visit my houses/webpages any day my friend :o)
Awe..thanks! And of course you know, you’re always welcomed here. Especially because you write such beautiful ART – love your sweet and timely poetry my friend!
Thank you Carmen, you’ve made my night!
Aaah. I wondered what triggered your post. FB huh? Too bad the people who really need to read this won’t. I don’t think you have too much to worry about though – I think you tend to attract the right crowd. Meaning: those who are opened minded enough, intelligent enough, and mature enough to know that people have varying opinions on almost any topic you’d care to mention.
I get livid when someone points a snarky comment at someone I care about. But it’s funny – I usually miss it when someone point-blank takes a stab at me. Usually I think they’re joking so it’s a bit of a shock when I realize they’re not. But then – most people don’t have enough power to really harm. Only those who are closest to me. I suspect the same holds true for you. It must – considering you’ve been in the entertainment industry. There, you either grow a fairly thick skin or you find something else to do. 🙂
You know Wolfie, I can totally understand not getting it when someone point-blank takes a stab at you. I actually had the experience the other day that someone did a back-handed compliment kinda thing. At first, I thought he was being so nice and then I realized he was basically trashing me — DELETE. Two in one week. I’m on fire! Ha!
Actually, I don’t know why, but I just have no patience anymore for much of anything at all, be really stupidity in general just rubs me the wrong way. I can’t stand liars, or game players — people who like to toy with you. It’s just so…I don’t know high-school. But yes, my limit, where I really blow my top is when someone treats someone I care about badly — I truly can’t contain myself when that happens. And I think that’s how it should be. Protect the ones you love, right?
Thanks for always stopping by beautiful!
Carm, I agree with you 100%. I’ve had to scold, delete, and/or block ill-mannered individuals on various occasions due to inappropriate and disrespectful behavior. And yes, one’s blog, website, FB pages, etc; are ALL 21 century representations of your (digital) house.
As my momma use to say, it’s my house, my rules, I’m the momma. If don’t like it, get the f*ck out and get your own place. 🙂
Exactly! I wish I was mean enough to post the email I got from someone trashing one of my FB friends — but I just couldn’t do it. Instead, I just DELETED, then BLOCKED and wrote this. Aaah, and I feel so much better. Thanks Terry. Oh, and thanks for stopping by my “other” home! 🙂
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