Personal Piñatas

@postaday 273; #postaday2011.

I am going to suggest that along with reading my profound daily missive, that you read Stanley Fish’s column at today. That’s why I’m keeping this shorter than usual.

I know that some people read my blog because they like it, and I think that means they like me. And I know that some people read my blog because they don’t like me. I know because of some of the comments I get. Because it’s MY blog, I have chosen not to publish nasty comments. Eventually, those with their word weapons go away. Because I am a journalist, it bugs me to NOT let such people air their differences with me. It does. I am all about discussing differences. But then it usually disintegrates in how ugly they say I am. That has nothing to do with my words or ideas, so I draw the line.

Stanley Fish laments meeting those people who become our personal piñatas. He says it is to be avoided. I like his tactics. And, as someone who often feels avoided, it gives me a little tiny attagirl deep inside.

Now to hide in the words of work.

By lavagal

Hawaii Kai wife and mom. Melanoma Stage 3a Cancer survivor. English Language Arts teacher, English Learners Coordinator, and Paraprofessional Tutor. Super sub teacher. Dormant triathlete. Road cyclist and Masters swimmer. Gardener. Mrs. Fixit. Random dancer. Music Curator. A teenager trapped in an aging body. Did you know 60 is the new 40? It is.

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