Yesterday I posted a bit of a rant that started off seemingly targeted at a particular individual. It was initially inspired by a …discussion… that was had on my personal social media, in which this person was the antagonist, but what I wrote was really an aggregate of words from many conversations over the years. This person, whom I had banished from my personal social media after our initial discussion, found this blog and proceeded to make a number of accusations that I twisted their words, was a terrible person, that my business sucks, and that I think I’m “kung of food things,” and should basically just get over myself because they think so. Well fuck that. This person had exhibited a very egocentric line of thinking, assuming that after many days that I was directly quoting them and HOLY SHIT WAS I A RAT BASTARD FOR WRITING WORDS IN A FUCKING BLOG THAT I OWN. I forgot to put quotes around “writing,” as I am not a writer, I’m just some schmuck who happens to give a shit about food and sharing things about food.
After firing off a reply to said person and sitting smugly in my human nest feeling that strong grip of self-satisfaction take hold I realized that I was wrong. I don’t believe that the words in my retort were wrong, but my intention was not to comfort and educate/inform, it was to “tell that motherfucker what was up.” That is not a compassionate thing to do. I didn’t take into consideration that this person may also be in less than perfect emotional and mental shape, none of us are. I didn’t read the statement, I read words and reacted to them without gleaning the real underlying meaning of the whole of the reaction.
Compassionate living is the goal of most of you reading this, and certainly mine. I think there are more than a few of us out there who sow what we think is a compassionate living while sometimes letting anger control our words and actions. It’s easy to lose control when arguing down anti-vegan talking points, I see it almost every day on forums, in comment threads, etc, and honestly that’s not winning any battles, but we all choose the way we handle those that fight against what we believe in. In this particular case we weren’t arguing over being Vegan anymore, if we ever really were (the original conversation took a path of its own, and not in a good way, through the input of a number of folks), but I had taken things outside of what was acceptable to this other person when I could have easily written what is NOW the revised introduction to yesterday’s post. I did not think about this other person’s feelings, I used them as an example in what is a fairly unknown and anonymous blog, and with my compassion button firmly in the “off” position I had managed to totally fuck up what could have been a salvageable situation. It was regrettable, but it happened and I move on with a slightly better understanding of what should be done when ranting about general subjects.
With all that being said, and although this other individual will most likely not see this post, I offer an apology. Satire/Vulgarity/Whatever is what it is, but crossing the line into personal attack against an underserving individual is not a show of compassion. I will do my best to not drag another private individual into any negative narrative in the future. No guarantee it won’t happen again, as I’m basically a fucking idiot, but I’ll do my best to write, inform, and possibly entertain those that read these digital pages without considering others with compassion and fair treatment. Humans are animals, too. You can’t treat one with compassion and leave out the other. It’s a goddamn fact.
Don’t Eat (Or Type) Like An Asshole,