IS IT JUST ME?

Yes there is alot of meanness - on occassion I have as well - usually though via humor and rarely do I mean to be mean - any way - I have left for months at times because to be honest I got sick of how some people act and how cruel and condensending they act towards others and me as well.

But I kind of look at it like the classroom bully - and I do tend to stay away from the political stuff so I can't really tell if "meanness" increases during elections or not. I think there are just some people that have difficulty being nice.

I will sometimes send a personal message to some one if I feel they are being bullied to let them know they are ok and that person is just an a$$ - even in some cases when I do not agree with what they are saying - sort of some emotional support so they don't feel as if they are being picked on.

Melodrama? Oops...didn't realize it is time for the soaps, 'As The Stomach Turns'.

The majority seem to be nice and decent people doing their very best to help. This does not mean I always agree with what was being said.

I avoid the political questions. First of all I know too little about American politics to mix into a discussion. Second of all if you are not a 100% democrat you are bullied. 99,99% is not enough.

Religion one has to avoid too. The majority of the ones who a not believers really are arrogant towards to ones who are.

The nastyness seem to be common within any forum now a days. It is so easy - nobody knows you so there is no need for politness.
Why use a foul language? Do you really think you are a stronger person because of that?

Then we have the ones who name the ones they do not like, have on ignore, think are idiots. It is such a awful attitude. I would even call it the start of mobbing.

Lack of humour. Lack of fun I would say. Humour can sometimes be difficult to write as it often is a question of a split second in a certain situation. It is often also depending on your facial expression which contradicts what you are saying. That cannot come out at all in writing.

There are a few I like to see what they say. Partly because I think it is good, have common sence, is fun or something in that direction. Others I like to read too. I want to know when their limit of nastyness, arrogance, meanness or plain stupidity has been reached.

"Where's my Kepper?", you ask? Do you think I'm so dementia bound that I can't find my bra? What prevents your keeper butt and penis to flop? I assume @ABE5177 is a man.

BBB

wow but you are being a meany today.

PS BBB. My take on this is that many people, (perhaps most) misread and misinterpret posts of others. When your son just started on the line, he was being chided for something that I would be proud of. When you read the chiders posts, you can see the tone both ways

1as a mean spirited whine

2as a reminder of how A2K is run

I was sorry to see that he left nd, IMHO , was more or less , he didnt desrve the host of **** he got.

I read the posts after I got back from my gas field assignment and couldnt have done anything anyway. He and I have communicated by PM since and Id like to see him back on the line.

Good one, BBB!

Oh, quit trying to seduce me with your blabber you hard-up dingdong!

BBB

This here's for Aunt Bee . . .

You have no idea how mean I can be. You also don't know how many men have loved me. I've outlived all of them except one. I had a good taste in men. They were smart to love me. At 82, I still have men friends. They say they like my company. The ones that I like the most are the ones who help me keep my home and yards in good condition. That's not being mean, that's just being friendly. My doggies love me, too. The Madison male is the smartest while the Dolly female is the sexist. Smart and Sexy. Dolly humps Madison every day. He's smart enough to like it. My man friends get all excited when Dolly does it to Madison. They look at me, grinning, disappointed that I'm not a humper allower. I like to eat a banana in the morning. I gaze it's shape and I remember the men who have loved me.

The only men who didn't love me were the two men who raped me when I was 4, the man who stabbed me when I was walking home from school, the man who held a gun to me when he was robbing our office, the man who threw me down an embankment when he robbed me on a street, and the worst, the big male dog that killed my little first Dolly dog. I was so mean that I didn't let them make me scared and weak. Watch out woman-beaters, I'm to mean for all of you.

Sigh. BBB

P.S. No people under 18 can read this or I get really mad.

Wish I could give you more than just one thumbs-up on that post, BBB.

you are one tuff mama, dayum. Sometimes though, a banana is only a cavendish .

BBB, have you ever considered starting an ongoing thread, reminiscing about things that happened at various times in your life?
Things you've done, people you've known, your union activities, etc ....
I for one would be very interested to read it!

Ive been thinking about your men friends. You better watch it and use protection cause you dont wanna get knocked up and have to go to your kids HS graduation when your almost 100.

....now you tell me

or if there were, that woud not matter

I've done an amazing amount of good projects during my life and have been determined and lucky, but I thought people would get bored with such stories.. There are so many and I don't think my poor brain would be able to tell about them all. I've been trying to do more posting in my own words lately to try to keep my brain working. Hope it doesn't fail me. It's taking me a lot longer to write than I did before my dementia began, even if it is very mild, because my mind's thinking always worked so fast. Not so fast now. I will see if I feel up to do it even if it bores people.

BBB

Don't worry, I had to have an my uterus removed when I was 46. So sex was worry-free---and more fun.

BBB

I'm so innocent that I had to look up to find out what a cavendish was. I blushed but laughed.

Dare I tell you a secret about the great love of my life? I hope he won't mind if I tell you a secret if you promise not to tell anyone else. PROMISE? He and I called his penis by the name of the film man with heroic daydreams, Walter Mitty. (Blush, blush, blush.) Mitty was wonderfully played by Danny Kaye.

BBB

Good idea, BBB and Msolga.