I have enough problems without having some idiot decide I'm going to be the one to make his or her day, so they can vent like a clothes dryer. Don't these people know we already have a problem with global warming and the last thing this planet needs is their hot air? I don't want to get all steamed up, unless I'm in the shower, but last week a neighbor came to me in a huff and said he wanted to scream at me about my dog. Nothing like a good scream to let out the emotions, so you can reach a state of peace and tranquility. I was wondering what my 15 year old dog that sleeps all day could have possible done, so I asked him to explain. The first thing he said was an accusation that I let my dog run wild around the neighborhood. Then he told me my dog was leaving large deposits of unwanted fertilizer on his yard. He seemed about ready to blow his top. I asked him, 'What color is my dog?' This simple question seemed to stun him, but then he said, 'It's a mangy dark brown.' I looked at him and said, 'My dog is white, would you like to see her?' Now you'd think he'd apologize, but not this moron. He said, 'Well, you keep your dog off my lawn' and started to walk away. I said, 'Wait a minute. You come here and make a false accusation against me, then threaten me. What type of person are you?' He said, You'd better watch your mouth.' I defiantly said, 'No. I asked you a question and I want an answer.' He was seething and clinched his fist and I said in a low voice, 'I'd rather have dog poop on my lawn than garbage like you. Now get of property.' He told me to F off and walked away. I later found out he had also accused other neighbors of the same thing.
Now that little altercation ruffled my feathers, but it was of no consequence. The real shame of it all was that he could not admit he had made a mistake and instead of apologizing used intimidation. To find out he couldn't intimidate me left him three choices. He could apologize, attack me, or hurl an insult. At least he had the sanity not to attack me. I've met many other people in my life that would hurl an unfounded accusation at me and then have too much something to not admit they were wrong or offer some kind of apology. I don't call it pride, because pride is something positive or egoistic. This type of behavior is simply dumb and exposes a shallowness of character. This incident made me think of something that happened at the Amtrak station in Denver, Colorado in 1989. There was a small dog loose in the station. A woman came up to me and with a voice filled with disgust said, 'Why are you letting your dog run loose it the station?' I looked at her and with a smile said, 'I thought it was your dog because it looks just like you.' She was red in the face angry and stomped away. I thought my wife was going to roll on the floor from laughing so hard. Today, I would not have said anything so sarcastic, but at age 38, I did not have much tact.
I'm also finding this, 'I can't admit I've made a mistake' type of shallow logic on Gather. Those that know me know I like to joke. However, one person took offense to me joking with another person and wrote me a very offensive private letter that claimed my comments were subversive like those of a Nazi making fun of our war effort during WW2. I read this and my first reaction was, 'Is this dude drunk or on drugs?' The comment had nothing to do with war or WW2 in any way. It was about dandelions. I never heard of subversives using dandelions to help the Nazi during WW2, but I could be wrong, and if I am, I hope they will put this in our public school textbooks with pictures of dandelions. Maybe Geraldo could do a special report about dandelion subversives in WW2, but then I might see footage of my grandfather pulling out dandelions and feel family shame. He always seemed patriotic to me, but I could be wrong. The person this man defended against my 'Nazi' dandelion comments wrote him telling him she liked my joking with her. It's no secret she does, since she has published articles defending me about these jokes and used these jokes to zing me. I guess this man wants a job with Carl Rove, since it is obvious he has no intentions of apologizing for the shallow mean spirited words. Why do I feel like John McCain in the South Carolina primary of 2000? I'm not out to offend anyone, but I do say my feelings honesty and openly. I don't mind if someone disagrees with me, but to use baiting illogic or making personal attacks against my character is something I feel to be juvenile. It says a lot about the shallowness of character of the person making such an attack. I just gave you one example. There are three other such attack letters in my Gather inbox (I‘ve saved) from a so called good Christian lady, a married couple who suffer from a disability and a woman who probably goes to train stations looking for stray dogs. I don't hate these people.
This leads me to my last paragraph of this rant. This is only directed at those who seem not to understand the meaning of the word justice. I'm talking about those who take sides and decide to hate, or try to be punitive to someone they don't know just because a friend of theirs has a beef with a certain person. I guess the term innocent until proven guilty does not apply to those of such junior high school type thinking. Don't we have enough political clap-trap logic by those twisting the words to cause a false impression in our media? Maybe these people are just being copy cats and feel so much anger towards a certain person that they are willing to stoop into the gutter and twist another person's words to give a false impression. Their goal is to hurt that person and to persuade others to join him or her in their dislike or hatred of that person. I don't know about you, but my moral and Christian values tell me this is shameful, sinful, deplorable, disgusting and abhorrent. Excuse me, especially Lynn A, for not putting these words in alphabetical order. (Lynn A is a good friend and that was a joke). If I have a beef with someone, I keep it private. I don't write or run around like I've dropped a load in my Depends and want every Tom, Dick and Harry to share the foul aroma of my defecation. I don't name names and I don't take sides. The problem you have with another person is your problem. I don't want to go into the outhouse with you, even if you let me squeeze the Charmin. I'm a turkey. I know it. If you're going to carve me up, please do so privately. One last thing has to do with critiques. I welcome them, but if I don't accept or agree with your advice, don't take it personally. I don't expect people to always agree with my critiques. I deeply feel a person should have the freedom of choice in their own decisions what to accept, ponder or reject without having to feel they are being pushed into acceptance. Different strokes for different folks. Please respect this and don't let your ego make you think I or others are showing affront to you. To end, I'll just say freedom of thought or expression is very important. Please do not let others control how you think or how you think about others. Stand on your own two feet and trust yourself. Give thanks to God with the spirit of forgiveness, instead of that of self importance and hatred towards others, especially hatred not of your, but another person’s making.


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Coyotes Remember
The dog story is hilarious... even if the guy did insult you - he had to know on some level what an a** he had just made of himself. What an idiot!
One evening he came to my door, wanting to know why I didn't call about the dog that lives down the street and is always out? (and ALWAYS stayed in her yard)
I told him the dog down the street wasn't trying to break through my sliding glass doors. He went Ballistic! Among other things he called me, he told me I was too fat to walk down the street. I was like huh?
I was thankful the day this abusive man moved.
Now a wonderful family lives there.
And flit, I don't think William's guy knows what an idiot he showed himself to be.
All he knows is that he is Right.
I'm perplexed by your final rant. Everytime I read these, I wonder, "Gee,is it me?" "Did I do something wrong?"
We were talking a few days ago about how things can be taken wrong in an online setting as there is no tone of voice or facial expression to give clues about what you are saying.
ou crack me up. Keep your dog outta my yard!!!!
you had to deal with that ba&^%rd... try to have a great day...
see ya later... i think i found a really pretty flying cow for the
theme park...
On Labor Day we had my daughter and granddaughter here for a fry out. The dogs barked for a few seconds when they first arrived and then calmed down. We'd been outside about an hour and the dogs had been quiet for about 59 minutes and 57 seconds, when a police officer showed up by our backyard fence in answer to a complaint about barking dogs. He mentioned that he had been walking around to the backyard and hadn't heard any barking and that they weren't currently barking. He agreed that a few seconds of barking does not constitute incessant barking.
However we have not felt like we can even have to dogs outside anymore. If they even start to bark the neighbor starts ranting and raving and threatening to call the cops. It's created a very stressful situation and we have refused to even talk to him because we're afraid that anything we say is just going to make him angrier.
I've "offended" a couple of people on gather and I'm not sure what it was that I did. I know one thing that if I had been drinking coffee somewhere with them.
When I talk I smile a bit, my eyes join in the conversation ...and when I see a sign of offence or anger in the other's eyes I would immediately set the matter right.
On line you can't do that. The offence not given remains an offence taken...for all eternity.
Hope you feel better!
For a while we had a commercial on TV (touting a brand of coffee) about a lady who rings the doorbell of some guy and rants and raves at him for parking his #*z^ car in her parking space. He lets her continue till she runs out of breath. Then he says, in a very sexy-sounding Italian accent, "I don't have a car."
Fade out to them having a cuppa together...
Jerks come and go, Great minds (think William and Elsie having dandelion wine together, correction: Elsie having dandelion wine and William elderberry wine) ignore them, laughing all the while... about ...?
When we are small, we love to read moral stories and in the complexities of our lives we forget to continue those lessons practically.Your rant has brought many expressions in my writings as still I am very incompetent in expressing the most inner wounded feelings.
Till date I share my sadness to my father first.
Now I have to plan some sort of revenge. I think I will have Marge lock you in her secret chamber. Elsie can sprinkle goldenrod outside the doors to prevent your escape. Plus we will know you are still there by your constant sneezing.
Do you wear a large black dress, a long black pointed hat, do you have loooong finger nails, does your chin curl up to touch your nose and do you mumble "bubble bubble toil and trouble" as you ride on a broom. If yes, them you just may be one of the people that I'm talking about.
I'm e-mailing you a South African ostrich so that no one need hunt you down for thanksgiving. Why don't you invite your neighbour over. An ostrich is like a 100 turkeys. All the best.
He said my little 5 year old playing with a Tonka truck just pretending to be a dump truck driver, just like his grandpa, was stopping up his drain ditch, he grabbed a 2x4 and was going to hit my son and then, I threatened him myself. But my husband came out of the house, after turning his cheek for the third time, when the man hit him. He took his fist and knocked the man all the way across his own yard.
I'd like to report I just successfully finished signing up. And even better, our insurance costs hardly went up at all!! Medical coverage went up $1.52 a month, so not bad. Of course, since we are for sale, those rates may not last under the new owners.
Reminds me of when the neighbors came down to threaten because our dog ripped up their garbage. Our dog doesn't even rip up OUR garbage.
Then it was keep our dog home because their dogs were purebred and they didn't want our mutt ruining the future puppies. Our dog stays in our yard and their dogs are always here.
Then it was something else about our dog - and then their goat came down and munched his way through half our garden!!!!
Good fences make good neighbors maybe!!
I can relate, as the accusations of plagiarism and censorship running amok here since Veteran's Day, got my blood boiling to the point of putting on my long black dress, pointy hat and broom...hehehe
Looking at my 1950's Dictionary I looked up plagiarism to find its root meaning to be defined as 'entwined' - hmmmm? Even better though was censor, the root comes from tax, but the definition is perfect for your rant... A censor is one who is addicted to perpetual fault-finding...
;)
Enjoy your friends and snub those who try to attack you William becuase they want attention and to raise your feathers. Some people really need to get a life.
Blessings
I have seen your comments full of humor and never find them offensive ...
your neighbour defenetily needs some ettiquites ..or I sure he will be complaining of broken ribs some day .... I am particularly intolerant of people who indulge in false accusation.. next time he try coming to your house with his foul mouth better let your dog deal with him:-) ..I have done that once ..:-)
P.S. You commented that you collect garbage and are very generous with it. Want mine too? (LOL That's a joke!)
ROFL
ok, now that I got that out of the way. I loved the rant, and I don't blame you a bit. It is hard to tell if somebody is serious or not online to a point, but if somebody is taking that article as a diatribe against Elsie, they are nuts. I grew up in a family that if they weren't picking on you, they didn't like you. You seem to make sure you aren't going to hit a soft spot with somebody, and go on. There is nothing wrong with that. Be cool and have a happy Thanksgiving. Didn't you put in to be the turkey the President pardoned? Maybe I can pull some strings and have you switched for that turkey, so you don't have to worry about it!
you have a rant it helps me get my frustrations out....but wait!! I
don't have any hmmmm. When you were talking about turkeys I
wanted to call you a TurkDucken because you like turkeys, ducks I
think you like chickens too. I am sorry some people have to be so
ignorant William. One time I had a problem with this guy that had
a huge dog and he would let him leave 'lincoln logs' on the front
lawn. I went out with rubber gloves on and put those 'lincoln logs'
in a paper bag. Late that night when I knew everyone had gone
to bed I went and stuck that bag in his mailbox! Now this guy was
letting his dog leave 'lincoln logs' on everyone else's lawns and I
wasn't the only one that did that! There were more bags in there
when I put mine in that mailbox! After that no more 'lincoln logs'
Chucke Cheese's/Windows Movie Maker fun
Glowing g
I HAVE NOT BEEN CHASING WILLIAM WITH ANY KNIVES, FOLKS!!
A fine rant, and well ranted.
However, you're dead wrong . . . it's pride alright.
Barbara B supplies them
With an Elvis song
She puts them in
A brown paper sack
It's a gift idea
That you don't want back
i have a wonderful flying cow for you... let's see if i can get it
to come out for you... here goes...
sorry, William... darn cow won't move... maybe later...
sauce....ha ha works EVERY time!!!!
so .........get the knife while she is still here, looking for that thanksgiving turkey!!!
....looking through some of the comments, I must say I feel a little clueless, like I've walked in AFTER the best punchline ever. lol, you guys are great.
make him a real nice hat outta aluminum foil...I think the Gamma Rays from the aliens on planet Glurb are messin' with his mind!
too bad he didn't take a sock at you! then ya coulda sued him because you woulda dropped to the pavement and moaned that 'you'll never play the ukulele agin!' Yeah,I know you're takin' a dive...do it for your piece of mind, do it for your dog,after all her reputation was maligned! ok ,then do it for the neighborhood! see ...the settlement will include his house! you'll be rid of him and his ilk!
oh...but your manly pride prevented that....
How about gettin the Flying Cows to barn storm his place and pepper his car with those Paint Peelin' Patties!?
Hoping for a peaceful Thanksgiving for you and your family,William!
Yikes! I guess every generation requires their own grammatical identity!
At least it isn't a vulgar word....crazy dad dee-o!
Actually, and I don't say this to sound macho, I am afraid my jungle training from the US Army would be instinctual and I could hurt someone. I am very strong. I used to do over 1,000 weight lifts a week at the gym in my 30's. Twice, since getting out of the Army I have been attacked. In both cases, the men were on the floor moaning in less than a minute. The last thing I want to do is fight. I would rather walk away and be called a coward than fight. I'm not in good health and I'm getting old and slow. It's been 20 years since the last time I had to defend myself. I never ever want to fight again.
hemmorrhoids maybe...?
Be sure and take off that tracking device before you jump in the oven!
LOL!!
On Thanksgiving we're having our GOOD neighbors over for dessert...... the bad neighbors can just suffer!
The positive is you have kept your humor.