I had one of my posts "pulled for review" tonight, and I honestly don't understand. I don't believe I was rude, overly obnoxious, or vulgar. True, I may not have expressed a popular opinion on the subject (at hand), but it [I]was[/I] just that... my opinion. One of the great things about this world, is the fact that we [I]do[/I] all have various opinions and viewpoints. We come from a vast array of lifestyles, communities, even countries. We are bound to view things differently. ...
sheesh.. everyone is leaving faster than rats from a sinking ship. Besides Jules, and neph, Gooddog, A Hope, even Sensay is talking about leaving. People calling each other names. It's a sad sad day. I had to 'rejoin' so I could post something for Jules, but I see now that she's left officially. I don't see any point in staying, not when so many of the people I truly enjoy, have left, in anger or sadness. I've looked around all week, wondering where to 'hang out', how ...
[FONT=Microsoft Sans Serif][SIZE=3]I am constantly amazed by people. Not only the ‘icky’ ones that are narrow minded or rude (or whatever!) but by the generosity, kindness, and real true caring that comes from the heart. This forum has it in spades. Every time I turn around, someone is offering to give something. Be it; a spare atty, a mod, or even information… and they do it all without asking, without expecting something in return.[/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Microsoft Sans Serif][SIZE=3]It ...
I spent quite a bit of time yesterday, just trolling the forum. Had to rest, so I needed to keep my mind occupied. After a while I couldn't find any more of my 'subscribed threads' to read; my computer mouse was acting screwy, so answering questions was driving me a little batty; and so I peeked around the Supplier forums. I found several people I chat with, that was nice :) and made a couple comments here and there. A bit later I found the ugly posts. You know the ones... ...
Living with a disability is not easy. Many of us here know that. Be it something people can see (crutches, wheelchair, a body part that looks different) or something that is “invisible”. I have both. On the days when I need my cane, my back brace, my ankle brace, whatever, I tend to stay home. I have a handicap sticker, and I usually try and park in the handicap spot (because I know I’ll probably be thankful later). Most times when I get out of my car, I look just as able as the next ...