I Swear Because I Care, Part 2: Reader Responses
|"Stop writing and walk me." |
You have no idea
of the ear-splitting dog blather that
surged in the background
while I wrote this blog.
I will not tell you
what I think of
He started this whole thing anyway.
Response 1. I disagree: God IS funny. [...] God does not equal church. Church does not equal God.
She's a minister; she spends every day all day trying to understand God and helping others to do the same. So she should know. I added back in one sentence I had taken out of the end of yesterday's blog: "Within the disbelief lies the seed of belief."
Response 2. "😊"
I love Barbara. (Did you know that even emojis can be italicized? I did not! Today's surprise!)
Response 3. "I'm laughing. But literary license: I never mentioned my house cleaner."
I know, I know. But I know. I hate cleaning. I want a housecleaner, too.
Reponse 4 (and I paraphrase). I don't care what the topic is. Just keep writing, and for God's sake, be funny. Speaking of which, I don't care if you do or do not write about God. Why do people care? Answer: Because of their own #$#$. The entire universe is available for comic review. Every little thing.
Ok fine. I hear you. I'll stop listening to people. Including you, smart @ss. Why do some writers feel that they need their readers' permission to address topics? See therapist.
Response 5. You're an atheist?
See #1, #4.
Response 6-49: They haven't written back. They're too busy.
You think they read this stuff every day? Come on. Actually, they've unsubscribed. They were too insulted that 1) I wrote about god, 2) I wrote about housecleaning, 3) I wrote about saxophones, 4) I had typos and used multiple exclamation marks, and 5) I swore too much.
All the same reasons that they subscribed in the first place.