Amusement du jour

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This morning, someone responded to my diatribe about noisy kids in restaurants with a nasty, anonymous comment, the standard insult fare.

I can't help but be amused at my reaction to same: "Hate mail?! Coool!!!" To me, hate mail just means I've hit a nerve.

Living with theferrett and reading some of the vicious invectives hurled at him over the years has, to a degree, inured me to the damage that such comments are intended to inflict.

But a lot of it is the sophomoric content of the comments. They generally amount to: "You're wrong! And you're so stupid you should die! And you're fat, too, so nyah!" That's not an argument; that's throwing plastic toys in the sandbox. You think telling me I'm ugly because I'm fat is going to hurt me, coming from someone who hasn't managed a cogent counter-argument and who is too chickenhearted to sign a name?

Dude, it's the pen that is mightier than the sword. Not a crayon.

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Berlin. I already did.