Imagine, if you will, a community where all the doors are not only unlocked but left wide open, welcoming visitors. You are invited to step inside, take your shoes off and make yourself comfortable. Perhaps you have tea or coffee, or a martini. You share, listen, explore, question, relate and reflect with the residents. You leave a smile, a hug, a word or a song. And you visit the next house on the block.
That's how I picture the AOL Journals community. We created this.
Now imagine a local news editor visiting, looking for anything to feed the outside world, exposing our community. Giving us recognition. Putting us on the map. Showing others what is possible. Nice thought right?
It all depends on where that expose is posted. Those unfamiliar with the unspoken, unwritten guidelines of this community stampede through the streets, tossing eggs at our homes, tramping through the halls and into our bedrooms telling us to quit our bitching or go screw ourselves. They eat our food, shit in our toilets and rest on our couches before they wipe their filthy shoes on our carpets as they trip out the front door...never to be seen again.
What's the purpose? There is none. Some people are bored and angry. And maybe a little uptight. Still, no excuse. We all have our moments. But I have the courtesy to at least flush!
Sharing opinions, thoughts, feelings, ideas and such are welcome here. But I expect a certain level of respect for me, my journal, and our community. Only because I hold myself to these standards. No one is exempt.
Flyby comments suck!
So, to those who just can't control your behavior: If you can't resist brainbarf in the comments section of J2P - or at least form an articulate statement - I respectfully ask that you GET OUTTA MY SPACE.
This has been a public journals announcement from Freeepeace, brought to you by the power of love and respect - and a dash of humor.
All flyby comments subject to IBD.