‘Keep the Komments Klean, Please’ (2015)

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Happily, we’re always adding readers to this blog–and, I hope, many of them will want to post comments. For their benefit, here are some of the rules we follow here.

Keep the Komments Klean, Please

It was tremendously liberating, when I realized that I didn’t have to publish comments by trolls, but could simply delete them as soon as I saw them. I don’t want to join the Speech Police, but I will enforce the rules.

It’s so easy, in the social media, for one little drip to pretend he’s several dozen different people as he attacks a Christian blog for not being Far Left Crazy. Note to same: we do see through you, sunshine. Don’t think we don’t.

12 comments on “‘Keep the Komments Klean, Please’ (2015)

  1. Who are you?? LOL-just kidding. I never read any dirty drips on your site, yet, but I know you can delete them. You deleted one of mine awhile back, which was klean but scary, which I deserved, and you were so nice about it. I hope the troll bots don’t keep you too busy.

    1. I’m sorry for thinking I was the only kid on the blog – lol. But yes you did, a few months ago. Glad you’re too busy to remember. I’ll try to find it for you. It was something about fringe dweller not deserving the air they breathe and it could have gotten this blog in trouble, so you did the right thing.

    2. One does get carried away from time to time. That’s why I always read a post aloud to Patty before I publish it–just in case I’ve slipped.

    3. Patty did it??? LMAO – can you hear me laughing from across the bridge? That’s so adorable and the funniest thing i’ve heard all day. I too have my “Jeffrey did it.”

    4. Tut-tut–she didn’t delete anything. I just try to make sure I don’t write things that I will soon regret. Sometimes the emotions get a bit thick.

    5. OK – here’s your pass. I was just having fun I couldn’t resist – I owe you.
      Thanks for taking the time to clarify what’s really none of my business anyway. You don’t deserve “drips.”

    6. It’s not the biggest prank that’s ever been played on me.

      Once upon a time, I went fossil-hunting with my brother and one of our friends. We went to a creek in Colts Neck where we hoped to find belemnites–these little bullet-shaped shells that used to be inside some little squid-like creatures.

      Wading all around the creek, I couldn’t find a single belemnite. But every two minutes or so, the other two guys found another one. “Wahoo! Got a nice one here!”

      I was getting more and more visibly frustrated–and then I found out they were “finding” the same couple of fossils just to make me crazy. The joke was on me, big-time.

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