I opened a comment a week ago and threw many years of journalistic training out the window.
It wasn’t spam and it wasn’t anonymous, but I deleted it.
I deleted the post it was about.
I deleted the email notifying me of the comment.
And now I am in the uncomfortable position of explaining my actions, or deciding if they need explained.
That little tidbit was a personal attack. The post it responded to was personal. And while the experience hurt, it helped me realize there are some things I’m just not into debating in public. Which means I probably shouldn’t be posting them either.
I can scrap with the best of them about things that are not dear to me. I can scrap about the things that really matter, if there’s a good reason to. But I won’t turn it into entertainment.
That’s not my style.
And that’s all I’m gonna say.