Have you ever felt moved to say something not because you're angry but because you can't believe the ridiculousness of what you're seeing? I felt that way today.
A friend of mine sent me a message informing me she'd ran across some website that's sole purpose is to bash others and I was a topic there. I headed over, took a look at it, and decided I didn't care. After telling her as much, I stopped to think it over. Do I really care? No. I stand by it. I do, however, feel as if I should say this:
I have so much work to do all day every day that sometimes I feel defeated in the face of it all, and while some might be quick to lash out over something like this, all I can think is, how sad are these people's lives? Here I am feeling sick to my stomach because I have so much to do I don't know where to start, and these people have nothing. I mean, seriously? If you've taken the time/money to create a website for the purpose of spreading hate and/or you spend all day long on that site spreading hate...I'm wowed. You really have NOTHING else? You can't volunteer at a soup kitchen or go read to critically ill children? Um...how pathetic.