An Apology, Paranoia, and An Attitude

Posted on December 15, 2002 in Anxiety

Ann Salisbury, who I deliberately did not name because I did hold out the possibility that I could be wrong and I don’t like starting false rumors, says that she’s replied to my messages. I’m inclined to believe her because when we met at the Meetup, among her first words were an apology for not responding. I was wrong, Ann. I am sorry.

Ann: I believe you’re a person of enough tenderness to read my history and understand the training that went into my particular kind of paranoia. It’s not an excuse, just an explanation. I am truly sorry. I don’t know what happened to your email messages, except that they very likely got routed through my filters as spam. You’re not the first person to whom this has happened. I’m glad that, at least, I showed the wisdom of not singling you out for a blog war over this. Your response shows me that your worst fault is sluggishness and that’s no reason to end a friendship in my book. I hope you will understand how it probably happened at my end and forgive me, too.

Someday, for my friends, I should publish a list of taboo woods that my spam filter regards as suspect so they can go around it without such problems.

To the stupid jerks who I mentioned in my blog article: You may well chortle “See. What an ass. He’s apologized again. He always loses it.” No, the asses are people like you who won’t apologize for the crap you pulled. You lost your integrity long ago and you never bothered to find it again. I pity you.

Yeah, I got an attitude.