Prejudice

Well this special blog goes out to Mr. Ichabod. Well I have come to the conclusion that Mr. Ichabod thought (at the time) that he was being very witty and cute with this little blog entry. I myself am a blogger and have random thoughts and concerns and really just off the wall crazy shit that I talk about, but I just can't really put my finger on a time that I wrote about and pretty much labeled a group of people becuase of where they lived and the homes they live in.

See I just can't go with the prejudice bit. I pretty much think that people should be judged by character, personality, actions, not the car they drive or where they live. People tend to continually surprise the shit out of me. I have seen assholes that drive BMWs and I have seen assholes that drive beat up Gremlins. I have seen people be rude in restaurants and stores that may have millions of dollars or non at all. So to me looks and perceptions only tell part of the story.

Anyway, we have an aspiring author in our mists who decided to write this blog about how when he went out to visit a home (as required by his job), he felt like he had turned into the gates of Camelot. The story then continues in his Shrek vs. Camelot way that pretty much tends to label these people who he truly doesn't even know. Mr. Ichabod bad form. I am sure you are thinking maybe I should not have pressed the save button. Now it is too late. You are having the tables turned. The same people plus everyone else that read the entry, think you are an idiot.

But that would not be fair. Again you are someone I don't even know. So, I am going with you really should think before you write such comments. You not only labeled this particular group of people, but you make it sound like you could label anyone. Should I worry if you come to my house or neighborhood. What if I have a nice home or a perhaps I live in a shack. Will I be talked about next? I mean there are nice homes all over the county, matter of fact all over the world. Should we be labeling everyone or did you just get caught up in the dream world of Castles, Knights, Kings and Merry men and try your best to write a little funny ditty about the whole experience. Well I hope that is what it is.

So Mr. Ichabod I think it would be best to just say, hey guys that is not how I meant it. Because I know that I would be hurt if the article had involved me. I have several friends who live in this area and I have never once thought of them this way. It was very unsporting of you. If you are lucky they will just turn the other cheek and say obviously he doesn't know what he is talking about. If you are not then be concerned when you see the pitch forks coming down your road. Good Luck.