"I Am Not Mother Teresa"
I am not now, nor have I ever been Mother Teresa.
Let's get that out of the way.
Maybe just a semi-saint.
I've written almost a hundred stories, articles, essays,
commentaries, and an occasional conniption, in the past few months.
I didn't know I had so many opinions,
and I didn't know how many people get mad at opinions
that don't agree with their own!
Our research staff has discovered that 98% of my stuff is
humorous, informative, or entertaining in some way.
Or at least harmlessly dumb.
Then why all the angry mail?
I think it's because I've never tried to kiss the mass butt.
I think, too, that the 2% of the readers that disagree with me are the loudest.
I'd like to invite them to my house to talk it over,
if they can find out where I live.
These people post hate mail and obscene language
on public message boards, whether provoked or not.
Their enemies are mostly in their heads.
(I once had a dog with psychosomatic fleas.)
They dare us not to be Southern, or Northern,
or Christian, conservative, rich, poor or born on a farm.
They often challenge our Countrifiedness,
and they are under the impression that everybody
is going to agree with their ravings.
When nobody does, it makes them worse.
Since I am a possible semi-saint,
you can rely on all my future writings to be semi-nice.
I shalt not rant.
I will think of my detractors as "misled".
Or maybe just nuts.
Copyright © April 10, 2001 by Jack Blanchard. All Rights Reserved.
