July 4, 2007
Now, I'm old enough and ugly enough to take a few hits.
But that's not necessarily the case for others.
Old Daggers (remember him?) and I just went and fetched some scalding coffees for the team - because we're nice like that - and, on the way, discussed the implications of what might - and for all I know it may well have happened - last night.
Imagine, say, you're living in a country away from your family and your blog is a way they can stay in touch. Then you get ill. Really ill. You don't want to worry them but you do want to talk about it. You write a private post. It's your chance to search your own feelings and discuss it.
And then your mother rings to ask why you haven't told her about the cancer.
Your relationship is faltering - and there's been quite a few here, and not all them mine, either - and so, again, in private posts you talk it through, take or ignore the advice given, and ultimately make whatever decision it is you're going to make.
And then comes the phone call from your other half asking why the fuck you're discussing this with others.
I'm thinking of some of the people I have the most regular discourse with on here.
Pretty much all of us at one time or another has had something private to say that we didn't want everyone to see, whether it was because you simply didn't think it was other people's business, that you didn't want to hurt someone, or that you just wanted a sounding board from people you'd become to trust.
And then BCUK accidentally slips the bolts on the stable doors and slaps the horses on the arse.
It may well have been a software glitch, but it's a bloody disgraceful glitch and a complete breach of trust, programming bug or not.
I've read a few comments from people, like Paddy, saying an apology's enough.
I'm not so sure that it is, frankly.
Your thoughts?













04/07/07 @ 11:26