I’ll never understand people. Never, not till I live to be a hundred and ten.
Today I just had my first hate mail sent to this blog. The spam catcher got it but I check the spam as sometimes it can be over zealous, and I was a bit shocked.
I won’t bother saying what they said, but it’s clearly by some mindless juvenile, who is probably doing the same to everyone he/she can find. The barmiest thing is they gave a link to their blog to prove how much better it was…Obviously no intelligence whatsoever; or wanting to pick a fight.
I hit that most useful of buttons: delete.
But it’s left me baffled about people again. It takes effort to bother sending mail of any sort so why send hate mail? It seems utterly counter-intuitive to me.
It goes back to the idea I wrote about in Love and Hate: love and hate are not opposites at all. I suppose I should be flattered that he/she bothered, but I’m not. I’m saddened and a little irritated.