I've been wanting to quit online commenting. For reasons unknown to me, the gods have cursed me with a way of putting words together that attracts people's attention. Not always, but much of the time. However, a verbal gladiator is not how I imagine myself to be. I imagine myself as a devotee, a devotee steeped in the knowledge, lore, rituals, and theology of my particular deity, and in that sense, purehearted; maybe someday a priestess.
There are issues and people for which there are few good advocates. Would-be advocates that I've seen online often fall short in their ability to articulate an argument. Or, alternatively, they are intimidated by the moral climate created by their adversaries. I don't think I generally have these problems.
Some nationally-known writers were gracious enough to take notice of my writing. I guess they also cursed me and mocked me among each other as well when I argued hard. Yet, they still took notice of what I said. Nonetheless, this isn't necessarily good. To be noticed is, in a very small way, to take your place in this world. Someone whose opinion matters! And what could be more obstructive to a spiritual life than that?
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