Journal: Bad Behaviour

Good writers revise, revise, revise. Slashdot posters rarely do, and I'm no exception. The result is more conversational, and sometimes a little raw. I'm not saying this is a bad thing, it's just the way it is.

But recently, I took ad hominem improvisation to a new level. Three sheets to the wind, I cut loose with a vitriolic slur that I'm quite ashamed of. There was no provocation. In fact, I really don't know what motivated me to write this tripe. All I know is that the next day I woke up feeling terrible, and it wasn't just the hangover.

I still feel terrible. I'm going to stop using this account. Even though it's just a pseudonym, there's a real person behind it. A person who doesn't want to have any association with my recent comments. I may submit a series of banal posts, just to push this rubbish off my info screen.

I'm not going to hide behind any more pseudonyms. I'm never going to post anything anywhere drunk. I'm going to restrict my public posting to newsgroups where I may be able to offer helpful advice. I'm going to lay off petty political imbroglios. Life is short; and after all is said and done, all any of us really want is to be happy. That's my goal, and I don't want to stand in the way of anyone else's pursuit of the same.