Dear My Bossier Commenters:
I have made the statement in blog posts previously, and will make it again – the commenters give My Bossier whatever amount of success it enjoys. The purpose of my blog posts, generally, is to start conversations. As far as I’m concerned, that is the principal purpose of a blog.
I do try to keep the comments as open as possible, and I allow anonymous comments because I realize that everyone who is commenting doesn’t necessarily want their true identity known. In some controversial political discussions, they cannot.
Only in very rare cases do I delete a comment, and I usually give an explanation when I do.
Besides, without my commenters I would never have realized that my blog sucks, nor that very few people actually read my little blog. Nor would I have known that it is people like me who ruin our system, I wouldn’t have realized that I’m as bad as The Times, and without commenters no one else would have pointed out how comical the stories are and that it is only made more comical by a Benton hillbilly blogging about it.
Oh, and that I'm an idiot.
So commenters, keep it up and thanks. Here’s a song for you.
Sincerely,
Jim
I think it is a fine blog.
ReplyDeleteI think it is a valuable blog as well.
ReplyDeleteclean--fair-accurate -sometimes humereous-informative and gives all sides a space to speak. i just hate it dont you??? keep up the good work jim! YOU MIGHT CONSIDER COUNTRY MUSIC THOUGH---------
ReplyDeleteThis blog serves a community that has been hoodwinked by the politics of the city/parish for far too long. Because of this blog we have a voice. The dirt at city hall needs cleaned up. As more learn about it thru this blog and other venues change can happen.
ReplyDeleteThey obviously keep reading in order to make comments on what you are blogging about!;-)
ReplyDeleteSeem to be doing pretty good as far as I can see.
ReplyDeleteBut I am in a war zone down here.
Alex
Alex, you certainly are! Holy cow! It only escalates, doesn't it?
ReplyDeleteWell it certainly is NOT going to get better. I just hunker down in my bunker an try to stay out of the random, erattic, and sometime
ReplyDeleteunbleivable things that are going on.
I wonder why you allowed someone to call a citizen who expressed their opinions to the city, a" blowhard". I would think that you would have stepped in and defended their rights. We all have our opinions and should be shown due respect. If not, then there is no dialogue and thus the offended turn away from this blog and chaulk it in as more useless, mindless, dribble.
ReplyDeleteThis comment has been removed by the author.
ReplyDeleteIt's a fine line. I try to delete as little as possible, because I do encourage free expression. Blowhard doesn't quite reach the level of deletion in my mind. I have found that when people stray from civil discourse, they are pretty much ignored - to me it says that they don't have a real argument in their favor, and I think most people recognize that.
ReplyDeletePlease try not to be offended and I promise to keep a closer watch on the comments.
Thanks for commenting on this one.
Noted...thanks for the response.
ReplyDeleteYour blog sucks! ;)
ReplyDeleteAnd, you're as bad as The Times!
ReplyDeleteAndy's comment has been deleted by a blog administrator.
ReplyDeleteYeah, and it was a good comment, too. Trolls call that "denying freedom of speech on your blog."
ReplyDeleteNow children (Andy & Jim). Play nice.
ReplyDeleteHe started it Darrell!
ReplyDeleteDid not!
ReplyDeleteFlashback of a trip. You kids quit swinging that seat belt buckle before someone gets...whack...Wahhh.
ReplyDeleteI told you so...now put up that seat belt.
Ah, sweet memories.. Glad we can have some light hearted fun on here.
Darrell, for us it was, "Don't you make me come back there!!!"
ReplyDeleteyeah and we are like, While you are driving? But when daddy pulled of the road and stopped, we knew we had pushed it too far, cause daddy wasn't gonna stop for anything unless he had to. It was time to pay the piper.
ReplyDeleteEven as young as my kids were when the seatbelt incident happened, they still remember it as adults.
Darrell...we might be kinfolks.
ReplyDelete