I have always pessimistically thought that putting up a blog was an invitation for people to throw rocks at you. I was thinking exactly that when I first put up my blog at blogspot. That’s why it is always refreshing to get kind comments from readers who happened to drop by, and even those who were referred by other people who have dropped by. I have yet to encounter a bastos commenter (knock on wood), but there was a minor pest once (diba ralph). I got rid of the pest asap without him even knowing it. I didn’t ban him, no. I just made the next few posts so uninteresting to him that he disappeared altogether.

Blogging takes your private life out into the open for all to see. Enabling comments is like putting a bucket of stones in front of your readers. Let he who is without sin… But even then the readers who have passed by (at minsan din tumatambay) have been very kind. That’s why I think I have become accustomed (di pa naman addicted pero siguro malapit na) to blogging. I have the caterpillar to thank for that, it was she who introduced me to blogging late last year, when I was a home-based housewife in Iligan with an internet connection, and she a masters degree student at UP.

Blogging may be therapeutic, but I must admit my blood pressure shot up more than a few times because of stuff that I’ve read in other blogs, to which I have reacted by blogging. Blogananginangyan.

And then again there’s Sam who at the time kept telling me to write again. Blogging entails a lot of writing, so it became an excuse to write. Exercising my rusty literary abilities became second fiddle to just plain jotting down thoughts, and every now and then coming up with layman’s explanations to internet stuff that have been heretofore greek to some people. The people who’ve read those have been kind as well. Nakaka-denggoy parin pala ako every now and then.

And then there’s the occassional blogwar we become witness to. Now that can be fascinating to some extent, when I wonder about the intricacies of relationships (there has to be one to have a war, otherwise walang paki-alaman, ergo walang war) some bloggers have with each other, like a telenovela I sit in on midway, but caught my attention so that I start asking the people why the leading lady is in such a tizzy and why the leading man is an asshole …

One can be part of all that when one blogs. And sometimes one can be caught in the crossfire. And when one does, lines from Kipling (Q: How do you like Kipling? A: I dunno, I’ve never kippled) come to me:

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;

People like bing and sol and delish in their blogs and comments recently have kept their heads. Would that all of us can do so.

Di ko nga lang gusto ending nung poem na yun dahil “You’ll be a Man, my son” napaka male-oriented. Ayoko ng ganyan . . .

I’ve never Kippled

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5 thoughts on “I’ve never Kippled

  1. TITA BAMBIT, I’m trying to keep my blood pressure low. bata pa ako para atakihin. I like this poem, I will keep a copy of this to always remind me how I should deal with some kind of attackers/ spammers/ whatever we may call people who tell lies or borrow names to glorify himself/herself..:oops:.

  2. cool lang tayo dapat, Sol. nakakasira ng beauty ang highblood. i should know … sirang-sira na ang beauty ko! 😆

    ayeza, sweetie, matulog ka naman for a change ok? with this homebased thing i do for a living, kala ko may pahinga pero wala rin pala, kahit madaling-araw nakatutok parin sa computer kung may pinag-aaralan.

    maia is fine, thanks for asking, we think meron na siyang ngipin na palabas na (may rough edges na ang gums nya pero wala parin breakthrough) you can see the bulges of her teeth (two upstairs and two downstairs) pero pakipot parin lumabas!

  3. Hi. I’m bloghopping and I found your site thru Gigi Goes Gaga. This is a happy discovery.
    I was hesitant to put out my blog because, like you said, it was like putting your life out in the open. I like it when you said enabling comments is like putting a bucket of stones and .. And I have learned what to do if somebody pesters me (knock on wood). Thanks for the tip. 😛

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