<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17734679</id><updated>2020-07-23T23:33:26.816-04:00</updated><category term="What Happened to My Sister"/><category term="Cats"/><category term="Nasty-Assed Recipes"/><category term="70s Mom"/><category term="Thanksgiving"/><category term="books"/><category term="Christmas in South Florida"/><category term="Dating Horrors"/><category term="Life in South Florida"/><category term="My 16th Summer"/><category term="Weddings"/><category term="book reviews"/><category term="food"/><category term="memories"/><category term="parenting"/><category term="Anorexics"/><category term="Bacon"/><category term="Bacon Salt"/><category term="Bears"/><category term="Bella"/><category term="Diners"/><category term="Easter"/><category term="Gardening"/><category term="Grilled Cheese"/><category term="Insane Women"/><category term="Jdate"/><category term="Johnny Depp"/><category term="Lake Tahoe"/><category term="Money Nails"/><category term="New Years Resolutions"/><category term="Perverts"/><category term="Pictures of the Island"/><category term="Plants"/><category term="Pumpkin"/><category term="Rabbis"/><category term="Rash"/><category term="The Rusty Badge"/><category term="Valentines"/><category term="babies"/><category term="boats"/><category term="daydreams"/><category term="drama"/><category term="embarrassing stories"/><category term="family"/><category term="fun"/><category term="grandparents"/><category term="holidays"/><category term="housekeepers"/><category term="judaism"/><category term="overheard at the park"/><category term="passover"/><category term="pets"/><category term="reading"/><category term="rich white people"/><category term="scary"/><category term="summer"/><category term="teen years"/><category term="things to do"/><category term="tradition"/><title type='text'>Wide Lawns and Narrow Minds</title><subtitle type='html'>Yeah I know, everyone&#39;s family is crazy. But yours doesn&#39;t blend convicted felons, watermelon salesmen, Baptist missionaries and orthodox Jews, plus you didn&#39;t have a monkey. I survived all of this and now I live in South Florida around a bunch of lunatics in a place where (like Hemingway said) the lawns are wide and the minds are narrow, and now I&#39;m the author of the memoir Amateur Night at the Bubblegum Kittikat.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widelawns.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17734679/posts/default?max-results=3&amp;redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widelawns.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17734679/posts/default?start-index=4&amp;max-results=3&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Wide Lawns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00709122293174246759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h2_0RIXkrow/U_vhHiznsPI/AAAAAAAAA6I/5x8QXP018To/s1600/*'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>960</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>3</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17734679.post-5013970899449444357</id><published>2014-12-11T10:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2014-12-11T10:28:27.205-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have Moved!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;After 9, yes 9 years of blogging here on Blogger, I decided it was finally time for a little upgrade and I am excited to announce that I have now moved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t worry, this site will still be here. I may even post occasionally just to be sure you&#39;re still paying attention, but my my site is way bigger and better and much easier to read and navigate. You will love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Please visit &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.victoriafedden.com/&quot;&gt;Victoriafedden.com&lt;/a&gt; right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Please update your bookmarks, etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;On the new site, most importantly, you&#39;ll find a new home for &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.victoriafedden.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;My Blog&lt;/a&gt;. Please check out &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.victoriafedden.com/widelawns/2014/12/4/thank-you-to-my-friends-who-get-me-through-it-all&quot;&gt;the current post&lt;/a&gt; about how my friends get me through the worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;An &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.victoriafedden.com/about/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;About&lt;/a&gt; page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;A &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.victoriafedden.com/victorias-book-club/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Book Club Page&lt;/a&gt; dedicated to my book reviews, recommendations and discussion questions about books I&#39;ve read and loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;A &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.victoriafedden.com/recipies/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Recipes Page&lt;/a&gt; where I share all the yummy things I cook. Right now I have an amazing cranberry scone recipe up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;A whole page just for &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.victoriafedden.com/nasty-assed-recipies/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Nasty-Assed Recipes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.victoriafedden.com/writing-tips/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Writing Tips &lt;/a&gt;and Inspiration for Writers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;An easy place to &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.victoriafedden.com/books-2/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;find the books I&#39;ve written&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;A simple way to&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.victoriafedden.com/contact/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt; Contact&lt;/a&gt; me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t forget you can still always &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.facebook.com/victoriacfedden&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;find me on my Facebook page&lt;/a&gt; too where I share articles I&#39;ve written, new blog posts and general stuff I find and love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Please be sure to sign up for my &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.victoriafedden.com/widelawns/2014/11/18/how-to-answer-the-fewn&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Newsletter &lt;/a&gt;as well! Sign up form is at the bottom of &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.victoriafedden.com/widelawns/2014/11/18/how-to-answer-the-fewn&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;this video post&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m excited to see you at my new home! Please let me know what you think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widelawns.blogspot.com/feeds/5013970899449444357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17734679&amp;postID=5013970899449444357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17734679/posts/default/5013970899449444357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17734679/posts/default/5013970899449444357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widelawns.blogspot.com/2014/12/i-have-moved.html' title='I Have Moved!!'/><author><name>Wide Lawns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00709122293174246759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h2_0RIXkrow/U_vhHiznsPI/AAAAAAAAA6I/5x8QXP018To/s1600/*'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17734679.post-2094783899412423684</id><published>2014-10-02T09:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2014-10-02T09:20:40.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tips for Parents Dealing With Picky Eaters or How to Get Your Kid to Eat...Something.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;1. Speak french all the time. Play &quot;La Vie en Rose&quot; on a loop and wear jaunty neck scarves whenever you are around your child. Prepare elaborate, cream-sodden, multi-course meals each night and drink as much red wine as possible. At the very least, after this much effort you should be able to get your kid to at least take a bite of a chocolate croissant and at least you get wine. If all else fails, you could just move to France because everyone over there is perfect and immediately upon arrival on french soil your &lt;i&gt;jeune fille&lt;/i&gt; will be eating &lt;i&gt;aubergine&lt;/i&gt; and&lt;i&gt; betterave&lt;/i&gt; and channeling her inner Amelie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1I_alO2iBMo/VC1P2WufXEI/AAAAAAAAA7w/Hb55-LB9Ze8/s1600/Amelie-0017.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1I_alO2iBMo/VC1P2WufXEI/AAAAAAAAA7w/Hb55-LB9Ze8/s1600/Amelie-0017.jpg&quot; height=&quot;135&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;2. Plant a large, organic vegetable garden with your little one. Children enjoy digging in the dirt and seeing where vegetables come from. After hours of backbreaking labor, a fortune spent on seeds, compost and god knows what else, this method is guaranteed to get your child to eat...dirt. While gardening your kid will definitely eat some dirt. And possibly a snail he found while playing in the mud while you attempt to prune your zucchini, but that&#39;s great because ESCARGOT! See #1 again. &lt;i&gt;Escargot are french.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;3. Do not engage in power struggles with your child over food. Mainly because you will lose. Every. Single. Time. You are powerless over mac and cheese from a box, frozen waffles and gummi anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;4. Leave your children at someone else&#39;s house for a brief time. They may shriek with terror and act like you are trying to poison them if you so much as offer a single green pea but for your sister? They&#39;ll gladly eat marrow braised broccolini with sea urchin beurre blanc. They do this to screw with your head. They think it&#39;s hysterical when your sister says: &quot;I don&#39;t know why you think they&#39;re so picky. They ALWAYS eat for me.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;5. Take your pre-schooler for a ride in the car. Guaranteed he or she will find an entire meal of stale, half-crushed goldfish, old Cheerios and lint-covered fruit snacks in the crevices of the car seat and chow down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r-2cj62aiuY/VC1QN7APqrI/AAAAAAAAA74/AyRMr0n1yHY/s1600/crumbsincarseat.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r-2cj62aiuY/VC1QN7APqrI/AAAAAAAAA74/AyRMr0n1yHY/s1600/crumbsincarseat.jpg&quot; height=&quot;285&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;6. Let your child help you prepare a meal. Children love to assist in the kitchen and after you spend a whole night in the ER (relax, she only got 3 stitches from the paring knife, could&#39;ve been worse) you&#39;ll both be starving and you can stop at the Chick-Fil-A drive-thru on the way home. Your kid will exclaim with glee &quot;Mommy! Can we cook together more often? Stitches were totally worth getting to have chicken nuggets and waffle fries!&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;7. Never use dessert as a reward. Serve them dessert at the same time as their meal and let your young one moderate his or her own food choices. This method really works if you want your kid to eat. He or she will definitely eat. &lt;i&gt;The dessert.&lt;/i&gt; The kale will remain untouched but the vanilla pound cake with strawberry frosting will be gone in less than thirty seconds. Remember that old Bill Cosby routine about chocolate cake being healthy because it has grain, milk and eggs? Yeah. Go with that. Bill Cosby is a wise man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;8. Small children love dips. Customizing their food gives them a sense of control! It also ensures that at some point you will utter the phrases: &quot;Ranch dressing isn&#39;t a beverage!!&quot; and &quot;That hummus is NOT hand lotion!!&quot; But ranch is kind of nutritious, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;9. Make a tasty nibbler tray! Spend an hour carving several healthy vegetables and fruits into fun shapes and adorable cut outs. Arrange them beautifully in an ice cube tray (does anyone have those anymore??) and set it out where your youngster can graze as he plays. On crayons, sticker paper and pretty much everything in the general vicinity of the tasty nibbler tray EXCEPT what is in the tasty nibbler tray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f_4UKT877jk/VC1QZ0wBdtI/AAAAAAAAA8A/RhpvTd9gIeU/s1600/nibbletray.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f_4UKT877jk/VC1QZ0wBdtI/AAAAAAAAA8A/RhpvTd9gIeU/s1600/nibbletray.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;10. Get a cat or a dog. Pets are great for children and playing with a beloved animal will help them work up an appetite. Kids simply can&#39;t resist a nice bowl of cat or dog crunchies, especially if they&#39;ve been sitting out for several hours and have lots of dog slobber and pet hair stuck to them. Kibble is even better when dipped in the pet&#39;s water dish. Fear not, have you seen the ingredients in pet food these days? Salmon? Brown Rice? Kale? Omega 3s? Shoot, they even make GLUTEN FREE cat food now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;11. Don&#39;t give up. Keep presenting unwanted vegetables to your children and eventually they will become familiar treats. Of course by then your kids will be 19 and away in college and said vegetables will be offered by Hare Krishnas at their free vegetarian dinners, but whatever. Hare Rama. Your son and daughter finally ate some broccoli and cabbage. They&#39;re vegans now too and so what if they&#39;re wearing bindis and smell like Nag Champa and are threatening to follow a jam band around the country? You&#39;ve done your job, Mom. Just look at them tearing up those veggie burritos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fsScBbqhSoE/VC1QrmXaZjI/AAAAAAAAA8I/qAKQgpqhxXo/s1600/harekrishnas.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fsScBbqhSoE/VC1QrmXaZjI/AAAAAAAAA8I/qAKQgpqhxXo/s1600/harekrishnas.jpg&quot; height=&quot;180&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widelawns.blogspot.com/feeds/2094783899412423684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17734679&amp;postID=2094783899412423684' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17734679/posts/default/2094783899412423684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17734679/posts/default/2094783899412423684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widelawns.blogspot.com/2014/10/tips-for-parents-dealing-with-picky.html' title='Tips for Parents Dealing With Picky Eaters or How to Get Your Kid to Eat...Something.'/><author><name>Wide Lawns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00709122293174246759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h2_0RIXkrow/U_vhHiznsPI/AAAAAAAAA6I/5x8QXP018To/s1600/*'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1I_alO2iBMo/VC1P2WufXEI/AAAAAAAAA7w/Hb55-LB9Ze8/s72-c/Amelie-0017.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17734679.post-8447041676499150483</id><published>2014-09-05T13:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2014-09-05T13:52:54.232-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Being An Asshole on The Internet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-233CM8bEyR4/VAn4W3UBQSI/AAAAAAAAA7c/VVl9F9cZ6KU/s1600/wrong.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-233CM8bEyR4/VAn4W3UBQSI/AAAAAAAAA7c/VVl9F9cZ6KU/s1600/wrong.jpg&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; width=&quot;294&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I guess it&#39;s safe to say that last week I had a post go viral and while I have experienced some small degree of Internet success before, this was like nothing that had ever previously happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;It got so crazy that a friend actually messaged me and said she was worried about me. I reassured her that I was fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&quot;But the comments!&quot; she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&quot;I ignore them,&quot; I told her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Because I do. And so should you. And you and you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Trust me, I get that this can be extremely difficult. For like the first fifteen minutes of my article being viral I was truly tempted to read and respond to comments but then my better sense took hold and I went and played with my daughter and convinced myself that none of it existed. Because honestly? It doesn&#39;t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Comments on the Internet aren&#39;t real. They don&#39;t matter. They rarely (if ever) make any actual difference in our lives unless, of course, we let them. They are like the noise of a traffic jam. Picture yourself trapped on a giant, crowded parking lot of a freeway in Los Angeles during rush hour in a rainstorm where everyone has road rage and PMS and probably caffeine withdrawal too all at once. Imagine the sounds of the honking horns, the yelling, the skidding and braking, tires squealing. But also imagine yourself safe inside your car, ignoring the noise, turning up some NPR and waiting it out. That&#39;s what you have to do with comments on the Internet, be they on facebook, in a forum or a Facebook group, the comments section of a blog post or any other form of online communication.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;The opinions of total strangers are inconsequential. They are to be taken in stride. A lot of them are seriously bat shit crazy. Case in point: someone managed to somehow, God help them, make my back to school post about the Israeli/ Palestinian conflict. I kid you not. That takes some skill. This person was like an advanced level Internet troll to make a leap like that. I was sort of impressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Last week my article ended up on the Huffington Post and I was so excited. Having a piece on there has been a long term career goal of mine and I was prepared. My friends started calling me up and asking me if I had seen the comments on there and oh my God people were calling me names!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I never read a single one of them. I don&#39;t really care if people were calling me names because first of all these people are strangers, their behavior reflects more poorly on them than it ever could on me and I just don&#39;t care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XRdld2PXICU/VAn4Dxai_XI/AAAAAAAAA7M/UOSZBsb5aB8/s1600/NEVERREADTHEM.jpg.png&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XRdld2PXICU/VAn4Dxai_XI/AAAAAAAAA7M/UOSZBsb5aB8/s1600/NEVERREADTHEM.jpg.png&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; width=&quot;228&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;The first rule of fight club, I mean writing for Huffington or any other big online publication is &quot;NEVER READ THE COMMENTS.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;You know those jail scenes in movies where someone has to walk through a corridor of cells and the prisoners inside are all going totally ape shit yelling and screaming, spitting, throwing poop and hurling insults? That&#39;s Huffington&#39;s comment section and you&#39;ve got to walk through there unscathed, pretending none of it exists. Don&#39;t dare engage with the rioters or someone&#39;s going to reach out through the bars and wipe his jizz on you. Do not make eye contact with the prisoners under any circumstances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;That&#39;s how I maintain my sanity most of the time, but although I have a pretty much iron will about this sort of thing, it can still be hard, and my experience last week has me thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HeOfeiwmi0Q/VAn4NXHSP4I/AAAAAAAAA7U/UOVuQZSC7Hg/s1600/lemur.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HeOfeiwmi0Q/VAn4NXHSP4I/AAAAAAAAA7U/UOVuQZSC7Hg/s1600/lemur.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;We all need to stop being such assholes on the Internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;But, duh. That&#39;s kind of obvious, right? I think we all know this already as it applies to others, but not to ourselves. So I decided to make a handy guide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Are You Being An Asshole on the Internet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;1. Are you arguing with a total stranger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;2. Are you mad because someone on the Internet is wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;3. Did you read something that pissed you off on the Internet and decide that you needed to respond to it immediately? Like NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;4. Were you personally offended by something someone else said or did on the Internet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;If you can answer yes to any of these questions you need to get off of the computer immediately, get a popsicle and go outside and no, you can&#39;t bring your phone. You need a break. You are most likely being an asshole on the Internet. If you look up you might see the underside of a bridge because you could very well be a troll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;If you have determined (as hard as it is to admit) that you are at risk for being an asshole on the Internet, please read the following words of advice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;How to Stop Being an Asshole on the Internet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;1. Take a deep breath. Step away from the computer or phone or whatever freaking device you are using to be an asshole on the Internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;2. Gain some perspective. There are many many people in the world who have different opinions than you and that is okay. There are people with different aesthetic preferences, different ideas of what is funny, different thresholds for finding things offensive and different backgrounds that all contributed to their differing worldviews. And we are all going to be okay in spite of this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;3. You aren&#39;t going to change anyone&#39;s mind by arguing with them on Facebook or in a comments section. I know this is a hard truth to bear, but suck it up and face the facts. Arguing never convinces anyone. It just makes them more mad and more defensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;4. Pointing out that someone else is wrong doesn&#39;t automatically make you right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;5. If you really want to change people&#39;s minds and opinions, don&#39;t worry about them at all. Live your own best life and be a role model. For example, if you are a vegan animal rights activist, instead of shaming meat eaters and arguing and calling them all murderers, how about let them taste your yummy vegan food? Let them see how healthy your glow is and how great you feel. Then when they ask your secret, tell them it&#39;s because you don&#39;t eat animal products and leave it at that. If they ask about it, answer their questions. And if they don&#39;t ever ask and keep eating steaks? Who cares? Keep doing the thing you love and feel is best for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;6. Many of the bloodiest Internet arguments I&#39;ve seen have been between parents with different views on how to best raise kids. Let me end this shit right now. First, kids are pretty resilient. The fact that I survived my childhood and grew up to write this post is testament to that. Second, there&#39;s a very wide margin of error in child raising. If children are loved, fed and sheltered they&#39;re pretty much going to be okay. If you are really worried about the well being of children then take your smug ass of the computer and save the kids who actually need it, you know, the ones who live in poverty and abuse in our inner-cities and impoverished rural areas. Help the kids who live in shelters, the kids whose mothers&#39; boyfriends beat the crap out of them, the kids who have no access to fresh fruits and have to eat a bag of Cheetos for dinner. Stop bitching out some bedraggled, middle class mom with a blog who stopped breastfeeding after a week and switched to formula and channel your venom into fixing a world where children in the projects actually choke to death on cockroaches. How about that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;7. We are all on our own paths in life. We learn at our own pace through different experiences. Many people&#39;s belief systems, especially the ones you think are really messed up, were cemented at a young age. Many people believe the things they do because they were born into certain belief systems. Often, we inherit our opinions from our cultures, religions and families. Sometimes our beliefs are sealed by fear. Some people will be able to change their minds and others won&#39;t. That&#39;s just the way it goes and you and your online raving isn&#39;t going to make much of a dent, so have compassion and try to put yourself in someone else&#39;s position, imagining how or why they believe what they do and then leave it alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;8. Go do something fun. Please. Get out of the house and engage in some real-life, face to face positive human interaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;9. Make this your new mantra: Just because someone says something doesn&#39;t make it true.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;10. In the event that you have posted something on the Internet which has inspired comments understand this: no matter what it is, 1/3 of people will love it, 1/3 will be indifferent and 1/3 will hate it. Out of the 1/3 that hate it, a significant portion is likely to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;be insane. It&#39;s not personal. It&#39;s kind of a numbers game and you can&#39;t please everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;11. By next week the people you&#39;re arguing with are likely to have completely forgotten you anyway so who cares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;12. Your opinion, rant, diatribe, etc. ultimately doesn&#39;t matter in the grand scheme of things. If you are passionate about a topic then go out and actually do something. Take action. You might think that commenting is taking action but it&#39;s not. It can be the start of action in the best possible scenario, but usually it isn&#39;t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;13. When you bitch someone out, call them names, wish ill will to the mothers of people you have never met and will never meet, you are, alas, only reflecting poorly upon yourself and not the other person. How you act and what you say is always only about you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;14. Audrey Hepburn, the embodiment of grace and class would never have sat behind her keyboard for three hours calling a woman in Nebraska a stupid, twat-licking whore. I&#39;m sorry, but it never would have happened. So before you type, take a moment to ask yourself &quot;Would Audrey Hepburn have said this?&quot; And if the answer is no, which it probably will be, then don&#39;t say it. Move on. Be elegant and eloquent like Audrey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;15. Have some ice cream (and yes, I am aware that by including this that someone somewhere is going to read it and blame me for furthering the obesity epidemic and I am fine with that.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;16. And for the love of God, if after all this you still feel you must insult someone or express your distaste for something someone has written, please proofread and check your spelling. 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