On the FREEDOM OF SPEECH...

I really hate repeating myself, but it seems it's warranted, unfortunately.

Living in the United States affords us certain liberties, among which is the freedom of speech. It's a freedom I greatly appreciate and use to its fullest extent. I understand that not everyone will agree with what I am saying, and furthermore, I agree that some people may even think me not a good person.

Fine. Whatever.

I publish ALL comments because I believe in EVERYONE'S right to say what they want, and to have their opinions heard, even if I don't agree, or it hurts my feelings. I WOULD APPRECIATE THE SAME IN RETURN. Unfortunately, a certain gentleman believes that because I embrace this constitutional right of mine, I'm a nasty bitch whose parents don't love her.

Congratulations, Middle-Aged Man. I hope you're proud of yourself.

Among your comments to me, you've written:

...Now I understand why people think us New Yorkers are ASS-HOLES, and on top of it you are making Jewish people look bad too (my Nan would smack you if she could), but at least you don't have any visitors to care about what you have to say...

Your parents didn't love you did they?

and

I thought I would leave one more comment so you could get to ten for the first time. CONGRATS!

Even though I don't like posting anything insulting, I still did, didn't I? Because YOU, Mr. Middle Class, have the right to have your opinions heard, even in my teeny tiny little blog that no one but you apparently reads.

I didn't like someone else's blog. So what? You don't like my blog. So what? Walk away, home boy. No one invited you.

AND SO...IN CONCLUSION

From henceforth, on the topic of my apparently nasty bitchiness, unless someone has a constructive comment for me, I will publish no more comments.

Welcome to the Blogsphere, Mr. Middle Class, glad to know you're willing to give everyone an equal chance at having their opinions heard. So long, of course, as they don't insult your friends or you.