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Monday, February 20, 2006

Crossing the line

What exactly constitutes crossing the line? What is the moment that goes from permissible to unacceptable? And, more important, what is the line? Does it mean the same to everyone?

Whether it be something said on the phone, written in an e-mail, or acted in public, there will be a time when someone will not only dip their toe in the water, but take a dive off the deep end.

I’ve certainly been in the situation where someone has crossed the line – usually, me. But, it’s others who think I went "too far." I don’t consider it crossing the line when it doesn’t bother anyone. Correction, when it doesn’t bother anyone but those who are around me.

Unfortunately, even in today’s world, there are those who own chastity belts of the mind, who wear blinders to protect them from unappealing sights, who stuff their ears with wads of cotton so as not to hear shocking words.

Those people should be shipped to Mormon country.

There should be no need to self-censor one’s self. Who cares if you have to apologize for your behaviour? You're human, damnit.

There will be a day when something will be said or done, and when that day comes, they’ll have no idea how to handle the situation. That day can come this year, this month, or even today.

Which reminds me, I’m also typing with only one hand…

4 Comments:

Blogger S said...

Vanguard: It doesn't make a difference if I'm using a whole hand or just a finger - my hand/fingers are equally ambidextrous.

WTB: WTF?

February 21, 2006 8:13 am  
Blogger Kevin said...

Heh. Crossing the line ... interesting topic ...

February 21, 2006 11:43 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

hmmm

February 22, 2006 5:01 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Who says life is lacking in talent, these days?

February 22, 2006 9:26 pm  

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