Recovered from the Wayback Machine.
Jeneane, writing at Blogher:
I’d like to see some kind of system where I have the say, but readers can overrule me if I’m being hardheaded. Maybe I could tag a comment as “troll” or “flaming asshole” but Shelley might come along and tag it as “valid point” or “shut up and listen for once.” At which point I could tag her comment as “point taken,” or “i’m right i’m right i’m right!”
She mentions that Scoble is moderating his comments. I couldn’t tell, as I seem to incapable of accessing either his feed or his site. But I checked the feed in Bloglines, which does have it cached, and read this:
One of my most memeorable conversations, though, was with Buzz Bruggeman, CEO of ActiveWords and a good friend. He told me to hang around people who are happy. And I realized I had been listening to too many people who were deeply unhappy and not bringing any value into my life. He told me to listen to this recording on NPR about “finding happiness in a Harvard Classroom.” He also told me about the four agreements, which are Don Miguel Ruiz’s code for life. Good stuff.
Yes, I am now approving every comment here. And I will delete any that don’t add value to either my life or the lives of my readers.
I’m reminded of the Sylvestor Stallone movie, Demolition Man, and the people who only wanted to think happy-happy thoughts. The term vacuous comes to mind.
Robert brings many of his own problems on himself. He’s very skilled at enticing emotion–and then stepping back acting all hurt and seemingly confused when he gets exactly what he’s after; and what feeds his machine.
Most of us are happy to get comments, period. I certainly would not discourage any commenter here by arbitrarily deleting their writing because I don’t perceive them to be ‘happy’ people, or because the person disagrees with me, even strongly. I suppose then I would have to only post happy writings, and we can see from the lack of comments on all these posts how much interest they are to folks.
A storm is rolling in fast, and we’re under a tornado watch. Before that, this last week has been hot and mild. I should prefer the mild weather, but I awaken and come alive during the storm. I know the devastation of thunderstorms and tornadoes, but I still find the storms to be fascinating.
We are attracted to sound and fury. It is the nature of our beast. If you want only happy-happy, enjoy the solitude.
(Note, I’m not linking to Scoble’s post. I don’t know that I would consider this post ‘happy’. I wouldn’t want this post to show up up in his referrers and trick him into reading something that isn’t ‘happy’.)