In the early days of this blog, I wrote a post that I thought was pretty good. It was an early effort, but it was the best thing I had done to that point. At least, I thought it was good. Heck, I even thought it was funny.
Then, I got a comment that blasted me for being mean, unfair and totally over the line. This thing went on for a couple of paragraphs. How could I say something like that? Don’t I have feelings? On and on and on it went.
After a while, I started thinking that maybe it was a little rough and deleted it. That was during the days that I was looking for and needed positive reinforcement. I didn’t need to produce posts that people found to be negative. Today, it wouldn’t bother me, but it bothered me then. Now, I regret that I deleted it. This is my blog, and I am going to write what is in my head. If someone doesn’t like it, then they can leave a comment. Hopefully, it will lead to a good discussion.
So, what was this post about? Politics? Religion? Controversial social issues? No, it was about suspenders, the things that some people wear to hold up their pants.
I saw a guy who was wearing suspenders, but he was also wearing a belt. It seemed weird to me that someone would wear both. Not only that, the suspenders and belt were two different colors. If you are going to wear both, then they should at least match.
Seriously, who wears a belt and suspenders? I wrote several paragraphs about how strange this is and about how someone could think this is a good idea.
Then, I wrote about how it brought to mind a scene from one of my favorite movies, Once Upon a Time in the West. Henry Fonda plays Frank, a notorious gunfighter.
Frank is talking to a man who has betrayed him in some way. That same man is wearing suspenders and a belt. Frank thinks this is strange and says, “How can you trust a man who wears both a belt and suspenders? The man can’t even trust his own pants.”
If memory serves, then he proceeded to shoot the belt, the suspenders and, eventually, the man.
Is there a lesson here? Perhaps. In the real world, someone who wears suspenders and a belt is going to be looked at funny. In a Sergio Leone movie, someone who wears suspenders and a belt is going to be shot.
My husband and mom read my blog. I don’t let that knowledge keep me from writing. Write on š
I’m still chugging along. I must admit that it did feel a little more freeing when nobody knew about it.