Since most people leave "fake email addresses" (which I have no quibble with), I am publishing this here, where I know it will be read by my intended recipient. I am also attempting to send it via the email which they left. Yes, I find this person's comments that unsettling.
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Ellen:
I deleted your last comment, because it bothered me.
Look, the phrasing and certain terms you use sound exactly like
an extremely creepy ex- who stalked me for a bit...obviously if
I'm writing this to you, it's because I'm 51% sure that you are NOT him
and that such things are all just an unfortunate coincidence.
There is a second issue: everything you type somehow emanates from a different IP
address, each time, which usually points to trolling. Combine that with
your...unique comments and I'm not sure what to make of all this. My
inner idealist is hoping you are a real person, because the last thing
I need is a new troll, but using words like "entourage" to describe decent people or talking about how "several people" whom you know have met me and think _____ about me, makes me wonder otherwise.
If you have issues with me, you can email me. I don't have a ton of
time, but I will try and respond promptly. Only trolls feel the need
to stage public interventions via my comments section, purportedly for
my own sake or benefit. If you don't need an audience for whatever it
is you are doing, then I'm tempted to think you are genuine.
It is disheartening that I must state this, obviously and explicitly, but I don't require that all the comments left on my diary be sycophantic
or in lock step agreement with me. But this is my diary and
therefore the most personal blog I keep. All I ask is that the
comments which people leave be civil and NOT freak me out. It's not too much to want.
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Well, look what I received, in the time it took me to post this...
From: Mail Delivery Subsystem <mailer-daemon@googlemail.com> |
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This is an automatically generated Delivery Status Notification
Delivery to the following recipient failed permanently:
rockchick@yahoo.com
Technical details of permanent failure:
PERM_FAILURE: SMTP Error (state 16): 554 delivery error: dd Sorry your message to rockchick@yahoo.com cannot be delivered. This account has been disabled or discontinued [#102]. - mta228.mail.re3.yahoo.com
Since I am still quite acquainted with the four hazelnut martinis I had last night/in the wee hours of the morning (wOOt, flog meetups!), I'll engage in the entirely futile exercise of trying to address this contemptuous query. Hey, why not...I can't sleep, I need to hydrate, and focusing on potential haterade (RIP Barmaid) distracts me from my pounding headache. Goooooo hangover! Yay!
IF I had any? That's kind. I don't know if you're a new reader or just randomly passing through, but I'll say this for the benefit of the former; longtime stalkers know that there is a lot I don't talk about (80%), so I wouldn't base any assumptions on merely what is read (20%).
At MY age? Even kinder.
I'm not sure what your sorority experience was like, and I'm genuinely sad that it obviously wasn't as meaningful for you, as evidenced by your...well, everything, but from moment one, we were told that this wasn't a four (or five) year commitment; this was a lifelong relationship. When we bought our pins, we were reminded that our daughters would be legacies, and they'd inherit whatever we chose.
That's why we regularly recognize people who've been DGs for 60, 70 years or more. At their age, from your not-at-all-judgmental perspective, shouldn't they get over it?
I mean, I know, I'm SO ancient at all at 32, but fuck...those women are almost 80!
There are women in my building who didn't realize that I am an alum, until they ran in to me in our elevator and asked where I got my anchor flip-flops or shirt and vise-versa. They are white, though, so perhaps it's different, and they're allowed to not be "over the whole thing".
I'm tempted to ask if you were in a panhellenic sorority or a newer, local, multicultural house...but then I remember my friend S, who was in a Desi sorority. She's not over it, either. If one did leave it in college, where you seem to think it belongs, then by definition, it wouldn't help you network professionally or academically-- which is what most Alums on the other side of sorority life enjoy. I wouldn't have had the internships, job offers or access to a certain Senator I've enjoyed over the years, if I were "over it".
Beyond all of that, which I now feel like I wasted my time explaining mostly because people who leave drive-by comments aren't interested in actual dialogue, may I ask, why do you care? Or more accurately, why do you care enough to be so negative about it: "never", "if you had any", "at your age", "get over"? And what does your postscript about being Desi have to do with it? Like I'd find it less or more obnoxious if that comment came from a white, black or purple person?
To each their own. I love DG and like any heart-equipped person would, I'm still nonplussed that Coulter and I are sisters, by any definition of the word.