Sunday, October 9, 2011

Live and Let Live

I’ve already posted for the day, but something is bothering me – and since it could be considered related (it’s a stretch, but still) to today and tomorrow’s postings, I’m going to give my opinion.
            This morning, when I launched IE, the headline on my home page had a picture of Sir Paul (McCartney – for you youngsters, out there) and his new bride on the steps of the registry office where they’d just been married. I’m a child of the sixties – so I read the story, as well as the comments under it.  And it is the comments that have me writing this.
             There were more than a dozen posted when I was reading them; and with the exception of two or three offering congratulations, they were a series of rude, unnecessary statements.  Apparently, rudeness now passes for wit. 
Personally, I’d love to hear what a good Freudian psychiatrist would say what these comments revealed about their posters.  Even I can see they’re filled with jealousy and spite.  Do mothers no longer tell their children ‘If you can’t say something nice about something, don’t say anything.’? 
            I am, without a doubt, a hopeless romantic – perhaps one of the last of a dying breed – I admit it.  But I think it’s wonderful.  Congratulations to the happy couple.  Rock on!  


  1. At least he has married someone closer to his age, Shevell, 51, is McCartney's third wife.

  2. Yes, I know. He was married to Linda for almost 29 years and spent @ 7 nights away from her. Is it any wonder he wanted to be married again? So Heather was a mistake. Hopefully, this will work out.
    Thanks for commenting. J