1. Who was St Anthony and what was his relationship to monasticism?
WRONG:- St Anthony was the pope’s evil brother who tried to take control of the monastery
RIGHT:- Helped to spread the concept of monasticism, particularly in Western Europe through Latin translations.
2. In what ways did monasteries help people respond to gods call to know him better?
WRONG:- Monasteries helped people get closer to god by getting them high for them to believe they are able to talk to god.
RIGHT:- Monasteries helped people respond to gods call by giving them a place to pray and practise their religions.
3. Among other things what did monasteries develop into?
WRONG:- Monasteries mostly developed into churches buy some did end up turning into night brothels
RIGHT:- Monasteries developed into churches.
4. Describe the two different ways of being in a religious order?
a) Monastic order
WRONG:- When they weren’t allowed to have sexual intercourse in a relationship with another woman.
RIGHT:- Living by yourself and only coming together for holy gatherings.
b) Apostolic order
WRONG:- When they are allowed to have sexual intercourse with women but they have to apologise and pray afterwards.
RIGHT:- Apostolic order is when you live with others all the time.
5. What is a monk or a nun?
WRONG:- A monk is a man that is not allowed to have sexual intercourse with a woman until married.
RIGHT:- A Monk is a man who takes the Celibate vow and a Nun is a woman who takes the vow.
6. What was the ideal that underpinned monastic life?
WRONG:- Pray, east, sleep, pray, eat, sleep and then pray again.
RIGHT:- Monastic life was underpinned with the ideal of celibacy.
7. In what ways was monastic life of service to others?
WRONG:- Because they raised finds for the poor.
RIGHT:- It helped them because it gave them a life to live free and closer to god.
8. Which lines from st Matthews gospel motivated the monks and nuns to serve?
WRONG:- Everyone for themselves.
RIGHT:- The short answer is the book of Matthew proves Jesus legitimate authority by highlighting His wise teachings and righteous life.
9. Describe each of the three main types of prayer to be found in a monastery?
WRONG:- The bored prayer, The sleep prayer, The food prayer
RIGHT:- Prayer, meditation and contemplation.
10. What is the message that is being suggested in the illustration in the top left hand corner of page 80?
WRONG:- People
RIGHT:- To trust other people and live in equality.
11. Describe the variety of books that might be found in a monastery library?
WRONG:- Theology, Bibles
RIGHT:- Theology and bibles.
12. Describe the scriptorium and list its contents.
WRONG:- Is where they re-write all old books by hand, onto newer paper
RIGHT:- A room in monasteries devoted to the copying of books by monastic writers.
13. What motivated such care in the copying of the scriptures?
WRONG:- They treasured the teachings of knowledge to others.
RIGHT:- Them being able to say “a person can hold the Bible in his hand and say without fear that he holds the Word of God, handed down from generation to generation through the centuries.
14. What was the chapter house and what role did it play in the life of the monastery?
WRONG:- Where they all met up
RIGHT:- The chapter house was a room where monks met daily, to discuss business and to hear a chapter of the monastic rule
15. What was on the daily menu in a monastery?
NOT ANSWERED
RIGHT:- In a monastery the daily menu was vegan food.
16. What is the cloister?
NOT ANSWERED
RIGHT:- A cloister was a monastery devoted to religious seclusion.
17. Why could it be said that monasteries provided the first hospitals and schools?
NOT ANSWERED
RIGHT:- St. Benedict required in the monastery an infirmary for the ailing, and to organize particular care of them as a special Christian duty.
18. What was the herbarium?
NOT ANSWERED
RIGHT:- A collection of dried plants mounted, labelled, arranged for use in scientific study
19. Describe one of the functions that needed to be fulfilled in the monastery?
NOT ANSWERED
RIGHT:- To offer a home to the poor and unfortunate
20. Name two monastic orders that can be found in Australians and say where they are.
NOT ANSWERED
RIGHT:- Third Order of St. Dominic – Ballarat
Anglican Order of Preachers – Warnambool
LETTER OF APOLOGY!
I’m sorry for you finding offence in what I wrote and it will not happen again. I have realised what I had wrote was inappropriate and it will not happen again.
Thanks,
The child has been punished, that I can promise.
When I received the letter from school, I had to try very hard not to laugh!!!!!!!! I mean seriously? Didn't you dream of doing something like this when you were his age?
Anyway, I doubt VERY much that ANYTHING like this will occur again, because next time.... he has been warned - you will be removed from the school, not because the school asks, but because I say so. (He loves the school, just not R.E.)
Showing posts with label Manners. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Manners. Show all posts
Friday, June 29, 2012
Monday, January 3, 2011
Sportsmen and women behaving badly
The newspapers are full of athletes behaving badly. Every page, every news bulletin, every radio report.
I’m not an avid sports follower, I’m the first to admit. For this piece I won’t name names, (I can’t remember them) BUT I CAN recall the events and will do so.
The problem is that Australia thinks people who participate in elite sports are heroes. They are good at what they do, but that is all. They are not heroes, Heroes are people who do things in times of need to save someone or something. Not getting paid to play sport.
In the last couple of months, we’ve seen (no gender bias) adults acting like goats in front of cameras, bashing people, getting rolling drunk, killing children. raping children, public brawls, lie, get involved with drugs and criminals. Need I go on?
The whole problem is …………. There are NO consequences for their actions. An elite sportsperson can do as they please, when they please and they risk nothing. They are not at risk of losing their job, (unlike average Joe) These matters rarely go before the courts, the club makes sure of this. The police even seem to have a hand in helping smooth over the situation. Yet if average Joe did any of the this, he’d be trussed up like the Christmas turkey and in the Remand Centre Lock-up before you could say ……….. He didn’t mean it.
People need to realise that every action has a reaction, the problem is that for an elite sportsperson, there is no reaction, as people will crawl over broken glass to help the ‘hero’ of the track or field.
Definition of ‘Hero’ ( thanks to Princeton)
a man distinguished by exceptional courage and nobility and strength; "RAF pilots were the heroes of the Battle of Britain"
The principal character in a play or movie or novel or poem
champion: someone who fights for a cause
(classical mythology) a being of great strength and courage celebrated for bold exploits; often the offspring of a mortal and a god
Definition of ‘Hero Worship’ (thanks to Princeton)
idolize: love unquestioningly and uncritically or to excess; venerate as an idol; "Many teenagers idolized the Beatles"
The problem is that the media encourage the ‘hero’ tag. Sports men and women ARE NOT heroes, they are the centre of a ‘hero worshipping’ scam, nothing more
Real heroes, fight for the fallen, fight for what is right, They don’t kick or hit a ball around a field, nor use two feet to run a track a speed. Real heroes do things quietly and without the need for recognition.
Just remember that next time you see an article in the paper about sportsmen and women behaving badly – THEY ARE NOT HEROES, Only good in their chosen field. Like so many cooks, cleaners, mechanics, even book keepers and cabinet makers!
I’m not an avid sports follower, I’m the first to admit. For this piece I won’t name names, (I can’t remember them) BUT I CAN recall the events and will do so.
The problem is that Australia thinks people who participate in elite sports are heroes. They are good at what they do, but that is all. They are not heroes, Heroes are people who do things in times of need to save someone or something. Not getting paid to play sport.
In the last couple of months, we’ve seen (no gender bias) adults acting like goats in front of cameras, bashing people, getting rolling drunk, killing children. raping children, public brawls, lie, get involved with drugs and criminals. Need I go on?
The whole problem is …………. There are NO consequences for their actions. An elite sportsperson can do as they please, when they please and they risk nothing. They are not at risk of losing their job, (unlike average Joe) These matters rarely go before the courts, the club makes sure of this. The police even seem to have a hand in helping smooth over the situation. Yet if average Joe did any of the this, he’d be trussed up like the Christmas turkey and in the Remand Centre Lock-up before you could say ……….. He didn’t mean it.
People need to realise that every action has a reaction, the problem is that for an elite sportsperson, there is no reaction, as people will crawl over broken glass to help the ‘hero’ of the track or field.
Definition of ‘Hero’ ( thanks to Princeton)
a man distinguished by exceptional courage and nobility and strength; "RAF pilots were the heroes of the Battle of Britain"
The principal character in a play or movie or novel or poem
champion: someone who fights for a cause
(classical mythology) a being of great strength and courage celebrated for bold exploits; often the offspring of a mortal and a god
Definition of ‘Hero Worship’ (thanks to Princeton)
idolize: love unquestioningly and uncritically or to excess; venerate as an idol; "Many teenagers idolized the Beatles"
The problem is that the media encourage the ‘hero’ tag. Sports men and women ARE NOT heroes, they are the centre of a ‘hero worshipping’ scam, nothing more
Real heroes, fight for the fallen, fight for what is right, They don’t kick or hit a ball around a field, nor use two feet to run a track a speed. Real heroes do things quietly and without the need for recognition.
Just remember that next time you see an article in the paper about sportsmen and women behaving badly – THEY ARE NOT HEROES, Only good in their chosen field. Like so many cooks, cleaners, mechanics, even book keepers and cabinet makers!
Friday, December 31, 2010
When is a retail store sale not a sale?
The retail sector has been complaining for months that sales are not what they expected, not as good as what they should be, people aren’t spending money like they used to.
Retailers are complaining that people are shopping online, rather than going to bricks and mortar stores.
Of course people aren’t. They are sick of being lied to, they are sick of being treated like idiots, they are sick of just being seen as a cash cow.
I had the displeasure of going into a shopping centre Wednesday the 29th December 2010, looking for nothing in particular, just to pick up some essentials and get the hell out of there.
The two retails stores I did have the displeasure of entering, both had misleading advertising, one far worse than the other, You tell me, which you think is more misleading:-
Store Number 1 – Signs on window indicate 40% off ALL stock (small print, excluding items already marked down)
Turns out 90% of items were already marked down, so no savings to be had there, and the stuff that was on special was not to my liking, nor I bet the majority of shoppers who visited the store.
Thanks Colorado – I mean 40% is meant to be 40% of majority not minority.
Store number 2 – when is 32 inches only 31.5 inches? - when you are JB Hi-Fi
Check it out
I’m sorry – but I have this ‘thing’ about honesty, integrity and truthfulness in advertising. And these two examples just prove that I’m only a cash cow and nothing more in retailers eyes.
Learn from the masses, we don’t want lies, we don’t want to be treated like idiots, we just want what is right, what is truthful and honest. We want the best price without having to haggle, we want service, we want to be acknowledged when we enter anything other than a large department store.
Make the advertising real and employ more staff, you might find we will spend more money
Retailers are complaining that people are shopping online, rather than going to bricks and mortar stores.
Of course people aren’t. They are sick of being lied to, they are sick of being treated like idiots, they are sick of just being seen as a cash cow.
I had the displeasure of going into a shopping centre Wednesday the 29th December 2010, looking for nothing in particular, just to pick up some essentials and get the hell out of there.
The two retails stores I did have the displeasure of entering, both had misleading advertising, one far worse than the other, You tell me, which you think is more misleading:-
Store Number 1 – Signs on window indicate 40% off ALL stock (small print, excluding items already marked down)
Turns out 90% of items were already marked down, so no savings to be had there, and the stuff that was on special was not to my liking, nor I bet the majority of shoppers who visited the store.
Thanks Colorado – I mean 40% is meant to be 40% of majority not minority.
Store number 2 – when is 32 inches only 31.5 inches? - when you are JB Hi-Fi
Check it out
I’m sorry – but I have this ‘thing’ about honesty, integrity and truthfulness in advertising. And these two examples just prove that I’m only a cash cow and nothing more in retailers eyes.
Learn from the masses, we don’t want lies, we don’t want to be treated like idiots, we just want what is right, what is truthful and honest. We want the best price without having to haggle, we want service, we want to be acknowledged when we enter anything other than a large department store.
Make the advertising real and employ more staff, you might find we will spend more money
Monday, November 22, 2010
Why I need a rocket launcher
People are so inconsiderate. I really have trouble understanding sometimes where manners have gone.
Two examples yesterday had me picking my jaw up off the ground – one more so than the other.
We took the boat out. We used different ramp facilities to normal, both for the area and from where we normally launch.
Launched the boat no problems, the launch was easy, facilities good (by other standards), a tad pricey, but hey, you pay for what you get, the problem was in the retrieval of said boat.
The moorings were full – that is 4 boats, either coming in OR out. There were two boats behind us in the water – waiting also to retrieve their boats. One had the audacity to call out and say, “are you waiting?” we replied “Yes” – No sooner had we said that, than he cuts around us and ties up at the END of the pier – this is frowned upon because it prevents a straight in approach and you have to go around to moor and then proceed with a retrieval. Remembering this is all done is fairly shallow water and tight confines, which could make for expensive repairs to one or more boats IF something goes wrong.
Example number two – same thing, comes from behind, but cuts in front of TWO boats and moors closest to the ramp, so this operator has cut off both ourselves AND the next person in line (with the trailer coming down the ramp) – so now you have a bottle-neck IN the water and ON the ramp.
We finally got in and loaded and out of there, but we won’t be returning. We prefer the ‘working class’ ramps, at least people there have manners and the ability to wait their turn. Share their stories and give a hand.
Does rudeness or lack of manners come from having money or too much of it? – or does it come from having no money and pretending you do? I don’t know – but I do know that those with less, certainly have more when it comes to being polite and having manners.
As hubby said, if I’d had a rocket launcher I would have used it – just to show others watching in dismay that we too agreed with their unsaid words and looks of disgust.
Two examples yesterday had me picking my jaw up off the ground – one more so than the other.
We took the boat out. We used different ramp facilities to normal, both for the area and from where we normally launch.
Launched the boat no problems, the launch was easy, facilities good (by other standards), a tad pricey, but hey, you pay for what you get, the problem was in the retrieval of said boat.
The moorings were full – that is 4 boats, either coming in OR out. There were two boats behind us in the water – waiting also to retrieve their boats. One had the audacity to call out and say, “are you waiting?” we replied “Yes” – No sooner had we said that, than he cuts around us and ties up at the END of the pier – this is frowned upon because it prevents a straight in approach and you have to go around to moor and then proceed with a retrieval. Remembering this is all done is fairly shallow water and tight confines, which could make for expensive repairs to one or more boats IF something goes wrong.
Example number two – same thing, comes from behind, but cuts in front of TWO boats and moors closest to the ramp, so this operator has cut off both ourselves AND the next person in line (with the trailer coming down the ramp) – so now you have a bottle-neck IN the water and ON the ramp.
We finally got in and loaded and out of there, but we won’t be returning. We prefer the ‘working class’ ramps, at least people there have manners and the ability to wait their turn. Share their stories and give a hand.
Does rudeness or lack of manners come from having money or too much of it? – or does it come from having no money and pretending you do? I don’t know – but I do know that those with less, certainly have more when it comes to being polite and having manners.
As hubby said, if I’d had a rocket launcher I would have used it – just to show others watching in dismay that we too agreed with their unsaid words and looks of disgust.
Monday, June 7, 2010
Food Court Etiquette
8 out of 10 people*, don’t place their rubbish in the bin when visiting food halls in shopping centres. I am appalled that people are so lazy and dirty.
They leave the food, the scraps everything for the cleaners to pick up. I am disgusted that people think so little of others that are there to sweep the floors for the inadvertent spills, have now been turned into slaves to those too lazy to clean up their own mess.
I can’t imagine what the inside of their houses must look like. I can’t imagine what their children must think of this. They probably think it is completely normal to leave your waste for others to clean up.
I must admit I was stunned by the figures. People didn’t even think about placing the discarded packaging, food stuffs on the tray, they just left everything scattered about on the table. They were even too lazy to do that.
Is society so disrespectful and selfish of their surroundings and other people that they think they can do this?
Who will be waiting on the tables in 20 years time? It won’t be those children that walked away today. That would be too low for them. They would rather be on the dole than cleaning up other peoples’ messes. YET………… If they tidied up after themselves, there would be no need for people to clear the tables.
Are you are you a table pig or a bin user?
Would love your thoughts please!
*Witnessed by self over a period of 3 visits to 2 seperate food courts
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
The Meanest Mother In The World
I had the meanest mother in the whole world. While other kids ate candy for breakfast, I had to have cereal, eggs or toast. When others had cokes and candy for lunch, I had to eat a sandwich. As you can guess, my supper was different than the other kids' also.
But at least, I wasn't alone in my sufferings. My sister and two brothers had the same mean mother as I did.
My mother insisted upon knowing where we were at all times. You'd think we were on a chain gang. She had to know who our friends were and where we were going. She insisted if we said we'd be gone an hour, that we be gone one hour or less--not one hour and one minute. I am nearly ashamed to admit it, but she actually struck us. Not once, but each time we had a mind of our own and did as we pleased. That poor belt was used more on our seats than it was to hold up Daddy's pants. Can you imagine someone actually hitting a child just because he disobeyed? Now you can begin to see how mean she really was.
We had to wear clean clothes and take a bath. The other kids always wore their clothes for days. We reached the height of insults because she made our clothes herself, just to save money. Why, oh why, did we have to have a mother who made us feel different from our friends?
The worst is yet to come. We had to be in bed by nine each night and up at eight the next morning. We couldn't sleep till noon like our friends. So while they slept-my mother actually had the nerve to break the child-labor law. She made us work. We had to wash dishes, make beds, learn to cook and all sorts of cruel things. I believe she laid awake at night thinking up mean things to do to us.
She always insisted upon us telling the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, even if it killed us- and it nearly did.
By the time we were teen-agers, she was much wiser, and our life became even more unbearable. None of this tooting the horn of a car for us to come running. She embarrassed us to no end by making our dates and friends come to the door to get us. If I spent the night with a girlfriend, can you imagine she checked on me to see if I were really there. I never had the chance to elope to Mexico. That is if I'd had a boyfriend to elope with. I forgot to mention, while my friends were dating at the mature age of 12 and 13, my old fashioned mother refused to let me date until the age of 15 and 16. Fifteen, that is, if you dated only to go to a school function. And that was maybe twice a year.
Through the years, things didn't improve a bit. We could not lie in bed, "sick" like our friends did, and miss school. If our friends had a toe ache, a hang nail or serious ailment, they could stay home from school. Our marks in school had to be up to par. Our friends' report cards had beautiful colors on them, black for passing, red for failing. My mother being as different as she was, would settle for nothing less than ugly black marks.
As the years rolled by, first one and then the other of us was put to shame. We were graduated from high school. With our mother behind us, talking, hitting and demanding respect, none of us was allowed the pleasure of being a drop-out.
My mother was a complete failure as a mother. Out of four children, a couple of us attained some higher education. None of us have ever been arrested, divorced or beaten his mate. Each of my brothers served his time in the service of this country. And whom do we have to blame for the terrible way we turned out? You're right, our mean mother. Look at the things we missed. We never got to march in a protest parade, nor to take part in a riot, burn draft cards, and a million and one other things that our friends did. She forced us to grow up into God-fearing, educated, honest adults.
Using this as a background, I am trying to raise my three children. I stand a little taller and I am filled with pride when my children call me mean. Because, you see, I thank God, He gave me the meanest mother in the whole world.
Copyright© 1967 by Bobbie Pingaro
But at least, I wasn't alone in my sufferings. My sister and two brothers had the same mean mother as I did.
My mother insisted upon knowing where we were at all times. You'd think we were on a chain gang. She had to know who our friends were and where we were going. She insisted if we said we'd be gone an hour, that we be gone one hour or less--not one hour and one minute. I am nearly ashamed to admit it, but she actually struck us. Not once, but each time we had a mind of our own and did as we pleased. That poor belt was used more on our seats than it was to hold up Daddy's pants. Can you imagine someone actually hitting a child just because he disobeyed? Now you can begin to see how mean she really was.
We had to wear clean clothes and take a bath. The other kids always wore their clothes for days. We reached the height of insults because she made our clothes herself, just to save money. Why, oh why, did we have to have a mother who made us feel different from our friends?
The worst is yet to come. We had to be in bed by nine each night and up at eight the next morning. We couldn't sleep till noon like our friends. So while they slept-my mother actually had the nerve to break the child-labor law. She made us work. We had to wash dishes, make beds, learn to cook and all sorts of cruel things. I believe she laid awake at night thinking up mean things to do to us.
She always insisted upon us telling the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, even if it killed us- and it nearly did.
By the time we were teen-agers, she was much wiser, and our life became even more unbearable. None of this tooting the horn of a car for us to come running. She embarrassed us to no end by making our dates and friends come to the door to get us. If I spent the night with a girlfriend, can you imagine she checked on me to see if I were really there. I never had the chance to elope to Mexico. That is if I'd had a boyfriend to elope with. I forgot to mention, while my friends were dating at the mature age of 12 and 13, my old fashioned mother refused to let me date until the age of 15 and 16. Fifteen, that is, if you dated only to go to a school function. And that was maybe twice a year.
Through the years, things didn't improve a bit. We could not lie in bed, "sick" like our friends did, and miss school. If our friends had a toe ache, a hang nail or serious ailment, they could stay home from school. Our marks in school had to be up to par. Our friends' report cards had beautiful colors on them, black for passing, red for failing. My mother being as different as she was, would settle for nothing less than ugly black marks.
As the years rolled by, first one and then the other of us was put to shame. We were graduated from high school. With our mother behind us, talking, hitting and demanding respect, none of us was allowed the pleasure of being a drop-out.
My mother was a complete failure as a mother. Out of four children, a couple of us attained some higher education. None of us have ever been arrested, divorced or beaten his mate. Each of my brothers served his time in the service of this country. And whom do we have to blame for the terrible way we turned out? You're right, our mean mother. Look at the things we missed. We never got to march in a protest parade, nor to take part in a riot, burn draft cards, and a million and one other things that our friends did. She forced us to grow up into God-fearing, educated, honest adults.
Using this as a background, I am trying to raise my three children. I stand a little taller and I am filled with pride when my children call me mean. Because, you see, I thank God, He gave me the meanest mother in the whole world.
Copyright© 1967 by Bobbie Pingaro
Thursday, February 4, 2010
The Wireless Modem and Children
I have found a new point of torture for my children. I’m sure you have the same problem, they turn deaf whenever something needs to be done. They suddenly acquire Alzheimer’s when you ask them to do something as you head out the door. They won’t go to bed, they basically refuse to listen and you are sick of it.
Most often the cause seems to be a conversation via MSN or a computer game. (we only have computers and PSP2 here)
I’ve found a solution for us and possibly for you!
We run a modem with an aerial, which allows the kids, via dongles to access the internet.
I unplug said aerial and thus instantly remove internet access!
Suddenly I have mild, co-operative, non-combative children begging to do as I ask.
Try it – you might be surprised at the results. If they really peeve you off – try taking the aerial to work with you, BUT make sure you have password protected your PC or they will just use that as an access point!
Good luck!
Most often the cause seems to be a conversation via MSN or a computer game. (we only have computers and PSP2 here)
I’ve found a solution for us and possibly for you!
We run a modem with an aerial, which allows the kids, via dongles to access the internet.
I unplug said aerial and thus instantly remove internet access!
Suddenly I have mild, co-operative, non-combative children begging to do as I ask.
Try it – you might be surprised at the results. If they really peeve you off – try taking the aerial to work with you, BUT make sure you have password protected your PC or they will just use that as an access point!
Good luck!
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Blogger Bulltish
Many people blog, they blog from the inane, to politics to what the outcome of the next sporting event will be. Different horses for different courses. Everybody seeks out that which will interest them.
Often comment is invited, often comments are left.
I’ve been blogging for a tiny weeny little while now and of course I seek out those with similar interests or topics that may interest me, be it local things like foxes on the London Tube to emergency services or even home cooking. Yeah my tastes can be a little extreme!
I’ve noticed more and more, with the blogs that I follow and take an interest in, that many comments made by the viewing public are not published. A select few from friends seem to get up and published – but complete ‘strangers’ uh uh, no siree bob – your comments ain’t wanted here.
Twice in the last week – this has occurred to me.
The comments weren’t offensive, they were on topic, yes I can wander a bit, but mostly not.
Have you experienced this?
Please don’t name the blogs concerned, this isn’t a show and tell – just a general discussion on what you may have experienced when posting comments on blogs.
Thanks!
Often comment is invited, often comments are left.
I’ve been blogging for a tiny weeny little while now and of course I seek out those with similar interests or topics that may interest me, be it local things like foxes on the London Tube to emergency services or even home cooking. Yeah my tastes can be a little extreme!
I’ve noticed more and more, with the blogs that I follow and take an interest in, that many comments made by the viewing public are not published. A select few from friends seem to get up and published – but complete ‘strangers’ uh uh, no siree bob – your comments ain’t wanted here.
Twice in the last week – this has occurred to me.
The comments weren’t offensive, they were on topic, yes I can wander a bit, but mostly not.
Have you experienced this?
Please don’t name the blogs concerned, this isn’t a show and tell – just a general discussion on what you may have experienced when posting comments on blogs.
Thanks!
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