Wow! What’s not to like? Housework. Housework is not good on a sunny day, but it’s only on sunny days that I feel like doing it, or get shamed into it. I really need a window cleaner.
Other than that, today has been a very productive day. Shopping list sorted, ironing done (ready for the next lot), Open University course signed on, bedrooms done, kitchen done…and rest.
All is not really as good as it should be though. It seems that Facebook is no longer a place to socialise and enjoy yourself, it has turned into a battleground. It’s no secret that I once followed the Lennox Campaign avidly, even to the point of missing work to catch up on the latest news. Over the past few months though, my view of the whole sorry story has become clouded by some not very nice realisations. I had donated time and money to this cause only to find that I, and many, many others, seem to have been made a fool of. Despite asking many questions about how things are going, does the family have enough money etc., none of my questions were answered, either by anyone who is directly involved or otherwise. I did happen to speak to Sian, one of the ladies involved with DDA Watch who advised me that a certain journalist, June Maxam, did not have a direct line to the Barnes family who owned Lennox and that all updates were posted on the Lennox website by ‘Craig’ as and when they became available. I had no reason to doubt this and was more than happy to hear from Sian who had actually been in court with Lennox’s owner.
I have since spoken to a number of people, all involved in different ways, and am still none the wiser. I can only go by what I am told and a lot of that information conflicts. I am admin on a Staffie group on Facebook, Staffie Central. We raise funds to help transport dogs and to help rescues when we can. I was not pleased to be cross-questioned by one of the members on there and then to have her mother post that, “Tara loves animals. She always has done” and when I posted the answer to a question someone asked, received a rather scathing reply and when I replied that I was answering someone’s query, was told, “I know what you were doing, let’s just leave it at that”. The person concerned was clearly spoiling for a fight because she went back and changed her post, deleting the, “…let’s leave it at that”. I have no need for members of my family to back me up on Facebook. If you were implying that I don’t care about animals, keep your implications to yourself. You don’t know what I do to help animals but it’s certainly a lot more than just crossposting on Facebook. I don’t interfere in your life, keep out of mine. I have friends who will do anything to see Lennox get home again. I have friends that think, it’s the law, whether we like it or not, we have to abide by the rules. I have friends who know a lot more about Lennox than I do, (and have no reason to lie about it). We all have differing opionions but that is out prerogative as adults. You don’t have to like what I say or think, but do not bandy my name about the internet asking people to report me or tell me I should hang my head in shame because that isn’t going to happen. I have a clear conscience thank you.
I really don’t care what you do or don’t do for a living. It’s of no importance to me and has no bearing on my life. What you do in your spare time? I couldn’t care less. It does become an issue when you drag me into your petty squabbles. You don’t know me, don’t speak for me. If you have a problem with me, tell me…or don’t you have the balls? I can assure you, I will never say anything to you on Facebook, Twitter, email, or by any other means, that I would not say to your face.
UPDATE: To the ‘anonymous’ numpty who left a comment, your grammar is appalling, now go away and bother someone your side of the pond!
I’m sure I’ll be slated for this but, whilst I feel for the family of Claire Squires, I’m also shocked that it takes something like this for people to up their donations to a cause and sad that still, there seems to be little support for animal charities. (I’m sure if there was anyone running the marathon for animal charities, I will be corrected). It’s said that man is the master of his own destiny whereas dogs are reliant on us for their fate. Hundreds upon thousands of dogs need our help and can’t ask for it. I realise that Samaritans is a worthy cause, I don’t begrudge any charity what it raises, I just wish people would think of the helpless sometimes.
