People fear about my writing. They think I write to take an acerbic dig at them. So far,a handful of people have mentioned to me that they have been warned by others not to mess with me or else I'll lose it on my blog or twitter or any place where I find writing about people will harm their social repute. I wonder why people think that I am evil. I write what I see around me and not everything that I see is good. What's wrong in calling a monkey, a monkey? "Hey, why did you call me a monkey?" Maybe because you are one. You know that. I do wonder, however that why you feel offended when you are reminded of that?
People think what they are doing is cool unless someone points to them the downside of their deeds. They do realize what they are doing only adds new feathers to their cap of hopelessness but find it insulting when someone else mock them for the same. They read what isn't written for them but their conscience put them at the heart of those tweets or blog posts and they start visualizing themselves as the protagonists of my stories and develop a negative opinion about me for I offended and questioned their behavior of which I have no right to.
Well, I do not write for you or about you. So do not read what I write or do not do what you do.
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