March 11th, 2005
|09:04 am - Shirts, an old Ardbard, and something unfinished.|
If you'll recall, a little over a year ago, I was in an argument with someone that basically revolved around me being told I was "too young to write chants".
(Here's the post)
Well, the person who I was responding to had held power over me: I refused to name them, simply because they asked me not to.
So I began thinking about ways to get that back. Not in a spiteful way where I'd go and poke fun at her (though I admit I almost posted an entry that did that), but rather by getting that conversation out to a wider audience.
So I made some shirts using my Cafe Press site.
The first shirt is a handy reference to who is allowed to chant. (zoom to graphic)
The second shirt is the basic conversation we had via email with quotes lifted directly from the emails. (zoom to graphic)
There's no danger of this person doing this again to another ADF member. She quit the organization when she didn't get her way, citing "questionable actions" (no word on whether she thought her own actions were "questionable", but I assure you that I thought they were).
Like I said, I'm not doing this to get back at her, I'm doing this because I want something back that she took away. She made me afraid, and I'll be damned if I'm going to let the bitch do that to me any more.
Current Mood: relieved
Current Music: "It's My Job", -JB
Haha. Greyface she certainly was. And spastic.
And Eris really, really likes to see people like you and me go crazy like that :)
I agree. Damn her.