That's my way of saying I wish I'd caught the witch in time to prevent her from soiling my yard. I didn't, unfortunately. So I learned some valuable lessons about blogging and life. The lesson about blogging is pretty straightforward: Don't give the outside world unrestricted access to your blog. The lesson about life is harder for me to take, but probably more important in the end: There are people, like our Anonymous, who will exploit you for their own purposes. They don't give a damn (sorry Mom!) about the effect their actions have on you after they use you to achieve their selfish aims. They often come into your world in disguise, wearing a mask of concern: They "care about you" or are giving you a "heads up", as our witch did. But it's never really about you or what's best for you. It's about them and what's best for them; it's about what they want out of a situation. You know this because if it were really about you, they would've handled it differently. For one thing, they would never make the kinds of ugly allegations they make about an unwitting third party from behind the bunker of anonymity. They're snipers and cowards who launch their sneak attacks under cover of darkness, then retreat to savor what they've done (no doubt laughing at how clever they are) while leaving you to clean up their mess. Like Blogger's version of Hezbollah.
I might have mixed a few metaphors here but that's okay. I'd rather deal with the metaphor police than with people like our anonymous witch any day and twice on Sunday. Actually if I'd been here Sunday to deal with her, none of this would have happened. And I would not have caused such embarrassment to a man I greatly respect.
