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Since I was a child, I’ve had a problem with backing down from arguments.
My dad was a talking man. We always had to have a ‘conference’ before he spanked me. I often had to reason my way out of whippings.
My parents raised me to say what I think, and I never pulled punches with them. So, you could say, I have some practice with rhetorical wrestling matches.
Now, I don’t have a need to attack opinions just because I disagree with them.
I can read something online I vehemently disagree with and type nothing. I know how to roll my eyes and keep them moving.
But, if you come to my turf, expect a war of words. In my space, I enforce a ‘stand your ground' policy.
I’m only convinced by facts, and I will go down stringing, swinging, and flinging sentences on a particular point.
And recently, when someone tweeted one of my posts about racism, a white supremacist responded. Those hashtags on Twitter are great, right? But a racism hashtag is like an irresistible treat for the trolls.
So, the white supremacist tweets, “it’s the IQ of Black people” that’s the source of our problems…