I don’t feel strongly about a lot of things. And when I do, I tend to keep it to myself. I don’t pretend to be knowledgable (see, I probably just spelled that word wrong) or like I really even know what’s up. I am not one of those people who thinks everyone would benefit from hearing my opinion, and I am definitely not one of those people who thinks my opinion is the only right one, and I’m going to make dang sure everyone knows it.
But there are a couple things I have strong feelings about, and one of those is PRIVATE BLOGS! And I believe that this is the time to share how I feel about it. Certainly lots of people will disagree with me, and that is aok. But for the sake of convincing myself I’m doing something productive this morning, here are some thoughts I would like to share.
Really, there is no such thing as privacy on the internet. That is just a joke (evidence provided shortly). I can see why some people would feel the security of a private blog. For me, I think if someone wanted to hunt me down and kill me, kidnap my children, or break into my house while I am on vacation, they would do it regardless of my latest post (or my FB status for that matter).
I blog for fun. I blog for networking. I blog for a journal. I blog so friends and family who are interested in what’s going on can find out easily. I also love to find friends (old ones AND new ones) through blogs. I love to read comments from others on my everyday life. I guess it’s silly of me to think other people blog for the same reason. Because what I don’t love are ”blog stalkers” or “lurkers” who visit me frequently then go back to their private blog where I am not allowed to find out anything about them.
That is something that has eaten at me as long as I’ve been blogging. Isn’t it almost hypocritical to go look at other people’s lives and not let them look at yours? Of course I do know that there are more reasons to being private besides protecting yourself frombeing murdered and your children from being stolen. I just think if you’re truly concerned about your privacy, then you would extend that same privacy to others. Or just leave me a comment to say hi and who you are, and then invite me to your blog. Then we can be friends. I promise. I have several first hand account witnesses of such things.
Really, I have nothing personal against private bloggers. Lots of you who come here are just that, but I still like you because I KNOW WHO YOU ARE. But, now I AM going to get personal . . . I address this entire post and particularly the following to the private author of a very specific blog. You visit my blog. Or at least, you have me linked on your blog and others come visit me from there. That would be fine. If I knew who you were. But I don’t. And that kind of irks me. So here’s your chance to come out of your shroud of “privacy.” Or we could do this the hard(er) way. My husband is AMAZING at anything connected to a computer. Two minutes after I asked for his help, he told me your first and last name. I chuckled and asked, “That’s the best you can do?” To which he responded with a smirk and, “Just give me a few more minutes.” Yeah, we will see how long your privacy lasts. 
