I sent Blake some email today. In some ways I wish I hadn't. It was a brief note on why I haven't really commented on his "10 blogs" story (other than starting a kerfuffle over whether it's plausible to make distinctions about types of online writing).
Those who know me well enough know exactly what the problem was. Those who don't, well, don't need to know. It has to do with interpersonal relations and personal attacks.
But the incidents involved mostly happened a few months back. Blake didn't encounter them. I sent the mail this late because the story's made it to so many places (and the list is on LISWiki). Unfortunately, memories of the whole set of incidents resulted in email that was snarkier than it needed to be.
When you write a lot and don't always make an idiot of yourself, you establish a profile of some sort. When you have a profile, you're a target. And there are some who will look for quotes to take out of context and misinterpret for their own purposes. I know that. I should be used to it. Mostly, I am.
This time, at the end of a tough work week, I vented. Blake caught the heat. My bad.
Consider this a public apology to match the semi-apology I sent to Blake a little while ago. An apology to Blake, that is; not bloodly likely you'll see me apologizing to or recognizing the existence of the other party involved.
Oh, and GregS, if you're reading this: Why can't Bloglines find a feed for Shush?