Haters gunna hate, potatoes gunna potate.
You heard me. I don’t know what it is about me, but I seem to bring out the haters. Maybe I am running on a whole different frequency or something because I never seem to mesh with those around me. My family tells me that I am ahead of my time. To be fair though, people have always had this reaction to me. Maybe because I am young or because I have brown eyes; I haven’t the faintest idea. My ceramics teacher in high school didn’t believe that I already had 10 years of ceramics experience at 16 years old, my school councilor tried to bully me out of going to an art college program because I couldn’t cut it, and I even had a co-worker once tell me that I was far too young to know what a hair band was. I mean, what’s that all about?
According to the gurus of the world, I am doing everything all wrong.
“You are killing your donkey! Don’t feed it straw! That’s animal abuse! Do your research or a simple google search to find out about proper donkey diets.”
Umm… I don’t even own a donkey yet, therefore, I am not currently killing anyone. I am, however, researching before purchasing and found the concept of feeding donkeys a partial straw diet during the summer. Sorry for asking if anyone has heard of this. I will keep my questions to myself.
“Our bee-guru says that you should never use a drone frame in a hive. The bees know best.
While I don’t doubt that the bees know best, I do doubt that you know what you’re talking about if you honestly refer to someone as your ‘bee-guru’. Something about that screams ‘cult’. Also, I don’t think I will be taking advice from any guru that loses hives to wax moth or a varroa mite take-over. Me, my strong, resistant hives, and my 43 pounds of honey will be doing things a little differently.
“You should never keep a litter of more than six rabbits… or feed whole grains… or keep them in inhumane cages… and you should always take your rabbits to the vet for check ups and neutering.”
Hi there. My angoras are clean, healthy, and get regular excersise. Nice to meet you too.
“Chickens can’t live on sprouted fodder alone!”
With the exception of calcium and grit, I think my laying hens have proved you wrong already.
How is it that we still live in a world where one can’t even ask a simple question on the internet without being bombarded with nasty comments, hateful messages, and downright offensive emails? This is the modern age folks! People around the planet are doing things today that we never thought possible even a year ago. There is more than one way to raise rabbits, tend a beehive, or feed a donkey. I don’t have all the answers and neither do you. Get over it. We are human. We are flawed. We are all inevitably going to be wrong at least once in our lives and at the same time, we will all be right once too.
Do me a favor. The next time someone asks you a question, online or in-person, be kind in your response. I don’t care how stupid it is, or how many times you have answered it before, or whether you know this person or not… I don’t even care if they are a million miles off from having the right answer…
Like Wil Wheaton says: Don’t be a dick.
(And if you have never seen Star Trek, we can’t be friends.)