monogodo

I've been thinking all day about the cyclist who died, mainly because of something Cynthia said to me this morning. I had told her about the guy last night, before I blogged about him. She read my blog this morning and figured out who I meant.

Maybe the guy was an asshole on the internet, but a nice guy in real life, kinda like you.

I replied that I can be a nice guy on the internet at times, and that I can also be an asshole in real life. She agreed.

So, as I said, I've been thinking about him all day. Being being hit by a truck driven by a teen who was distracted because he was text-messaging on his cell phone is a pretty stupid way to die. Being pissy on an internet discussion board is a pretty stupid way to live. The part of me that believes in karma thinks that maybe the method of his death was appropriate.

Again, I never wished him any harm. I wish no harm upon anyone. I felt bad when I read that he'd been struck by a car once before.

I don't know. I'm not going to be influenced by his death and become a Super Nice Internet Citizen. I'm just not going to go out of my way to be a dick anymore.

Categories: life, internet, navel-gazing