The Brown family, with all of its conversations, drama, and
passion are an entirely different family culture, and one that I appreciate as
well. Though, at times, I wonder how my
mother and father maneuvered the waters between those two cultures of family, I
represent much of both.
And, it is with great fear, that I have been introduced to a
third family by Carleton. I have stood
at a distance, over more than two years, after several invites. I
have attended Christmas Dinner and learned about an entirely different set of
rules. I have met the entire family, at one sitting, which is simply not possible in an Appleton or Brown world. Yet, I offered my own set of rules in exchange and met some wonderful people in their family. I
love their grandma who is in her 80’s simply because of her affection for
Carleton. And, I appreciate the small
family of Carleton’s who is now facing the crisis he lives today.
See, I have a healthy respect, even love, for family. But, Linda, Carleton’s mom, just asked to be
invited to my Facebook. Is she crazy? Most of my own family would prefer not having
to feel obligated to be member of my Facebook.
Yet, without at least one representative from each family keeping tabs
on me, how else would they get information about how I am doing, what crusade I
am on, or how everyone else is doing?
You forget an important construct of the Appleton family. The phone is a tool that rings, they aren’t
normally aware of how to use the numerical buttons on it. Well, except Aunt Doris. But, she is in her 80’s.
Yet, why does Linda want to be my “friend” on Facebook? My first worry was whether to call her to ask
her if she personally had become TOTALLY INSANE? I realized that would be met with chuckles
from the males in her family, including Carleton. And, I have had several serious discussions
with Carleton already about his tone, conversation, and interaction with his
mom.
My second idea was to perhaps “edit” her experience
initially with my Facebook. For a brief
moment I considered it. Before I laughed
hilariously as reality swept back into that temporary fantasy land I created where
I withhold my opinion, avoid making sweeping generalizations, avoid a humorous
comment where someone finds offense, or where I do not raise issues of concern,
daily.
My third choice was simply, and quietly, to ignore the
request. Right, that would work. Just like that would work in my family. “You accepted so and so, why aren’t you
accepting my request”. My food might be poisoned. Or, worse, the grapes she brings when she
brings Gatorade for Carleton would stop arriving.
So, ultimately, I will quietly (well as quietly as I am
capable of) accept Linda into my Facebook family. Yet, that acceptance is with two caveats, for
Linda. First, I reject the idea that
Facebook or any other forum is to be censored for the person who is being
represented in that forum. Secondly,
after acceptance, I have been told by my sister, editing options are available
to “protect” those who have willingly joined my Facebook then determine to move
Facebook issues to family events.
Because, I learned long ago, politics before Apple Pie just ruins Mom’s
day.
So, as I reminded all of you when Mom joined Facebook. Mind your P's and Q's! You can always send me a personal question directly without posting it on Facebook for the "Mom's" to see.
A Personal Note for Linda
Welcome Linda Cannon, to my Facebook Page. In advance, please note that I have been
working for equality for women, minorities, and the LGBT Community specifically
since before 1990. On women’s issues, I
tend to be irritably strident and on LGBT Community issues, I rarely will
accept anything less than equality for all.
You may want to temper and adjust your receipt of my
Facebook postings, since I will post anything I find funny, of concern, or an
issue that I find of importance. This
may include racy or political topics.
Currently, I am the Chair of the GSDBA, I post many of their
events to invite those who are my friends to join me there.
I hope you will enjoy your stroll into my world. It is a world where crazy meets
compassion. There are few topics that I
won’t venture to have an opinion, for instances, what color napkins to have for
a luncheon. Feel free to review my
tirades on gun violence or attacks on gay youth, because I consider all gay
youth my children. You will see notes
from friends I have had for 20 plus years.
This certainly is one facet of my brain, exposed, for you to
learn how I function. Already, you will
note how I serve, care, and function around Carleton. And, currently, you have not weighed in and I
would be a fool to inquire as to your opinion.
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