it is past ten o’clock, and my son is sitting in the next room on his computer, having an animated conversation with the game he is playing on playhouse disney. yes, it is too late for a four year old to be up, and yes, i am the mom, but i have serious difficulties in being the authority figure here. i understand completely the feeling of not wanting to shut off the computer and go to bed, so i am at a distinct disadvantage when it comes to laying down the law.
my son frequently objects to what he calls ?stupid rules?. and i do try to be reasonable about rules, perhaps too reasonable. my preferred method with my daughter, when she made rather unreasonable requests, was to say, ?use your good judgement, i trust you?. thank god that worked, i’d never have won an arguement with her otherwise.
so it can safely be said that i have difficulties with authority — i don’t like it applied to me, so i don’t like applying it to others. this is the philosophy i employ over at that big, unruly group weblog i started. it is not ?my? weblog, it’s the sum of all the contributors, who have given time, talent, and even money to make surreally what it is today, a community.
and i woke up this morning to a not-so minor flame war. there was a breach of netiquette. tempers flared. i wanted it to work itself out, but so far, no. the involved parties became more entrenched in their positions as the day went on.
i did what i could to encourage niceness. i refrained from pointing fingers or placing blame. i kept my personal opinion to myself.
that didn’t work out. so i had to make a rule. the first ever rule imposed on what was a pleasant anarchy, and i suppose since the site is nearing 18 months of this freedom, it was time. and now i’m sitting here feeling drained, (i know, i know, this is such a little thing, but it really knocked the wind out of me). and i still dread the fallout from the firefight. it’s not over yet.
can’t we all just get along?