Lucky for me, as I said to Cara, I rarely write anything -- and certainly ALMOST NEVER photograph anything -- that is worth stealing.
But read this anyway, if you haven't already. (You probably have.) (click on the underlined word "this" in that sentence. I have learned recently that some people did not know that that signified a link. I am beginning to think bloggers and blog-readers perhaps need to be licensed, or we need to come up with a BRAT - Blog-Readers' Aptitude Test© . No offense.)
In Cara's blog post, wherever it says "Cara," substitute "Norma" and any place it says "January One," substitute "Now Norma Knits."
I mean really, people! It's common sense, is it not? You're not whackos, are you?! I'll come over there and smack you if you don't smarten up! I mean it! I don't suffer fools, gladly or otherwise.
Wait, there's more, sort of a side topic, since we're on rants: Please don't ask me to give you a copy of somebody's pattern for free. It won't happen, and I'll just get my dander up. And you don't like me with my dander up, trust me.
And people just coming onto the scene and pulling this kind of crap? You WILL be found out. We are a fast-growing and fairly big community, but we are a community, and you'd be amazed how tight we are. We are connected, baby. It's just a matter of time until someone who knows someone (or the aggrieved party) finds out. You can run but you can't hide....
.....Okay, now I'm making myself laugh. I really do slay myself -- don't I slay you?! But seriously. Some of us (including Cara and me, for example) will laugh about it because, well, life is too short to get our panties in twists over things like this and there really are more important things to worry about. HowEVER, don't be stupid. That's all we ask.
In this particular case, the blatant copying and pasting of an entire post, verbatim, was so bizarre that we have to believe it was truly a naive and honest mistake, sort of like the grandmother who put her grandbaby in the baby carrier through the x-ray machine at the airport last week. Um. Those poor TSA people (work with me here) who saw a little skeleton in there? Freaking hell. Can you IMAGINE? The transgressor in this incident really must have just not realized it was wrong. One just has to briefly wonder: WHY? and then carry on with one's life.
Sigh. I guess I'll have to get off my lazy butt and put some sort of language about this back on my sidebar, since it appears that, indeed, the world is populated with whackos. Either that, or continue to write drivel and take crappy photos that no one, not even the whackos, would copy.
Yeah, that's it! See? There was a method to my madness all along!
And you thought I was just crap. Ha! The crap was intentional.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
In short: Don't make me get all fucksake over yo' ass. ©