Peeps, something is bothering me. For several days I've been disturbed by what was happening to my blog, and no place I searched could help me.
You see, when writing for several years on my blog 'steveroni' about AA stuff, I used to have 40-60 visitors a day. A blog-friend created for me "The Fourth Dimension", about 18 months ago. More or less I slipped into writing--Well...pretending to write, but nevertheless enjoying--poetry. My daily traffic went to an average of 12 to 30 'hits' a day.
OK, the problem: SUDDENLY about a week ago, number of people clicking on my blog jumped from that 12-30 hits, to 60, 70, then 90+ a day. You know me, alcoholic-thinking (not drinking!) Steve. I figured people were simply enamored with my "flawless" poetic pronouncements--grinning and LOLing!
Well, yesterday I did a little investigating using a 'peep-counter' app named Site-Meter. It gives me information about what search words were used to find my blog. Lo and behold, 3 out of 5 visitors used search word(s) 'children' or 'images-children' and were directed right to a blog I posted June 8, titled "HAPPY CHILDREN". It is no more than a copied page from Kahlil Gibran's "PROPHET". Gibran makes so much sense to me--who, in the past, was an active drunk and very poor father. Three photos of 'happy' children are included at bottom of post.
Are you following where I'm going with this? When I realized who the "new" people (cannot call them by my favorite word 'Peeps') are, I almost puked: some, probably most of them predators, or gatherers of child porn. (See, I still judge people!)
I'm leaving the post up (it is linked above) until Friday night. if anybody wants to see what I considered a so pure, even spiritual post, click the link. Saturday morning I'll remove it, along with this rant. I am SO ANGRY--and that is NOT how I am--any more! Thank you for reading. Lesson is--for me--use Prudence when choosing a title. I sure did not set out to be a Satan messenger.
NOTE: I am NOT "Mr Clean" as you might guess (HA!)...and mud is mud. On the other hand, horse manure IS horse manure!
Said in haughty manner, nose turned up:
"I DO have my principles!" --grin!