Apology
For those of you who might have logged on here in the last 24 hours, you may have noticed that I removed a post about our recent ordeal with the town of Kenbridge over our satellite dish. It was an emotional issue to me – considering we’d found ourselves on the “wrong side of the law,” and in an effort to make it funny, I employed a very negative tone.
If you read that, I apologize. Fact is, that story could have happened in any small town over any kind of issue. But it’s something I should have kept to myself. I did not mean to make fun of Kenbridge in any way, or to speak negatively of anyone in the town – including those who, either from neglect or inability to do so, have let their own properties get into disarray. I imagine that at the busiest point of the summer when I hadn’t had time to get out and do yardwork, a few folks in town must have wondered, “When is that Baptist preacher ever going to mow his yard?!”
I’m embarrassed to admit that all the hooplah was over something so simple and yet luxurious as a satellite dish. I had talked myself into thinking maybe that the “right to have 100 or more channels” had been somehow written into the Bill of Rights. Fact is, satellite TV is one of those things most of us would be better off without. I’m not even sure we watch enough TV to make it worth what we pay for it. Here we are, spending HOW MUCH a month on TV, when people around the world don’t have enough to eat?
So all this to say two things: 1) I’m sorry if you found that post offensive. After I reread it, I found it offensive too. And, 2) Thanks, Mom, for helping me see things from a different perspective.
