One of the things I treasure about the various writers of knit blogs I've been finding on the web is that it is such a diverse and interesting group. We are not all the same, but one thing brings us together and that is our mutual and abiding love of fiber, yarn, sticks, string.... we are knitters, we are fiber artists, we are women and men connected by something interesting. If I only wanted to associate with people like myself, who shared my every interest, I probably would not be out there on the internet.
I realize this is not so for everyone.
But I still don't get it. When you start narrowing your world down to a tiny little sliver of safe people who are just like you, you lose something precious. You lose a diversity that most of us don't get in our immediate communities, you lose the opportunity to learn and yeah, you lose the opportunity to go "Hey, you're really not like me, I so don't agree with you on this one but I will listen and be respectful anyway." and trust me, there is nothing like having that experience to make you a more decent human being. Realizing you're being a closed minded jerk and STOPPING? That's priceless. May I always be willing do do that, this mouth to G-d's ear.
The internet allows us to connect with a wide swath of like minded people, but it also allows us to narrow ourselves down to a dangerously tiny subset and forget there is a wider world out there in which we must participate.
For the record? I don't care if other tea drinkers or knitters have kids, don't have kids, raise dogs or cats, queer, whatever. I don't care if the yarn of choice is
It keeps it fresh and interesting.
But I gotta say one thing. If you call me a "breeder" or you call my children one of the epithets I saw slung around in the "childfree" discussion the other day? I will jam a #19 knitting needle up your