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To 'Earth Letters' bloggers

What a mordant wit!


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Your caustic letters are a pleasure to read and your corrosive tone a delectation. Irony and sarcasm are the best weapons to pillory someone and death shouldn’t be the excuse to forgive and forget what was done in the past when we know the noxious and destructive repercussion in the present and in the future. It’s necessary and sane to challenge the past and its protagonists to move forward and avoid making the same mistakes again. But do we really learn from the past?


Cecilia

4 commentaires


zilou98
23 avr. 2020

Let’s put it this way. If someone didn’t do anything wrong, using sarcasm to pillory this someone is meanness. Nothing more... For my part, I am used to being clear.

The Great Heaven of Literature. Flora.

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Otium Blog
Otium Blog
23 avr. 2020

'Using sarcasm to pillory someone when they didn't do anything wrong is meanness'.


How do you know they didn't do anything wrong?

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Paul De Carvalho
Paul De Carvalho
21 avr. 2020

Thank you very much for enjoying our letters. These letters were written for you readers, fellow bloggers. For example, when I am calling Jules Ferry it is because I am calling those who speak on his behalf and interpret secularism in the wrong way. Secularism is about respecting everyone, respecting their beliefs and their religion, and not imposing and depriving them of their freedoms. I am like you Cecilia, I wonder if human beings can learn from the past. I modestly think I can learn from my mistakes, but the problem is that I make new ones every day hahaha.

Thanks Cecilia

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zilou98
21 avr. 2020

I just know we shouldn't judge anyone when we don't understand everything.

Using sarcasm to pillory someone when they didn't do anything wrong is meanness. But except sadists, no one is sarcastic for pleasure. The thing is, at a moment, playing with words is not useful anymore. If people don't understand you, that's not necessarily because they don't want to.

I don't think there are scorpions or crocodiles.

Anyways, if there are, I am a stupid crocodile.

The Great Heaven of Literature. Flora.

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