"You know I love you. It's nothing personal."
"But I don't get how you could just cut me like that."
"I didn't even have to think about it. It was a no brainer."
"Oh, ripping my heart out is that easy for you, Sal?"
"I think that you're overreacting David. Really. Try to see it from my perspective."
"What? The first amendment doesn't work on your blog? I can't say whatever the hell I want?"
"The first amendment is alive and well darling, that's what I'm trying to tell you. I have a right to publish what pleases me, and the tone and content of this one particular comment didn't go with that particular piece or the overall flavor of my blog, so I deleted it. It's that simple."
"Oh, the tone and content of my comment, why didn't you SAY so…… I thought that you didn't like my grammar. You know how touchy I am about my grammar. Well, that's alright then. Pass the potatoes?
A charming, brilliant and much enjoyed friend of mine recently left a comment that I deleted without thinking he'd mind or even probably notice.
About four hours later I had an email from him saying something to the effect of I left a comment, what happened to it? [the word censorship may have been bandied about]
I composed this little dialog drama for him and emailed it back to him as my response to his question.
Then I waited hoping that he'd be fine with my humorous take on the whole concept....and not pout.... take his marbles and go home.
His entire response?
"Well at least it wasn't my grammar."
I love my friends.