From: The publisher of TVOL
There are vultures circling our neighborhoods, ogling our every twitch, armed with powerful error-optics and mistake-seeking missiles. They lie in wait, searching for a misstep, something to seize, enlarge, and trumpet across town. After giving this reality some thought, I realized how much pride I should take in the community in which I live.
Why does our lifestyle bother people like RUOC and their followers? I think it’s obvious. The vast majority of Jackson and Toms River residents are not commenting on these pages. The people who comment on hateful Facebook pages such as theirs are not exactly examples of ideal humanity. They are generally the people who are bitter and unhappy with their own lives and can’t handle seeing serene, meaningful lives being lived next door. These are the armchair activists who spend hours drooling in front of flickering screens; if they manage to put down the beer long enough to scratch their bellies and pound out a few nasty comments on the keyboard, it has been a very fulfilling and exhausting morning. At least it wasn’t just frittered away on more online gambling and other vices.
“The people who comment on hateful Facebook pages such as theirs are not exactly examples of ideal humanity. They are generally the people who are bitter and unhappy with their own lives and can’t handle seeing serene, meaningful lives being lived next door”
When these bitter Facebook commenters peer through their windows at a complete family unit—a father walking hand-in-hand with a little girl skipping along to school; a mother keeping a watchful eye on her beloved children—you can imagine the flea-bitten angst it causes them.
Even those commenters who live in mansions, with pickups and sports cars in the winding driveways, are unhappy with their own lives and cannot stomach the serenity flashing past their windows as they roar by our neighborhoods, heading back to their own fractious homes. And that is why they will vent this bitterness with their own lives, spewing it across comment sections. Instead of picking themselves up out of their chairs and creating a meaningful life for themselves, they spew their smokestack of hatred at their easiest targets. It gives them great relief to convince themselves that the people who seem to be living meaningful lives are really not as great as they seem. Putting the other guy down instead of trying to pick yourself up is always the easiest way.
Should we be embarrassed? Is there shame in our wholesome, innocent lives, in which crime is nearly nonexistent; children feel comfortable, safe, and loved; people are kind and giving, and life is cherished as an opportunity to accomplish and acquire great wisdom?
We are a community that loves, gives, and studies. Our men use their “free” time to strain over holy words; our women use theirs to nurture and create. What they wouldn’t give to be able to enjoy such success. How grateful we must be to be a part of it.
When a group of nearly 100,000 people
I have begun to look at their criticism of us as a compliment to our meaningful lives.
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