“Wow. What a hateful, ignorant, paranoid woman.” And yet another dump on me for my heartfelt political views – http://t.co/hVMJVHYKQB

— Jenny Marie Hatch (@JennyHatch) October 9, 2013

So I confess to using a comment style in chat rooms and blogs that tends to make people want to kill me…

In which I upset the apple cart at Feminist Mormon Housewives at An Open Letter to Ruth Todd http://t.co/wh332KvPTD

— Jenny Marie Hatch (@JennyHatch) October 9, 2013

Or at least want to send me packing as the most divisive troll on the web…

A warning from the gals at Segullah – on A Bleeding Heart: http://t.co/JdJOT5XLPv

— Jenny Marie Hatch (@JennyHatch) October 9, 2013

Most of the time when chatting with the well heeled, well coiffed, just a tad too educated and credentialed to be patriotic, smart set of mormondom I am simply given a “gentle” reminder…

Below are our commenting guidelines, just as a gentle reminder:

1. The aim of Blog Segullah is to highlight a variety of women’s perspectives within a framework of shared beliefs and values. Commenters need not be members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, but a general respect for religious belief is required.
2. No insults. Critiques should address the argument, not the person.
3. No excessive diversion (or creating a threadjack) from the intended subject of the author.
Comments which violate these standards may be removed at the discretion of the blog editors.

You can decide for yourselves if I was breaking any of those rules with my two comments.

Here is the conversation I had with the author of the piece.

“Jenn Hatch

October 8th, 2013 @ 12:14 pm
I seriously question the “honest desires and good intentions” of some of the leaders of the ordain women group: http://jennyhatch.com/2013/10/06/my-thoughts-on-the-ordination-of-women-in-the-church-of-jesus-christ-of-latter-day-saints/

Jenny

Sandra

October 8th, 2013 @ 1:01 pm

Jenn Hatch-

you are welcome to question their actions- that’s a typical reaction- but what I’m asking is to see people first. From those I know and have had true conversations with- I can’t do anything but love them. Same goes with those I know that have spoken against it. I know them and I love them. They have good desires and intentions as well, but might have not seen the people as people. People first. Most everyone I’ve ever met never deliberately seeks to do harm.

I don’t ever want to cast a stone, or pick at the mote in someone else’s eye when there’s a beam most likely lodged in my own.”

I responded to Sandra with a comment that was pulled. I basically told the intellectuals of Segullah that I hated Feminism and loathed Mormon Feminists.

The reason I started my own blog is because I have continually been chased out of chat rooms whenever I begin to expose the various agendas tied to certain systems of thought control in our society. In this instance, Feminism was the issue.

I continue to struggle to find the language that will allow me to comment without getting banned or deleted, but it is obvious that I have not found that “well modulated tone”.

My sisters at Segullah are like those on the Titanic who were straightening deck chairs as the ship sunk into the ocean.

Western Civilization is imploding in front of our eyes, the enemy is at the gate, or at least in the instance of the Ordain Women crowd – at the door of the Conference Center (where Heavenly Father greeted them with Hail) and all these boobs can do is attempt to shut me out of the conversation.

That’s cool. I know my writing style is not for everyone. And if the ladies who lunch and chat up a storm on the web about how we can be better mothers while leaving the littles in the care of a sitter while they give each other Mother of the Year Awards don’t want me crashing their party, hey, it is no skin off my nose.

I have never fit in with the well mannered Mormon Mommy crowd and probably never will.

But I know what sort of a future I want for my daughters and grand daughters.

And I will continue to speak, yell, write, and expose no matter who gets offended.

It’s what I do.

Jenny Hatch

Jeff with his Mother Jenny