Sometimes I wonder if ignorance really is bliss. I have pondered this before, and may have even posted about it, but it came to mind again recently and so I got to pondering it all over again.
The thing that made me think of it was when a friend (you know who you are!) made a comment on a forum about the "safety police". Hehe. These are the helpful folks who creep out of the internet woodwork to tell you why the fun thing you are doing is horribly dangerous. Yes, they have your best interest at heart, usually, but they still manage to suck all the fun out of a good time. And sometimes it really isn't something worth sticking their nose in to.
The more I think about it the more I miss "the good old days"... the days when I didn't have visions of starved horses and inbred dogs in my head. The days when I didn't feel like ripping in to people who let their cats pop out random kittens left and right, etc. But by the same token I am glad I know these things.
On the other hand, there are things I miss about pre-internet days. I miss showing off a picture of my horse and not feeling obligated to explain it was two days before my trimmer was out, that is why their feet look a little long... or that I had their halters on just for the pictures and I don't turn them put in them. I miss being able to tell someone a silly story and not have the tell me how dangerous it is to ride on a sled pulled by my horse. I miss days when people didn't automatically assume the worst and immediately respond to you as if you must be moron who doesn't know better.
I get sick of hearing people ignore the point someone was trying to make because they are so busy telling them to wear a helmet or cut their horses grain or replace their fence.
Yes, I think I am a better person for the knowledge I have now that I did not have then... but sometimes I do miss that blissful ignorance.
Now I am going to go hand feed my overweight horses some sweet feed whilst wearing my Crocs. And I might even feed my dog an M&M.