I studied journalism as an all girl gay liberal arts school.

Though I am supposed to publish journal entries from the past, today was too crazy not to write about it. And I have had a crazy year. I have been into motorcycle accidents, Raccoon attacks (coons is crazy), earthquakes at work (metaphorical ones), and the wrong people’s beds. But today trumps those days.

And after today I am slightly afraid blogging can get you killed in some countries.

Due to a series of stabbings(to throw off any potentially threatening people using Google translator to translate this post into English from Spanish, henceforth* “Stabbings” will be referred to as “Boofinspoofins” where I live (going to keep this post tag-less and vague so it doesn’t come up in search engines), I became involved with hearing first hand what happened between to some of the victims and a person who assisted the victims.

I also had had my motorcycle stolen that weekend. Hearing first hand from people that there had been not one but a series of Boofinspooffins throughout the town, tension rose in the community. Three days after the attacks, everyone was shocked at the lack of media coverage regarding the Bloofinspoofins. Because of the lack of media coverage and no hard journalism happening, rumors were the only sources of information. This caused a lot of crazy speculations to circulate. Since I had first hand information, I decided to break the story with a CNN iReport (from hence forth to be referred to as the Wickity Trickity).

The Wickity Trickity about the Booofinspoofins spread in a way I could have never imagined. Within a day, 1,500 people had shared it on Facebook (henceforth will be referred to as Buttbook) and 7,000 views. I never expected it to go so far. I don’t even think CNN online headlines get that many views with everyone watching the parody news channel, Fox.

I got an enormous amount of positive feedback from the iReport (I mean the Wickity-Trickity). I would like to say that I broke the story with some hard journalism, but that’s not true because in the writing I included all of the speculation that was circulating around. Everything I wrote in the Wickity-Trickity (iReport) I believed to be true, but I didn’t stop to think you should not put a few facts next to a page of speculation. Once you present one fact, you should only present facts. There’s a place for opinions and theories, but they should be presented in a clearly marked opinion medium, not intermixed with facts.

But, that’s all besides the point…

Today was crazy when an unnamed person this morning informed me that the head of the investigation of the Blooofinspoofins was asking around about who I was and was openly very angry at me for the Wickity-Trickity. She told me to be careful. To watch my back. I bought a large mirror.

I also got calls from a dozen other people, many  giving me positive feedback for the Wickity-Trickity, others involved in the case, one a victim of the case, others wanting information from me. The president of the foreign country I live in, Cucarachastan read my Wickity-Trickity. He contacted a government official and what it seems like must of chewed him out for not having arrested anyone for the Boofinspoofins).

At the end of the workday, one of the President’s top officials called me wanting to meet urgently. Since I was still at work with a lot of people around, I decided if it was best if he come to me. I thought that maybe there could be some danger in meeting with him.

But there were some parts that pissed him off in the Wickity-Trickity, but he said  also he liked some of the things I had said He said that the president liked some of the stuff in my Wickity Trickity. That’s when I thought I might be in dangers (Because the president also likes lobster and he kills and eats it).

Despite my reservations, I left the conversation feeling relieved and good about things. I felt less likely like someone want to kill me. I think the police will have their victory, as the President official assured me that they would solve the case. He allowed me to be privy to some information that really made me believe it would be resolved. And hopefully, then everyone will win, and have their happy ending. He wants me to right a happy Wickity-Trickity about how the case was solved.

So, hopefully the Wickity-Trickity (which I rid of anything bursting with speculative emotion), which taught me a lesson, and that because the BloofinSpoofin was resolved, people on Buttface will direct people two a new Wickity Trickity (Wickity Trickity Junior), things in Cucharachastan will become a place where tourists feel safe and they are (and if you understood this sentence you are insane).

I’ll raise my glass in the hope that happens.

*Henceforth is the greatest word ever (henceforth to be refered to as Horse Salad).

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