Before going further, let me warn you that the following is about the ongoing feud between me and another user on this site. If you want to stay out of the blog drama, I understand. Now would be a good time to find another article. I truly intend this to be my last word on the topic, as I want to move on.

OK, you've been duly warned.

For those not following the argument it stemmed over my relief that the TX legislature had overturned Governor Rick Perry's executive order mandating the HPV vaccine for all girls entering the sixth grade. While I am opposed to the vaccine, I was not even celebrating the ban on the mandate, but rather the rightful insistence that this matter belongs in the legislature, not in the hands of a single person. Last I heard, Rick Perry does not hold an MD, and thus is not qualified to practice medicine without a license. I will oppose the mandatory vaccination as long as there is debate, but I believe there NEEDS to be debate on these matters.

The person who disagreed with me then went on to compare me to a couple who killed their child by neglecting its physical needs. Because I opposed this vaccine, basically, I was killing my children. Never mind that cervical cancer kills less than 1% of women in the United States.

Make no mistake about it. I love my children. DEARLY. Through these last two and a half years, there have been a few people who have implied that I don't, and those few people have worked hard to see to it that the state, not us, raises our children. Because we DO love our children, and because we ARE responsible parents, we have fended off every single accusation.

Now this guy comes in and accuses me of neglecting my children because I oppose the mandate. The obvious conclusion of such an accusation is that I am not capable of parenting my children. This is an allegation I take VERY seriously, especially from someone who does not even KNOW me.

Ironically enough, this guy sided with the FAMILY of Katie Wernecke when the state took her into custody. Katie's parents had chosen to seek other opinions after one doctor prescribed a course of treatment they opposed, and Katie was taken away. I chronicled the story, as did this blogger. We both came to the same conclusion. Yet when the rubber hits the road, I am called a murderer because I believe in the Democratic process.

I have said before the blogger may not ever come off my blacklist and I mean it. There are some lines you just don't cross. He crossed one such line.

Now, how 'bout those M's.