It doesn't feel any better the second time around

For the second time this month, I've been blocked from commenting on Beauty Tips for Ministers

I think the offending word this time is "slutty", but I could be wrong... at this point I think I'll probably email the blogger and ask her about it - if for no other reason than to rule out the possibility that I'm overly paranoid. 

I feel like I've been sent upstairs to wash my mouth out with soap.

And I'm realizing what a treasure we have in fandom, on dw/lj - our  expressiveness of communication, that there is no bot blocking out someone's comment because they've used profanity to express frustration; or because language is being called out from hiding behind euphemisms. I'm immersed in our culture - with sex and laughter and arguing over warnings and comment freezing and wank and much of it happening in the openness of the online community. I'm frustrated by having my voice anonymously, automatically silenced. I'm deeply uncomfortable by the undercurrent of slut-shaming in BTFM this week. 

( My comment - Wherein sex is not the enemy, and if the sheerness of my blouse bothers you, trying looking up here, to my eyes.  )