I figured this would happen. Everyone's got an opinion. And not only that, but everyone's got an opinion of MY MOTIVATIONS, and an up-to-date analysis of my response. Um everyone but Stinky, with whom I am attempting to reconstruct a decent relationship via humor, metaphor, irony, and every other technique I know how.
The only person here so far who is even close is Animal, who is also apparently the only person who realizes he doesn't have a dog in this fight. I have news for you others who think you know what motivates me...you don't have a dog in this fight either. And not only that, it ain't a fight.
Foreword, I can't see anything anywhere in almost 4,000 posts that would justify you making that kind of insult. In fact, that kind of insult makes you about as bad as you claim I am. You assert that I want to be on the GB, but I see it's you that's doing all the judging. If that's as good as your gut instinct serves you, perhaps you'd do better with a Ouija board. Jerk.
Xena, I don't know where you're coming from either, not claiming to do what you do not hesitate to do: assign motivation to others. And if you think my response is condescending drivel, then you have no idea what condescending means. Drivel, on the other hand, is something you obviously know lots about. Tell me something. How can someone who has escaped from the WT act more like an elder than an elder, and attempt to pick apart each and every sentence and word and pass judgement on each? You come across exactly like a flinty-assed old elder. They say that you become just like that which you have grown to despise. Well, welcome brother Xena, elderette, knows all, judges all, blabs all. You're just tooooo righteous for me. And I've noticed you piling on before now in other threads where your nose wasn't needed or appreciated either. Which begs the question: where you born an annoying know-it-all twit, or do you have to practice at it?
RoyB, if you don't answer a person according to the manner in which they have responded to you, they won't understand a thing you're saying. That concept got you all turned inside out; little tough for you is it? I don't remember ever offering any insults to you. What are you on about? Trying to get in good with the ladies is it?
Frankly and finally, I don't get you folks. You might not understand my attempt to iron out what I feel is a misunderstanding with S.P., but that gives none of you the right pile on. If I was half as bad as you are attempting to make me out, I wouldn't be trying to impress upon S.P. the depth or number of our similiarities now would I? I would have just let whatever misunderstanding my innocent original post created with S.P. ride and ignored the fact that she was hurt by it, and attempt to do something about it. In short, instead of offering your assistance in resolving a situation based largely on misunderstanding, you do all you can to insure furthering the misunderstanding. You remind me of the people looking up at the woman on the tenth floor ledge, yelling "jump, jump," and as such you prove yourselves full of male bovine fecal material, that means you're execreable Xena and others. You should take a cue from Animal who sees far more than you and does so in a much quicker glance. But then I have never seen him attempt to egg on a fight, either. Those that do can piss off, I think is the technical term.
S.P. I was hoping to resolve this unpleasant situation with a little humor, some metaphor, irony and a couple of hard questions that I'd still like an answer to, mainly as to why you feel you own this issue. You're not in any different situation with your marriage or anything else than am I. So what's the deal? Why is it all yours? I would appreciate dealing with you at our personal addresses if you please. There's always a few in each crowd who are so far into self-righteousness they can't identify it in themselves. I've tried to see it from the point of view of foreski, um foreword, Xena, RoyB, but for the life of me I just can't get my head that far up my ass. Please. Let's get together at our private addresses and resolve ourselves like the adults I feel we can be with out all the "help" we get here.
Remember the story of the old man, his grandson, and the donkey? If the old man got on the donkey, passersby felt it was terrible he made his grandson walk. If the little boy got on, it was terrible the grandfather had to walk, if neither they were stupid, if both they were cruel. Lesson being you can't please anyone but yourself so why bother. I have never seen any indication that these folks can run their own lives, I'll be damned if they'll run mine.
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