Uhm, hi, Terrence. Not to be a homebound whiner about it, but I'm looking at post #3536. From where I'm sprawling it didn't have the nicest ring to it, but then maybe I'm missing some oblique slap-on-the-shoulder-and-leave-a-bruise male-bonding intent. Best two outta three, no?
Well, fellow threadies, I've spent some hours ruminating on the unexpected shower of warm neutrons I took today. No matter how I slice it, I don't see where I stepped astray. Again, no matter how I slice it, I have received a vicious, deliberate personal attack on a supposedly flame-resistant thread.
An attack not on my words, or my deeds, but on me.
I do not take kindly to this sort of treatment.
I have had the pleasure kicked out of me with remarkable efficiency.
From the start (after breaking and entering with a Cartesian crowbar; conceded) I have sought to be gentle, easygoing in an Unsinkable California Surferdude sort of way. My trajectory may have been hyperbolic and not a little idiosyncratic, but always always devoid of malice or meanness. I do not understand when someone is presented with the possibility of sincerity/sarcasm, one would willingly select sarcasm and initiate preemptive measures.
The responses that trickled in after the event have been curiously few and subdued.
As long as the debt incurred by post #3805 remains outstanding, this thread constitutes a colder clime than I am willing to endure.
I've learnt my lesson and will shut up now.
With respect but without joy, Alex |
