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To: epicure who wrote (67431)	11/22/2002 10:16:00 AM
From: one_less	Respond to of 82486

That is not true. "But the only disgraceful behavior you seem to notice, is that of CH." I am not the designated behavior barometer for the thread. However, I have had many encounters with people over their thread behavior including the enemies of CH. Most of the behavior on this thread, disgraceful or otherwise, simply does not interest me. Why am I responding to this particular episode? Because it was directed at me and deserving of a response from me. Why am I posting in general on the CH issue? Because it is generally the topic of discussion on this thread, and various aspects of it are worthy of comment. For example: 1) CH hounded Poet over her objections. (notice I didn't say harrassed). 2) He claimed he understood the relationship as one of intimacy behind the scenes and the rest of us misunderstood it. According to CH, Poet really wanted his attention, was leading him on, and they had a good relationship. 3) When overwhelming evidence came forward that she wanted him to stop bothering her he continued. 4) Over the advice and objections from the participating community he continued. 5) He even used the threat of continued houndings as a lever to negotiate deals. 6) Even when evidence was published that she was being harmed in a material way he continued. 7) He labels Laz a liar but his arguement really amounts to simply losing privileges on SMBR. Laz worked within his authority to pull those privileges and was honest about his reasons. 8) He demands a reciprical apology. Not just with a person who is disputing with him but practically the entire participating community. (Did you ever see Charles Manson's definition of Helter Skelter?) In any event peace treaties may involve concessions on both sides but a sincere apology is simply that (no terms attached). He seems dumb founded that anyone would think that an apology could be anything other than reciprical. I have seen plenty, even on this thread. So, I don't know why it is confusing for him. 9-100) Each day as we discuss the elements of his issue there is plenty of new areas for rational debate. Yesterday the discussion took several side tracks. Each of them with a CH issue undercurrent. If he believes his position is sound, then it applies to all other issues that can be related. As with him so with everyone else and all other comparable issues. I expect these positions to be based on a false or weak premise and so am likely to enjoy trying to uncover that. "...and discount your opinion because of it." It seems that is true for you. There are some dynamics that help to shape that up. It could be true for other people as well. I will watch with interest to see how that goes.

To: epicure who wrote (67431)	11/22/2002 11:20:53 AM
From: one_less	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 82486

"...and discount your opinion because of it." By the way, are you aware that the only disgraceful behavior you make efforts to discount is that of CH? You make note of most other behavior that could be termed "objectionable." You frequently discount comments on CH behavior, and bolster his comments on other person's behaviors. Or, did I miss something?

To: epicure who wrote (67431)	11/22/2002 11:27:39 AM
From: The Philosopher	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 82486

Speaking of disgraceful behaviors. Harvard Law School is considering imposing speech codes. washingtonpost.com

To: epicure who wrote (67431)	11/22/2002 11:56:23 AM
From: The Philosopher	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 82486

HOW DID WE SURVIVE? As heard on the John Gambling Show on NewsTalk Radio 77 WABC, New York wabcradio.com How did we survive? Looking back, it's hard to believe that we have lived as long as we have. As children we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags. Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special treat. Our baby cribs were painted with bright colored lead based paint. We often chewed on the crib, ingesting the paint. We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors, or cabinets, and when we rode our bikes we had no helmets. We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle. We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then rode down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times we learned to solve the problem. We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. We played dodge ball and sometimes the ball would really hurt. We played with toy guns, cowboys and Indians, army, cops and robbers, and used our fingers to simulate guns when the toy ones or the BB gun was not available. We were not ridiculed for this play, not thrown out of school, and didn't all grow up as mass murderers. Most of us grew up with guns in the house and rather than being taught to fear them, we were taught to handle and use them responsibly. We ate cupcakes, bread and butter, and drank sugar soda, but we were never over-weight; we were always outside playing. Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't, had to learn to deal with disappointment. Some students weren't as smart as others or didn't work hard so they failed a grade and were held back to repeat the same grade. That generation produced some of the greatest risk-takers and problem solvers. We had the freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all. Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake instead of a pristine pool (talk about boring), the term cell phone would have conjured up a phone in a jail cell, and a pager was the school PA system. We all took gym, not PE... and risked permanent injury with a pair of high top Ked's (only worn in gym) instead of having cross-training athletic shoes with air cushion soles and built in light reflectors. I can't recall any injuries but they must have happened because they tell us how much safer we are now. Flunking gym was not an option... even for stupid kids! I guess PE must be much harder than gym. Every year, someone taught the whole school a lesson by running in the halls with leather soles on linoleum tile and hitting the wet spot. How much better off would we be today if we only knew we could have sued the school system. Speaking of school, we all said prayers and the pledge (amazing we aren't all brain dead from that), and staying in detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention for about the next two weeks. We must have had horribly damaged psyches. Schools didn't offer 14 year olds an abortion or condoms (we wouldn't have known what either was anyway) but they did give us a couple of baby aspirin and cough syrup if we started getting the sniffles. What an archaic health system we had then. Remember school nurses? Ours wore a hat and everything. I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something before I was allowed to be proud of myself, church was somewhere your friends went on Sunday too (except for the Murdocks down the street, but nobody trusted them anyway), I just can't recall how bored we were without computers, PlayStation, Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital cable stations. I must be repressing that memory as I try to rationalize through the denial of the dangers could have befallen us as we trekked off each day about a mile down the road to some guy's vacant 20, built forts out of branches and pieces of plywood, made trails, and fought over who got to be the Lone Ranger. What was that property owner thinking, letting us play on that lot. He should have been locked up for not putting up a fence around the property, complete with a self-closing gate and an infrared intruder alarm. Oh yeah... and where was the Benadryl and sterilization kit when I got that bee sting? I could have been killed! We played king of the hill on piles of gravel left on vacant construction sites and when we got hurt, mom pulled out the 48 cent bottle of over the counter mercurochrome and then we got butt-whooped. Now it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10-day dose of a $49 bottle of antibiotics and then mom calls the attorney to sue the contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat. We didn't act up at the neighbor's house either because if we did, we got butt-whooped (physical abuse) there too... and then we got butt-whooped again when we got home. Mom invited the door to door salesman inside for coffee, kids choked down the dust from the gravel driveway while playing with Tonka trucks (remember why Tonka trucks were made tough... it wasn't so that they could take the rough berber in the family room), and Dad drove a car with leaded gas. Our music had to be left inside when we went out to play and I am sure that I nearly exhausted my imagination a couple of times when we went on two week vacations. I should probably sue the folks now for the danger they put us in when we all slept in campgrounds in the family tent. There was surely a Ho-Jo somewhere nearby that would have been safer. Summers were spent behind the sickle lawnmower and I didn't even know that mowers came with motors until I was 13 and we got one without an automatic blade-stop or an auto-drive. How sick were my parents? Of course my parents weren't the only psychos. I recall Johnny from next door coming over and doing his tricks on the front stoop just before he fell off. Little did his mom know that she could have owned our house. Instead she pick him up and swatted him for being such a goof. It was a neighborhood run amuck. To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told that they were from a dysfunctional family. How could we possibly have know that we needed to get into group therapy and anger management classes? We were obviously so duped by so many societal ills, that we didn't even notice that the entire country wasn't taking Prozac! How did we survive?