Yikes.
Next time I think I’ll just slink off into a corner rather than expressing my opinions loudly and vocally… hmmm… on second thought, that would be boring and no one would talk to me. And since I’m such a narcissist, that would really suck. Big time.
Do we all need to agree here on BooTrib? Do we all need to have the same points of view? I sure as hell hope not, I didn’t move to Stepford did I?
No. We don’t. We don’t all need to support the Dems. Or support spiderleaf for dogcatcher (I figured that was as good a place as any to start, and since I am recently, ie today, unemployed I figured a change of scenery might be nice… be the change you seek and all…). But we do all need to support and embrace our community of misfits. If we don’t, who the hell else will? I don’t think we’ll be welcome at Freeperville or the Communist party blog or anything… and even if we were, are we better as a whole debating each other or fracturing off into ever smaller communities where we only reinforce each other without question? I know my answer. I stay. And I let y’all know when I disagree… but I do so respectfully (I didn’t rule out snark because how could I LIVE without it, but respect is another matter…) because I don’t have all the answers, no one does (unless you talk to God or Bill Gates directly, in which case drop me an email, maybe you can help me find a job…).
New members have joined. Members who aren’t necessarily used to our civility. ‘Older’ (I hate that term because I am still a spring chicken thank you very much!) members get cranky & pissed off. Oh well. Tell them about it. Everybody. No one is a sacred cow (except for Susan… sorry, but I draw a line somewhere…) Debate them the way you would like to be debated. Or walk away and don’t post… but whatever you do, do it with the knowledge that as a whole we can affect change, within ourselves and within others… alone we sit and scream at our TV’s. I pick together… always.
I do care if you agree with me that the site, the community, the individual people who form the community are worth sticking around for… but other than that, disagreement is always welcome 🙂
I do speak to God and Bill Gates, but Bill Gates never answers me. It is discouraging. . .I have come to the habit of taking his name in vain. . .a lot!
Let’s all stay and squable together from time to time when we misunderstand each other. . .but I think we can pretty much weather it if we stick together. And holy crap, why would we want to be somewhere that everyone thinks and talks and writes the same? Booooooooooooring.
I don’t speak with God (that I know of) but I sure would like to speak to Bill Gates. Damn Windows!&?&*%
She’s just kidding, Bill, please don’t disconnect her, we need her here. Thanks for your consideration.
And stop kissing Susan’s butt. Everybody knows what a colossal shit disturber she is!
I. Will. Not. But for the grace of Gates/ Hu goes spider… 😉
and of course, I forgot to clarify… if Susan would rather be a sacred duck or frog or grail then please, please Susan, let me know and I will update the diary accordingly… I will do anything to appease the blogging gods… I fear your wrath… 🙂
Big Brother Almighty, as in the following from School Daze:
Boo Brutha Almighty, but whatever works.
Hey, do you remember this? Congrats, I’m pretty sure you reached that goal months ago.
P.S. I think you’re missing a link in your blogroll. (see below for a big-ass, neon-lighted, shamelessly-pimped link to my blog)
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Good morning compadre – just wanted to jump in to say it’s been really nice to see you.
And . . . HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY!!! (Had I known you were so young. . .I. . .um. . .don’t think I would have been so vocal about my e-crush. . .cuz, like, there’s probably laws out there protecting someone of your age from things like that ;^)
Wishing you a fabulous day, dear friend!
It’s been good seeing your comments sprinkled here and there; and regarding the law, pssshhh. 😀
Peace to you today!
21% of you have said you speak to jesus freakin’ buddha, bill gates, or god himself and yet nobody has offered me a job… I feel so worthless… meh, most likely just too snarky for god and too bitter for gates… or is it vice versa?
I talk to myself regularly, and I assure you I am loaded with snark
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man, for a deity, you seem to have your share of self doubt… how can you be sacrilegious about yourself??
I’d offer you a job but I think “cat litter cleaner upper” is beyond your qualifications.
Hey! How about trying out for the SCOTUS?
It’s late. “beneath”…”beneath” your qualifications. oops.
Doh! That little slip made me laugh out loud. Talk about extremes…
Wo – I wondered what kind of dust-up ensued that resulted in Spide being unworthy of scooping feline feces! Yikes, that woulda been kinda harsh. . .
I’ll have to save that for when I’m really, really ticked off at someone: “Yeah. . well. . .like. . .I wouldn’t trust you scooping my cat’s poop!” Or – “Your posts aren’t worthy of lining my cat’s litter box”
But then again, maybe that would be considered prickish behavior. I’ll try it sometime just to make sure ;^)
I think you got it right the first time… 🙂
I couldn’t believe I had made that mistake after I posted it. I’m sorrrrrry! (a little butt kissing of my own there…)
’tis okay my friend… no harm no foul… at least I know what career path I DON’T care to pursue tho’…
“God” said I shouldn’t offer you a job because you would freakin hate working for me. . .I am a great partner but a lousy boss. Count your blessings. ( the chanting and ohming alone would drive you crazy. . . ::snark::)
I’d rather say that everybody here is a sacred cow. From reading some recent quarrels, I would even say we are a community of sacred mad cows…
As for God, I used to talk to him, but since I told him I didn’t believe he exists, he cold-shoulders me…
Few of us are able to choose the people with whom we live and work. Families come ready-made – bolted on to us by DNA, colleagues at work are usually the choice of someone else, even our friends are often a choice of ‘convenience’ since one can’t select from millions.
But somehow we make do, accommodate, fudge, forgive and usually find that just spending time with someone creates bonds. Discourse is like the mortar that holds bricks together in a wall: mortar also keeps the bricks a little bit apart. That is civility.
It’s a little like how neural networks grow in the brain. Neurons tend to connect up with nearby neurons that are actively firing at the same time. There’s no ‘logic’: it is activity and proximity that decide.
Only with love do we demand some kind of perfection, some kind of ‘fit’ in which we see and feel the whole world about us in vague unison. A community (though Shirl would disagree) is not about love. A community is a habitat. It is organic. It is a food chain. It morphs and evolves according to its environmental situation. Sometimes a habitat splits – again that is a natural process of seeding. That is how communities reproduce. It’s how habitats have sex.
Damn Sven! Where have you been? I was just wondering where you were as I haven’t run into you for a long time. Yeah, you’re right, I would disagree. . .but I won’t this time because we are talking aboout two very different kinds of love. I understand what you are talking about. Not so sure I could explain with enough clarity what I am talking about (visa vie Love). And really, who cares anyway. The semantics are not that important.
Good to run into you in the wee hours here.
Shirl
Ah bin setting up new company and working my ass off 😉
Hey! For a lutefisk eater you’re a pretty smart philosopher. Just saved this post to my permanent BT file .
It may be the lutefisk that’s doing it…
Thank you for your support – I shall wear it always (one of my pater’s favourite lines)
Oh my! Does that qualify as a come-on in your part of the world? (I’m just pretending in my head ;^)
Nice to see you!
I haven’t the foggiest idea as to what you are referring 😉
Nice to see you too…
Maybe Sven could offer you a job. No hesitation now, I’m sure Finland can be lovely in the summer. And learning a new language isn’t that hard. What an exciting adventure!
I’d do it – I’m crazy about the guy.
If you want job leads, it would help if we had a link to your resume…
Kinda like the following:
A poor woman went to church and prayed, “God, I need to win the lottery. My husband and I really need the money. Please!” So she went home that evening and watched to see if she won the lottery. She didn’t. So she went back to church to pray again. “Please, God, we really need the money. Please.” She went back home and again, she did not win the lottery. She went back to church and she said, “God, why won’t you let me win the lottery?” And a big, booming voice said, “Lady, you need to buy a ticket if you want to win the lottery!”
I figured if you were speaking to God or Bill Gates you’d already have that on file… 🙂
Post it on your website (which is cool, BTW). Seriously – someone here might be able to help you.
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As a matter of fact I do speak with god. He is speaking to me even as I type this. He is saying that all of those who have failed to read and/or recommend my diaries are looking at eternal damnation. Or something like that.
I need to get my hearing checked. I thought She said, “Eternal Dance Nation”
No, no, that’s a new reality show. 😉
Man, if the afterlife is one big dance party I’ll have to reconsider my stance on the big guy/ girl/ giraffe (also known as: God, Allah, Yahweh, Susan)…
You forgot the flying spaghetti monster.
He/she/it will have to flagellate you with a noodly appendage.
Man to God:What is a million yrs. to you?
God: Just a second.
Man: What is a million $`s to you?
God: Just a penny.
Man: Can I borrow a million$`s?
God: In a second.
I haven’t been around to comment much the last week or so, but I thought I’d drop by before this falls off the world rec list to say I’m glad you decided to stick around 🙂
Peace.