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I'm starting to really fucking hate getting on the internet at all. Because I DARED to express a goddamn opinion that didn't match another's, I get fucking attacked, called inbred, racist, and stupid. How dare I want to calmly express something that doesn't agree with his, I get him and strangers shoveling dumb shit.

What the fuck is wrong with the world? Do people really hate that the whole fucking world doesn't completely agree with them? Goddamn I am seriously feeling very let down, frustrated, undudely, and all kinds of things. What the fuck?

Seriously, what in the fucking fucked up fuck is this shit?

Well dude, we just don't know. But all that hate shit, well, that's just like their opinion, man. Fuck it, life goes on.

It is my duty to remind you, Dude, that any minor world that breaks apart falls together again.

There's a lot of free floating anxiety and hostility on these here internets that has no place in the innernet, ya know? If need be, I, for one, will not object should you elect to spark a J. A wiser person than I'll ever be, a bleached blonde hippie chick I once knew and cherished who embodied coolness and left peace and happiness in her wake wherever she went, once said to me, "Dude, you can't just let every fucked up individual you ever meet get you down. There are so many of them you'll be down for the rest of your fucking life, man, if you do that. Let's burn one." And we burned one, and there being nothing to protest on that day we had a very small sit-in on a sun drenched grassy area and it was a good day.

And though my memory of her words and that sunny spot are clear, I have no fucking idea who it was or what was said or done to piss me off. Know what I mean, Dude?

Quote from: DigitalBuddha on January 17, 2013, 06:15:30 PM
Well dude, we just don't know. But all that hate shit, well, that's just like their opinion, man. Fuck it, life goes on.

Shit happens. I just got used to the smell.

I should be used to it. But I'm still concerned and frustrated about the amount of hate that people have when others don't agree. They seethe and then their friends all gang up like roaches on vomit. I know I don't always have great faith in people, but I at least hoped that there were more who could actually speak without having to immediately jump to insults.

No content, just hyperbole and insults. Symbols over substance.

Quote from: Masked Dude on January 17, 2013, 06:58:21 PM
No content, just hyperbole and insults. Symbols over substance.

The mind control machine itself is devoid of meaningful content these days, so of course the minds it controls are similarly lacking. Rationality is for boring people -- the rage these days is rage itself, the inflamed passions of those who discern truth by comparing it to their fantastic preconceived notions and multiplying the result by how impassioned a voice delivers it.

I don't expect it to improve any, not in my lifetime, so I just don't go where assholes congregate. It limits my options, but I never really wanted to exercise the option to hang out with assholes anyway. That's why I'm here, ya know? 

Thanks to the anonymity of the web, it's easy for any asshole to rant and call people names. I've had my share of shit  and abuse, and I still find that it's a delicate balance between deciding to respond, or just leave the forum.  Ya gotta just take it easy and let the aggression just pass through you without letting it stick anywhere. A few deep breaths, and few tokes or beers, and all is good.

Take 'er easy dude - you got friends here.

There will always be paraquats man, but fuck it can't be worried about that shit, life goes on man!

Thanks, guys. Seriously, mad props to you dudes.

Quote from: Masked Dude on January 18, 2013, 04:11:16 PM
Thanks, guys. Seriously, mad props to you dudes.

Dude, I don't know how old you are but I gave John the Baptist swimming lessons. Now the thing is, when the telephone was invented, teenage boys were recruited to work the exchange. They lasted 6 months. Guess why? Reliable young women were hired to replace them. This was the 1870's by the way. Nothing changes.

If it helps, I was born when Nixon was still President.

Quote from: Masked Dude on January 18, 2013, 09:01:39 PM
If it helps, I was born when Nixon was still President.

I remember him. When was that again? My first significant memory of anything 'non domestic' on the telly was when JFK was shot. Didn't understand what it meant of course 'till later. Apart from that, Aberfan still  looms large. I was the same age as the kids in the school.

He was Prez until 1974. I was born in 1971, so I'll be 42 this year. I come from the pre-MTV generation.

I think that's a good thing!

Quote from: Masked Dude on January 18, 2013, 09:43:39 PM
I come from the pre-MTV generation.

I think that's a good thing!

I was in the US Air Force when MTV launched in August of '81. 

I find people who are being the exact opposite of me much easier to deal with than someone I like and agree with, but for whatever reason doesn't see eye to eye with me on the topic de jour. Asshats and fucktards can be really depressing in large numbers, especially when my uptight thinking just wants to help them to see what I think is "the light." But, once my mind limbers up, these situations can be easily cast away with a nice "Fuck it" or a j, or preferably both. My real problem sets in when I'm at odds with someone I respect and care about who just won't see things my way. This is harder to just say "Fuck it" to. Maybe it's because I feel some responsibility that if I can relieve their suffering, I should. Like noticing a thorn in their side and pulling it out for them. But, lately I'm becoming wiser and noticing it's not their suffering I'm really wanting to alleviate, what I'm really just doing is trying to relieve my own imagined suffering that I have from seeing them suffer. That is totally selfish and really easy to overlook. It's me justifying to myself why I'm feeling and acting the way I am. The "This is gonna hurt me more than it's gonna hurt you. For your own good of course." way of being. It's a hard thing to let people suffer, when that's all they want to do. They alone have the key to that door. There is only so much you can do for someone before you cross that line in the sand and stop being a help, and start being a hindrance. Me, being what I am, calls into being what they are. One side can never possibly exist without a "other" side to define it. The answer as always to just abide.