brainpanhandler wrote: On the other hand, there is no "I really don't usually mean to be" defense that holds any water at all. I don't post anything unless I have time to review it and make sure it really is what I want to say.
Wow, I don't think I've ever composed then deleted a post. Yeah, I have no defense here, except to say that I really am usually posting in a huge hurry whilst on my way, or in between off-line exigencies which are literally tugging at my sleeve as I type. Probably no different than everyone else here. And I feel uncomfortable over-editing myself, partly becouse of these time constraints and partly because I want as much of the real person to come through in the post as I can get without too much second guessing. It's just my way. It took me a long lurk period to get into the swing of writing here at all. I guess everyone has there reasons for remaining cloaked, but once I decided to uncover, it was for reasons of 1) passion about the topic that goaded my revealation, and 2) wanting to really talk to some of the minds I was seeing in print on my screen, minds that seemed to be talking about things which I had had decided opinions upon, but frankly, I didn't have any outlet for amongst my real life circle of friends, because of those looks you get when you call the president a mass murderer, or that the CIA is the world's largest drug dealer, or especially that everything you read has an agenda and you have to look hard for the meta-text to even begin to know
cui bono, yeah stuff I was taught in school (
way over-educated, to the point of uselessness and jaundice) and stuff I wasn't you know, stuff that is really just taken for granted as
de facto around here. Some this stuff is pretty complex and it is in the nature of this kind of conversation that brevity and curtness can cut through the chatter and failed logic sometimes; I mean look at somebody like orz - his posts are rarely longer than ten words but often his point of view just shines through, and ouch, his point can really have a pointy end on it. Or et in arcadia ego, sometimes he posts and you can fucking hear the door slam on your bullshit. Or compared, well she's not really brief but the sincerity and intelligence just curls off the screen like smoke, and I wanna slink away and reassess my processed bull someplace quiet. And my feeling has always been that under the skin is where the real meat of the matter is, yet too, that is where the pain originates. So the truth hurts and really I do feel sorry when it does, 'cause I have that anxiety wherein I know that my truth-of-the-moment is not necessarily what's right or correct (instead, it's just top of the head: I hit SUBMIT but never submit), and then BANG, someone here slams my sloppy thinking with a point of view that hadn't occurred to me and I have the new layer or thought process shown to me - and that's why I'm here, for that new stuff, not to pretend I've got the answers, which I sure don't. Wow, I guess I'm pretty defensive. Shit, I need to work on that. And that's why I started this thread, too, cause I need to work on my shit and surrendering is part of it and admitting that I'm proud of bei ng such a dick sometimes is part of it, and getting past just getting past it is part too, I guess. Fuck it, I rest my case full of nonsense. Arghh! Thank god for the lounge.