IrishAyes
IrishAyes's JournalI'm sure
We can count on all the help Elvis and Festus can give us. Lordy, did I ever love Festus. Didja know he actually had a fine operatic voice?
When it comes to that, I wouldn't mind striking a figurative match under Mikey's heels myself to speed him on. You know he'd really love to be the GodParty presidential candidate in 2016. As if he had the ghost of a chance against Hillary!
Someone sent me a pm re your complete misreading of my post
Oy vey! What have I let myself be sucked into now?
Kindly read all 3 previous posts again. Notafraidtoo described a particular socio-economic group - it's there in b&w unless someone's deleted it! - that you appeared to question, as in "Is this the polite way to say trash?" or words to that effect. YOU questioned the description. Rightfully so, and I tried to state my equal disagreement with that poster by defining what that person's words appeared to mean really: faux-liberal condescension, however possibly well meant, by someone higher up the food chain and unqualified to speak on the condition of those disparaged.
Not DID make that poor and unqualified description, and you DID question it. My quote appearing at the top of your post in reply to me was my assessment of the true import of what Not said and what you certainly seemed to challenge. I made no pretense of claiming that's exactly what Not said - I alluded to the subterranean message Not's statement revealed.
Why is my own questioning of Not's description so hard for you to understand? That's what I don't understand! If you revisit those 3 posts with an open mind, perhaps you'll see that you misread mine entirely. We all make mistaks sometimes. But don't blame the choir when the audience is tone-deaf! Please and thank you kindly.
Now please - I have dogs to take care of, and they're being shortchanged by this prolonged distraction. I owe them first claim on my time. If anyone else emails me and says the whole room's cussing me out, I really must learn when to resist that mosh pit.
No
It's the uneducated, irresponsible, and a little messed up condescension of those who imagine themselves enlightened, no matter how far up the ladder birth and privilege might have perched them.
Now I AM going, as promised earlier. Really. I feel I owe it to everyone.
No, no... begging me to reconsider won't work.
Eating my own words now
... at least nibbling a bit! No, you don't have that wrong; that was indeed my intent - with the caveat that my concentration on the other responder was not in any way a glossing over or ignoring of the original instigator. My attention had to be directed first at the person with the greater power of defusing the situation - the one who rashly let the other yank his chain. If he had kept his cool, I would've left him alone. Other than that, you guys seemed to have the other one put in his place pretty well w/o my piling on with you.
The words I'm eating are my previous declaration that I was done with this thread, though I do intend to avoid future involvement in the subject. Occasionally I just need reminding of potential dead ends.
My plea is still to one and all to keep your head and your heart open enough to see where the other side might have a valid point even if it takes serious digging to find. Somewhere a workable and just solution has to be found, and the louder we yell at one another, the less we're likely to succeed.
Well, this time I'm glad I swung by again or I'd have missed your latest response. Then I wouldn't have had the impulse to admit something that's probably not news anywhere. The reason I know how counter-productive and futile temper fits are is because, well... I might be the world's most expert practitioner. Yes indeed! Long experience in the trenches. Her Irishness has been known to leap into the mudhole with glee and emerge not really victorious but instead just as muddy as her opponent(s). Trust me, it ain't pretty.
My chows
DID consider cats a food group, partly because people would dump unwanted animals on my horse ranch and the dogs were brilliant hunters with wide-ranging tastes. When I retired and moved to a small town, I was very concerned the first time we visited the vet because they had free-range office cats. But the dogs seemed to understand that these particular tasty tidbits belonged to someone and were therefore off limits to them. When I was urged to take the dogs off leash after all other patients had left, the dogs simply stood inches away and stared their hardest at the cats, all of whom totally ignored them! It was priceless. I'm sure that was the first time their infamous hungry stare failed them. But they knew w/o correction how to behave. They were probably thinking, "Don't ever let me catch you in my yard!"
Please
Do not put words in my mouth. All I was trying to do, really, was to point out that flying off the handle does no good, impresses no one, and it nullifies an argument to behave in like manner with the lowest common denominator. You choose how to behave and at which level. It depends on whether you really want to influence another's thinking or just shoot your mouth off.
Now I'm done explaining Life 101 to incoming freshmen.
Twist that any way you like.
As an afterthought, you can probably relax and not expect me to show up in the next pitt-themed thread. I've already seen enough and wouldn't hold out much hope of progress. This has been an interesting but still fairly wasteful use of my time. Any more and it would amount to howling at the moon.
My Brigid and Molly
would help them carry it to their car. One thing for sure, there can't be an ounce of chow blood in those two. All my chows ever really had to do was to stare somebody down.
Absolutely
But then the correction YOU administered didn't involve you in equal cupidity either, like a certain other poster.
You're entirely correct
But then it wasn't my dog, either. The only reason I wasn't too alarmed was because I knew that was Wimpy's manner of greeting.
It was my friend's dog. And that's exactly what I mean about animal lovers who don't have a clue. They're also the people who squawk loudest against Cesar Milan, who's actually far more of a dog lover than they because he respects dogs for what they are: dogs. He doesn't try to turn them into furry faux humans, which really amounts to self worship. ("I love my dog sooo much, I don't consider his canine nature good enough. He must be morphed into a closer version of moi, and I'll accomplish that transformation by treating him like a human in absolute ludicrous denial of his true self." The road to hell is paved with good intentions.
It didn't sting, dear
It stank.
Not the fact that you corrected him; rather the like manner in which you reacted. Do you roll in the mud with everyone who disagrees with you? Am I supposed to be impressed with that?
Sure, sure.... I know you don't care what anyone thinks of your behavior. That's why you hit fever pitch so easily.
In martial arts, if a person really wants an unregulated personal and physical fight , the first thing they do is rile up their opponent to throw him off his game. When you lose your temper, you lose every which way possible, even if you do beat the crap out of someone who never stood a real chance against you.
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