Nathan Tyree: Christ, ya know it aint easy...
I was shocked to read Fuzmeister's post titled: "The End." Shocked and perplexed. I was startled (and worried) to learn that I have apostles. I wonder if Fuzzy is thinking about crucifying me? But never mind.
I was stunned to hear that vent has been destroyed. I went looking for the ruins and rubble. I found Thr4ll posting about disc golf. Emajination posting about turmoil at work. Jestmeister posting about odd things on the internet. Brandon posting about his move3. Demannu asking for (and getting) feedback on some creative work he is doing. Where's the trouble, I thought. What's wrong with any of this?
So, maybe I had missed it. Maybe I missed the posts where things fell apart. I started rereading older posts. I found political discussions, people talking about their lives, people talking about their work, people posting songs. It all seemed okay.
So, I began looking directly at my interaction with Fuzzy. Here's what I found:
I joined and introduced myself. I posted a little craetive writing. I talked about my book (which I am rightly proud of). Fuzzy insulted me. I posted part of a story I was working on. i posted about my wife. I posted about a strange occurence at a wedding. I posted about my career. Through it all, Fuzzy berated and insulted me. I posted a political essay about society. I posted about my addiction to cigarettes. I posted about the things that I enjoy, and the things that I do. Fuzzy kept insulting me. He called me names and he demanded that I didn't belong. But...
I didn't strike back. I went along doing what I was doing and mostly ignored the fuzzball. He didn't like hearing about my success, so I stopped talking about my book. I did this even though he could simply have chosen not to read my posts. I acquiesced because i am a nice guy.
Then this. Fuzzy wants to take his toys and go home. Why?
A working hypothesis:
Some people here are talking about their accomplishments. They are discussing the things they do that make them proud and make them happy. Maybe fuzmeister can't handle other people having some level of success. If this is correct that makes him a bitter little person.
He accuses me and others of being assholes, but all along he has acted like an asshole and others have simply ignored him.
Brandon, it's your site. If you want me to go just say the word and I'm gone. But don't let fuzmeister push you (or anyone else) around. You've accomplished something here. Be proud of it. Expect others to be proud for you.
That is all.
Mood: perplexed
I was shocked to read Fuzmeister's post titled: "The End." Shocked and perplexed. I was startled (and worried) to learn that I have apostles. I wonder if Fuzzy is thinking about crucifying me? But never mind.
I was stunned to hear that vent has been destroyed. I went looking for the ruins and rubble. I found Thr4ll posting about disc golf. Emajination posting about turmoil at work. Jestmeister posting about odd things on the internet. Brandon posting about his move3. Demannu asking for (and getting) feedback on some creative work he is doing. Where's the trouble, I thought. What's wrong with any of this?
So, maybe I had missed it. Maybe I missed the posts where things fell apart. I started rereading older posts. I found political discussions, people talking about their lives, people talking about their work, people posting songs. It all seemed okay.
So, I began looking directly at my interaction with Fuzzy. Here's what I found:
I joined and introduced myself. I posted a little craetive writing. I talked about my book (which I am rightly proud of). Fuzzy insulted me. I posted part of a story I was working on. i posted about my wife. I posted about a strange occurence at a wedding. I posted about my career. Through it all, Fuzzy berated and insulted me. I posted a political essay about society. I posted about my addiction to cigarettes. I posted about the things that I enjoy, and the things that I do. Fuzzy kept insulting me. He called me names and he demanded that I didn't belong. But...
I didn't strike back. I went along doing what I was doing and mostly ignored the fuzzball. He didn't like hearing about my success, so I stopped talking about my book. I did this even though he could simply have chosen not to read my posts. I acquiesced because i am a nice guy.
Then this. Fuzzy wants to take his toys and go home. Why?
A working hypothesis:
Some people here are talking about their accomplishments. They are discussing the things they do that make them proud and make them happy. Maybe fuzmeister can't handle other people having some level of success. If this is correct that makes him a bitter little person.
He accuses me and others of being assholes, but all along he has acted like an asshole and others have simply ignored him.
Brandon, it's your site. If you want me to go just say the word and I'm gone. But don't let fuzmeister push you (or anyone else) around. You've accomplished something here. Be proud of it. Expect others to be proud for you.
That is all.
Mood: perplexed
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