I just wandered back in, after being flat out of dharmatude for a few weeks (unavoidable, unwonted and unconscionable workativity) and what do I find at the home of reciprocal excellence, but a pissing match, and a pissing match between a couple of my favorite folks over, as far as I can tell, not a great lot beyond personal styles. What’s up with that? Did I miss something truly substantive? Have I van Winkled myself into a state of buhdicious obsolescence?
My mother always said, if you can’t say anything nice, shut yer fuckin’ piehole (truly she did). She also used to say, “I don’t DISLIKE her, but I wouldn’t invite her to my birthday party”. Most of the world wasn’t invited to her birthday party, but she remained rather popular because she was capable of absorbing whatever tripe her interlocutors might emit, with nary an eye-roll nor yet a riposte, and with only the slightest of sighs as she watched their retreating backs. Honesty is sometimes confused with aggressive assertion of what one perceives to be true, unmitigated by self-conscious awareness of one’s own fallibility and quickly devolving into a “sez YOU” exchange that only serves to perpetuate and inflame the original animus. It’s sad, and more than a little bit absurd, to watch.
Please tell me, please, that we will extiffulate, dehissify, and, if you will, inacerbate (as opposed to exacerbate) this breach of excellence. An occasional spate of micturation in one another’s rice bowls is unavoidable, even among the best of brethren, sistern, auntern and unclern, but portativity of grudgulation needs be averse.
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make nice to one another. point made and taken.
no worries, flagpole. the dust always settles. until the next ill wind.
be well!
is inevitable. And what can look like a “pissing match” to some can feel like an important stand to another.
What I do think is that Buhdy’s guideline of “be excellent to each other” doesn’t mean “agree with each other.” We can disagree and still be excellent about it.
That’s a hard skill that most of us are still working on learning. But one that might be crucial in our efforts to change things. And what better place to acquire those skills than here at DD?
I think we’re all adults here, flagpole, handling disagreement as adults.
A conservation is happening, yes. So far, it is polite.
No comments hidden, no ‘wrongs,’ no one has thrown themselves off any balconies.
No gang up, no broken bones, bashed heads or sticks poking out of eyes.
Some knife cuts, yeah; some wounds new, some old.
Everyone participating has their reasons for participating.
So… I’ll pass on the cookies and milk. @;-)
First of all, sugar is not my friend and come to think of it, neither is milk. I hate milk! 🙂