Adama wrote:Rock wrote:A few of you guys have jumped into this thread with distracting ad hominem attacks, petty arguments, ongoing one-upmanship, and rekindling of old wars. It was an interesting and productive thread until you guys hijacked it with all this childish drama.
It's 2017 now. Many decent posters left this forum ages ago because they see it as a negative and even dark place. I will try to counter this dynamic in hopes of seeing an eventual recovery.
So please stop the attacking, bickering, and insulting immediately, especially in this thread but also in others. If you continue with the unnecessary negativity and distractions, your posting privileges may be suspended or cancelled without further warning, especially if you are a newer member.
This is the nature of humanity. As I've said before, whether you are truthful or lying, right or wrong, it doesn't matter.
If you are expressing your heartfelt desires, wishes, dreams, opinions, thoughts or plans, there will ALWAYS be someone of a different opinion who can't agree to disagree who is going to tear your argument down and insult you for thinking differently from them.
So compromise and all that are out the window. That would mean overcoming basic human nature, which is impossible for most. You are therefore left with two options. Those are to disregard anything anyone says if it doesn't sound sensible to you (you have to be the one to agree to disagree and then ignore them). Or you keep all of your ideas, thoughts, feelings, beliefs, opinions, hopes, dreams, and desires to yourself.
The interesting part (and also the most unfortunate part at the same time), is that nobody ever really cares about what we think anyways, except us ourselves. At least not enough to hear us out. The proof of that is in the very fact that they attack your ideas and then you. They were never going to receive things from you. So what's the point?
At the end though, at a certain point it only serves to stifle conversation if men are overly judgmental towards one another.
Should men bother telling one another to stop and get back on topic? Another exercise in futility. People do what they want.
It's not just that.With the Internet being colonised by fewer and fewer social media hubs, finding an outlet where free speech is even barely possible becomes a luxury, like half an acre of park in a grey and polluted metropolis, like the single house on the street without a locked door, where one can walk in and squat, pee on the wooden floor and draw graffiti on the walls. HA is both a blessing and a curse because of its manifesto and, perhaps, Winston's liberal stance on all posters.
Just like the open house that ends up a cesspit full of broken crack pipes and used condoms, where everybody can do whatever they please because...they can...HA is exposed to the goods and bads of human nature, as you said.
I broke my feelings to the audience because I knew there were good and reasonable people listening: Rock, gsjackson, droid, Adama and many others. I wasn't expecting the troll
du jour to find this thread yummy enough to jump in and poo his racist brown matter all over it, but that's always a danger of shouting to the wind.
I couldn't care less if Krautmeister here calls me a pedophile because I am banging a hot girl or mentioning a 21-years old (who by the way is graduated and a teacher) who I never approached anyway. I don't care if he feels the urge to label Italians (all Italians!) losers because our Mussolini moment wasn't the brightest page of our history. I could research plenty of dirt from the past and present of South Africa, a country which only call to fame is institutionalised racism, the same kind of blind and vile blanket hate that he is manifesting on this thread. I can't be bothered, I have far bigger fish to fry.
At the end of the day, I got what I expected. Rock has been stellar with his pragmatic answers. I meet him often IRL and I appreciate the slightly detached but disciplined approach with which he helps people. Like a surgeon who gives away his services for free. Many others whom I never met but here poured empathy over my dilemmas and open wounds, and encouraged me to hang in there, like friends do.
With so much confirmation that there is still some good stuff happening in here, that the squatter house still has one or two livable rooms, why would I want to bend over the toilet bowl and smell the sewage? The troll is small and flushing himself down the pipe on his own. Can't be bothered.
After 18 pages where I learned anything from where in Minadanao to date good girls to Cornfed's elective ancestry, I am in the same place as before. It's a Purgatory, a pleasurable Purgatory all we want, yet a Purgatory.
All I can do is continue to hope and see my baby business growing. If I can't love someone worth who I am, I will love a business that carries my signature, written in sweat and blood. Filipinos often have a short memory, but they can feel grateful about what you have done for them like no other on this planet. I can do with that for now.
Thanks to all for enriching my OP and my views, especially Rock. Couldn't expect any better.
Duende's after a 24 yo and currently banging an 18 yo, so there. 
