I’m wounded — really, I am… do you suppose the author feels any better now?
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Looks like something one of the dog shit diaries readers would do.
I wish my two good blog friends would hurry up and get over whatever the fuck it is that’s bothering them, because it’s getting embarassing. And yes, I know it’s all HIS fault and I don’t know what REALLY went on and too many bridges have been burned and so on and so on. Well, if that’s the case, how about dignified silence and mutual shunning. But a little mature hatchet burying (and not in each others’ backs) would be preferable.
Please, guys. This is really getting on my nerves.
And please don’t use this message as an excuse to start another round of sparring, either of you.
Just for the record, I tried talking to your other “good friend” and he blew me off. I made the effort. I tried burying the hatchet.
You know what? In the end, it ain’t worth it. If either of you would like to chat, you know where to find me. I tried reaching my hand out and he turned his back to it.
Just for a point of clarification, it’s been about two months since I heard from you, also.
Hatchet, indeed.
Just for the record, V, I did not participate in any of the discussions on Terry Schiavo, dropped out of Wingnuts long before any of that shit hit the fan, and said nothing during the rounds of painful recriminations everyone was sharing.
“And please don’t use this message as an excuse to start another round of sparring, either of you.” That may have been too much to hope for, but I’m trying here.
I’m talking about MSN Messenger, not wingnuts, where I primarily used to speak to you anyway. In fact, my last conversation with you went something like this:
You: Wow, I’m out of town for x number of days and all hell breaks loose.
Me: Yeah. Lot happened. How are you?
silence
silence
silence
silence
And I never heard from you again.
Now… Pray tell… What does that have to do with Terri Schiavo?
I WAS talking about Wingnuts. And the blogs.
Anyhow, I am sincerely sorry I brought this up and I will not mention it again. I had no intention of starting another sparring match. My intention was exactly the opposite. The End.
So, I guess your “bury the hatchet” remark only applies to everyone else.
Well, that’s fine. I guess I’ll never know what put a hatchet in your hand or in your back, but that’s the way it goes. And for all your “bury the hatchet” talk, I still haven’t heard from you, with no real reason mentioned here or elsewhere including MSN, and still have no idea what caused you to go completely incognito.
It’s all good. I harbor no ill will toward you. Or your lefty friend here, for that matter. I just chuckle whenever I hear someone say they want to bury the hatchet and act like adults, and they run off pouting and disappear while saying it.
Sorry, V. I’m not interested in fighting with you.
So don’t fight, just answer the question.
What was your problem with me that caused you to not talk to me for two months?
If you’re going to lecture people about explanations, hatchets, silence, and adulthood, I think you owe it to the person you’re asking to be mature an explanation for your own pouting brooding behavior.
You don’t want to argue? Fine.
You don’t want to discuss your own conduct? That’s fine too.
But you might wanna step down from on high before you tell people they need to behave better.
Hmmm.. so here’s that Vinny guy, who won’t respond to rational questions on his own website and resorting to the “troll” name calling… here!
Vinny, you’re quite the interesting character with those insignificant thoughts. Why don’t you run along home back to your own blog yourself?
You’re a lot of bark, Ian.
That’s it.
For those interested, Ian has invited Gord and/or Vinny to debate the topic of their chosing at his site, Ianisms”.
Gord, fyi, Ian’s an ex cop and a staunch libertarian. He actually has a fair amount of bite in addition to his bark.
Gosh, with all the free entertainment around, I may cancel my cable.
Hey Ian, this is an A & B conversation. Why don’t you just C your way out of it?
Ian reminds me of the child at another child’s birthday party. “It’s not your birthday, Ian.”
“I don’t care. I want everyone to pay attention to me! WAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH”
And Bal, I know you’re very interested in not fighting, but you still haven’t answered my request that has nothing to do with a fight. I guess I can take that to mean you don’t really have an answer and all your bluster about maturity and such is really just that? Empty bluster?
In case you’ve forgotten the question, oh icon of maturity, temperance, moderation, and self-control, it was really simple…
What was your problem with me that caused you to not talk to me for two months?
And bear in mind, that any excuses about work and such will be summarily laughed at because you’ve blogged a few times and spent time hanging around in the comments here.
As I said, Vinny, I’m not interested in fighting with you. Sorry.
From what I’ve seen so far from both
Vinny and Gord, I doubt there is much worthy discussion to look forward to.
Both seem to want to try to make themselves appear intelligent, without any substance. Neither seem to know what logic or debate is all about, use terms as “strawman” without defining what they mean, and have no idea what to do with facts they never knew about before.
Ah well.. light weights. Although, in response to the man who calls himself “magnificent” accusing me of running a “scam” on my blog, I have challenged him to a logical debate.. and have had some fun with him…
I wonder if he will have the guts.. or the knowledge of logic.. to agree to a formal debate.
I doubt it, from what I’ve read thus far. It seems the man who calls himself “magnificent” is magnificent in his own mind only.
I’ll bet my next month’s invoices that he will find his own way of ad hominem.. or some other logical fallacy, just as he has on Vinny’s blog, to excuse the challenge.. and end up being Gord the fuck up instead of the magnificent.
Yes, Balbulican.. you caught me in an inapppropriate expression.. but I do think.. we chuckle over some of the same things :)
So Gordy.. Vinny.. either of you willing to take part in a formal debate?
The challenge is there.. looking forward to Vinny’s description of what a “strawman” is. and of course, the “magnificent” one’s ability to debate logically.
Get out the popcorn, Balbulican. But rent a movie as well…. I doubt either one will take up the challenge, or even understand what a “premise” is in the first place.
I’d suggest a movie with Katherine Zeta-Jones. Entrapment is my favorite.
What are your favorites, Vinny and Gordy the so called Magnificent?
I’m so chuckling.. and laughing.. I need sleep.. Vinny.. I hope you read your devotional today.
How about… Proverbs 6:1-2….
“My son, if thou be surety for thy friend, if thou hast stricken thy hand with a stranger, 2 Thou art snared with the words of thy mouth, thou art taken with the words of thy mouth.”
Meditate on the Word of God, Vinny. Gord, you should too. Proverbs is always helpful. No matter your beliefs.
Of course, so is Socratic reasoning.. but after we get through Proverbs.. we’ll discuss Socrates.
Ian, this has nothing to do with you man… Stop being a belligerent little child and let the men discuss the issues at hand. You can goad me all you want dude, and you can quote scripture until the stigmata appears on your hands and feet, and I still won’t give a damn what you have to say.
Bal, no fight required. I guess you just don’t have an answer to the question then? You basically turned your back on me for absolutely zero reason? If that’s the case, that’s fine, but at least answer the damned question.
But then again, why should you answer the question, anyway? It’s much better to leave an air of mystery around it. Alrighty then. You win.
Your reasons were so spectacularly important that they can’t even be discussed. You know where to find me. It’s still the same MSN address. You can either confront me like a man and tell me your specific problem with me, or you can just put your fingers in your ears and pretend you aren’t hearing me or that you’re above the question like you always do.
Either way, my life, by some miracle of God, still goes on.
“they run off pouting and disappear while saying it.”
“your own pouting brooding behavior.”
“all your bluster about maturity and such is really just that? Empty bluster?”
“oh icon of maturity, temperance, moderation, and self-control…”
“you can just put your fingers in your ears and pretend you aren’t hearing me or that you’re above the question like you always do.”
Sorry, V. One of us is clearly looking for an argument, and it ain’t me. Not biting.
Pft.
No answer.
Typical.
So indulge me. Don’t argue with me. Just answer the question. I won’t even respond to it. Just answer what I, Vincent M. Ferrari, specifically did to you that warranted the silent treatment from you for two months.
I won’t even respond. No argument can be had if one person speaks and another doesn’t, because it does take two to argue.


Well, see, it’s an anonymous source, so it’s automatically to be believed.
The good news is since I didn’t write it directly (the source is anonymous, and unatrributed wink wink) then I’ll never have to write a retraction if the source is later deemed non-credible.
Isn’t that the way you do things, these days, old pal? I think it’s a shining example of Stageleft-journalism at its finest.
You’ve created a new breed, my friend. Congratulations.