Rants and Raves

I was stunned by that story too, though hatred in the world does not surprise me anymore, and glad that was posted because we need to know. Being aware is part of changing the world. See, I sound so trite saying that (to myself anyway even though I mean it), I am just not talented at letting myself go in posting thoughts on a place where anyone can read them. I need trust. I agree with what you said that we need more substance and content, and I am the first one to say that I just do not post my innermost <whatever> on the internet most of the time, and the few times I have it is just ignored anyway, for the most part. I don't mean just on these boards, but anywhere. that is kind of deflating to the spirit.

My rant/rave here is that the internet is just not conducive for some people to spill whatever they need to spill. I question myself all the time, is it that I need validation? I'm selfish and self centered? (yes like most of us if we're honest) I just haven't figured out a lot of things yet, I'm retarded in the worldly way (yes). What I am looking for is an internet forum for clueless people who try to fit in but never have, and never will (any suggestions?). I don't fit into any box, I'm not an old hippie really, I'm not young, I like what I like, and I have never met any person who is even remotely as strange as I am to myself and to the people that know me best. Thankfully many of them love me as I am but I am still searching for "my people". Maybe they are aliens. (LOL) I know being unique is a good thing, but sometimes I wonder.

did this make any sense at all?

 

i've really enjoyed reading all these posts and i truly believe it's good to let it all hang out. i am a free-lance writer and poet and totally believe you gotta get the anger, sadness, pain, happiness out, that's why i love to write poertry. to me poetry is like listening to the blues, gets the pain out. so anyway this is my rant for the day.

i was writing on a really cool website for over a year. it was considered a peaceful and mellow place to be. it had three different forums on it, world, poetry and music. the website is for a really cool rock/reggae group that are activists/protestors. well, things were going really great, it was like a family and then this dude comes on full of rage and anger and is totally tweeked out on heavy drugs. he starts attacking everyone on the boards,mainly this young dude that is only 15 years old. so i stood up for the young guy to this tweeker. so then the tweeker goes viciously against me. he starts threatening me, sending me threathening pm's and he would post the same thing that was totally incoherent like 4 and 5 times. he spread his poison all over the boards. so i kept e-mailing the management team that was supposed to be monitering the boards, i got no answer from them. i sent them about 6 e-mails about this guy. so anyway, i finally take a stand to this tweeker and say "we ain't gonna take this shit from you" and i believe you should be banned from the boards. well, the whole website goes nuts. it was ok that this asshole was harassing the hell out of me, but then everyone starts screaming "freedom of speech". that this guy had freedom of speech. well, i totally believe in freedom of speech, but is freedom of speech the same thing as allowing someone to shit all over you, harass you,stalk you (he even followed me onto two other websites and spread his poison). so in the long run what happened was some of the people turned on me. i used to look at this website as a loving family, but man, i found out the truth. some of the people really had some resentment towards me but had never pm'd me about it or even let me know until that time. so then finally someone from the management company comes on as sort of a mediator and writes me an e-mail that i had tried to take over. i said hey you know what if yo would have been doing your job as moderator, this wouldn't have happened. so in the long run what happened was i left the chat board very hurt and unhappy and this dude was allowed to stay there and post his incoherent bullshit. a friend recommended hipforums to me cause there are so many moderators here, and i like that. i feel like you have to have mediators on board to help work out some of the kinks and disagreements. i mean this other website preached peace and love, but was it really? i also write on the www.georgeharrison.com website and it is run so well. as soon as someone starts any shit the moderators come on and say "hey remember this is the guidelines here and if you can't abide by them, we will ban you from the boards." this is the way george harrison would have wanted it. and it works so well. there's alot more peace and love on george harrison boards than the other website i wrote on. so anyway, i feel better, i've thought and thought about what happened and i've seen my part in the disagreement, but i was just feeling scared and frustrated, i hated to give up my happy home there, but now i look back on it and i should have just left in the beginning, cause the tweeker won out after all.
hippiewise

 

In all due respect i did say "older" women.

 

...then you haven't met me yet, LOL!

...Actually, if you saw me on the street, you might think I was almost "normal", I work at a professional job, and on the surface things look status quo...I'm a good actor ...

I've always valued eccentricity, and all my friends are freaks in their own right, but that's what makes it all so interesting! Damn I get tired of "cookie-cutter-people", y'know, the kind that conform to the mold, nine-to-fivers that have some pre-programmed lifestyle, live in their McMansions, mow their immaculate postage-stamp lots on Saturdays, drive their kids to soccer practice in their mini-vans, and get their news and entertainment from the rethuglican-owned networks, what happened to diversity?

I was a little turned off when I first came to this site, it seemed overwhelming and impersonal, but now it's getting interesting...I'm finally becoming more fluent in my words, a quality of mine that has been dormant for years, though I've also come to realize that I've been a little naive in sharing personal information on the Internet, gotta keep some of those cards to my chest after all...

As for hippiewise's description of the stalker, one thing that impressed me about this site was seeing a troll get banned. That's cool, there should be limits on freedom of speech when folks are disrespectful or preying on one another, that's uncivilized, there's no callin' for that kinda behavior.

I've had folks disagree with my views on here, that's great, stimulates my mind and makes me think about where I really stand. Then when I do my homework and prove to them that they're wrong and I'm right, it's all the more satisfying, --just kiddin'

'Hope y'all have a good day, gotta go and get some work done, hopefully I'll catch up with Steve (and anyone else that might be interested) soon in my own little ("howdy") cyberworld thread.

Later...

 

Ahhh...I'm older than my kids.....a little.

Gosh I sure did miss ya'll.

 

Jesus! This is whot hoppens when I sober up and go to work for a day! I get behind.


First, Shameless heifer, do you really believe everything you read in the newspapers? No? Then why would you believe my blatherings? Surely, you've heard the term "put-ons"? How do you know I'm not doing that? Christ, if I was as depressed as I sometimes let on, I would have gone down to the river and ended it all. Nice to know you care about me, sweetie, but I'm doing all right-- remember, I have four children and five grandchildren, none of whom do drugs, smoke tobacco or drink (except my son, and he's 30). They all love me, and I them, so when I get depressed I go see them: depression lifted!

Secondly, Gate68--If Abbie Hoffman said, "Freedom of the press belongs to he who owns one," he stealed it from Mark Twain, who said it first. (STEAL THIS QUOTE!)

Older women you say! My God, son, I'm 58! Any woman older than me is menopausal, shrivelling up and has probably lost interest in bed-time things except reading and knitting.

Young women still have the juices and keep mine flowing, too. (My youngster is 39.)

I would never make a sheep joke on these tasteful forums; I already did in my novel, "A Haven From Violence," by Burl N. Corbett, available through www.amazon.com or www.barnesandnobles.com. But, it was only one. The rest of the novel was a piercing, poetical and tragic rendering of the worse crisis facing rural people today. No, not hoof and mouth disease; not rabies; not bird-flu; no, it is INVADING YUPPIE SWINE FROM THE SUBURBS!

I encourage everyone who is worried about my alleged "depression" to buy a copy-- it'll cheer me right up!

 

God, I love that quote, words to live by! And I remember listening to her say those words, very inspiring!

Damn, Thudly, but you musta misrepresented yourself, Shameless heifer was merely expressing what I felt (what we all felt?), based on your words! Remember, no one knows you, so what does anyone have to go by but your words? You came across bitter and miserable (I seemed to have forgotten you had children and grand children, but then you never mentioned it...). Good to see you have a soul, brothah, be well, just be yourself, y'know, the real you...

...I'm younger than my kids...

 

Thud i'm not one to quote abbie,never much cared what he had to sell.That was someone else.
sheep lie.

 

Sheep lie (as on the barn floor or the pasture), but they never tell!


My neighbor dropped off a jug of home-made wine and I'm investigating it. So far, it's not poisonous, but who knows what tomorrow may bring? Only my pussycats know: eating, shitting and sleeping and tramping about my upstairs bedroom like a herd of small but noisy acrobats.

My mom has a dog that hates cats-- I should turn her loose in my house ( the dog, not my mom) whilst I'm at work, only I'm afraid she'll not only destroy the cats, but destroy my house. Actually, I wouldn't much notice any destruction-- 16 years of bachelor-hood has pretty much rendered this house nigh destruction-proof.

Cheers!

 

the solution is obvious.

 

The solution to WHAT is obvious?


But, maybe you weren't responding to me.

It's obvious to a dis-interested observer that you have a cyber-space crushie-poo for gate68.

And, BTW, will someone tell me just how in the hell one puts those icons on?

Signed, Barely-Functionable Computer Dinosaur.

 

hahaaha
Yes, I was responding to your dilema of the cats, the wine and the mother.

Crush????....I just know a side to gate that is not so obvious. And I happen to have a thing for people who seem to have such an edge about them. I like to work on the rough edges and get down to tangled and dark.

As far as the icons...not sure what the criteria is anymore about how many posts or money you have to put up these days to get the perks.
But its all finangled through your user control panel.
After your dues are paid...by numerous posts and/or bux are laid down, you go to the user options at the top of this page and drop down to control panel then edit sig.

you can upload a pic there. To post a pic in your post you can select one that you have uploaded to your gallery.
Go through the "post reply" link right over this quick reply window then select a pic through the link on the right hand side.
I don't know if I'm to good at explaining this...
You can always go to the user support forum down a ways on the home page here.

 

Jesus, Teepi! I was just joking about any crush! WHY DOES EVERYBODY TAKE EVERYTHING SO GODDAMN SERIOUS ON THESE STUPID FORUMS? Didn't you ever hear of just joshing, busting balls for amusement, just kidding around?


Whew!

Your advice went right over my balding head-- I used to put those smiley-faces on-- now I forget how. It might save me typing-- people can look at a winking smiley-face and know I'm just joking.

Me, now, I'm a conessuier (sp.) of bullshit-- I know when people are yanking my crank.

(You do secretly lust for him, do you not?)

 

Damn, Thudly, Is that what you call self-misrepresentation of your ol' self on this here forum?...

I kinda figured you were more than some mean-ass, maybe testing the waters...

It's all good...

...Great, now I prolly pissed off Mister "Alpha Hippie"...Oh well...watch that wine, could hurt cha...

As for the icons, I'm not sure if you mean these smiley face thingies, , (exsqueeze me if I insult thy intelligence) but it should be the arrow on the right next to the smiley face, gives ya a selection.

Have a nice day

 

Thudly, you will find our Tipi is one of the peace keepers of the forums, she's like a little tidy angel that comes in and sweeps away 'the mess'. We are lucky to have her, we almost lost her from the forums..

Brightest Blessings Tipi, good to have you back sista.

and what Mellow said.
sh

 

DUH..I did get way too technical on that one. I thought you meant the avatars..like my little cat painting.
use the post reply link at the bottom of the last post and they are there.the smileys.
Can't use them on this quick reply thing.

My hackles were not raised in the least at your comment about a crushie poo.
You made an observation and I responded.
Sweetie, you seem to have read way too much into my reply.

You will find it takes ALOT to upset me.
I'm surely a lover not a fighter. But when that temper comes out.....AAACCCKKK!!!
I just came back after a break over my temper getting flared up.

And now, see ...you have asked a question about me lusting after him....so now you will recieve another response......nope. I have my hands FULL of numerous wonderful people here who are in line for my affections if anything were to happen to my wonderful Larry.....and in time, you may be one of them.

 

Hi Mary sweetheart....hahha...I am having a bit of fun with the THUD.

I am the lucky one to have you all in my life.
Love to you SISTA!!
teepi

 

There's no goddamn arrow-- I kept farting around and I have to put my mouse on a smily-face above the message board and then see what happens-- maybe the whole fucking schmere will blow up-- let's see--:H . By God! the fucker worked!

Who says you can't teach an old dog new tricks! WOOF! WOOF! SNARL! GROWL!

(Actually, I taught myself.)

And, the teacher says, WOOF! BARK!BARK! (scratch, scratch, scratch) WOOF!

 

and the band played on

 

some of the best lessons we learn are the ones we teach ourselves.
YAY THUD!!!