Wanted: A tough hide

Things are better than yesterday, but only because I refuse to return to the place that was making me miserable. It’s a situation akin to addiction; I need that place, but it’s bad for me. I need these people, I’ve come to rely on and place my trust in many of the regulars there. But I will not subject myself to any further arguments, turmoil and stupidity.

I wasn’t going to check the board at all, but old habits die hard and so I looked in on it first thing this morning. A new person (or an old one going by an assumed name) posted yet another stupid, inflamatory message there within minutes of my checking in. So the strife continues, and may even be pulling in alien carrion eaters that thrive on getting people upset. I’d prefer to not continue subjecting myself to that.

While Shay40’s comment from yesterday is correct, and I don’t have to read the comments that I know are going to upset me, I had again taken it upon myself to begin maintaining the Diary for the message board. This means I really need to look at all the posts, and to give an unbiased overview of what’s being said by all our participants. I don’t know that I can do that now though. My heart tells me that what some people are saying is simply dead wrong, and I can’t find it in myself to perpetuate what they say in the name of keeping a chronicle of events.

It’s more than just what is being posted to that message board. I chastised one person last week who was rabble rousing, suggesting that they tone things down until emotions settled. That person sent The Professor an e-mail, to be forwarded to me, saying how dare I attempt to censor them. They’d say what they damn well pleased. (No, Shay40, this is not the candidate you probably first thought of.) Their mail to me was rude, and it was uncalled for, since my public post to that person was perfectly polite and since that person and I had previously enjoyed an friendly relationship. I responded in my best satiric prose, which seems to have effectively shut that person up, but has lost me an acquaintance that I had previously highly respected.

At least, when I got home last night, The Professor was already starting on the dishes (unheard of!). There were heavy storms all night, so we weren’t able to eat on the balcony for the third night in a row. We did run out to the video place and return a DVD (which I complained about because it was damaged and kept getting hung up at the 29 minute mark). We were half a day late returning the video, but they didn’t charge us for it anyhow. Which meant that the video I rented last night to watch tonight (Saving Grace) was free. Plus our next video is free as well, through some special program their running. So if all else fails, I’ll watch videos until I feel better.