I was thinking about the clash Alan B. and I just had, and it reminded me of the time Peter felt insulted by what I had said about him. He gave me hell and told me he was not about to kiss my arse and just take it. Actually I had been using my rough humor and he took it wrong.
This time I was disappointed and tired and gave Alan B. hell once too often. He told me he was not about to just kiss my retail section and just take it.
Then he, like Peter, decided to come on back in.
This makes me a bit proud. Commenters are very nice to me and try to keep up my spirits, but you are also not afraid to take the old man on nose-to-nose.
If I step over the line, drive me back. Our whole problem is that we live in a world that is so desperate to see eye-to-eye that they simply will not take on “authority figures” nose-to-nose and fang-to-fang.
Alan B. and Peter, both rough characters, decided I was worth coming back in for. I would rather have the grudging respect of a fighter than the worship of a thousand syncophants.
#1 by Alan B. on 12/02/2006 - 6:25 pm
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The definition of a real man IS, somebody who can take it as good as he can dish it out. I may not be as old as Bob, but I do believe in the old school way of doing things. There was a time out where I work when somebody in the maintence department was talking trash about me, I discovered this through another employee. My only comment to this other employee was this, its kind of funny how this maintenence man isn’t saying this directly to me in person, I guess that makes him a coward. Funny thing was, all this trash talk stopped after that comment got around, I could have had this man fired etc by filing a complaint, hell thats how wimps do things, I’m a real man and so is Bob. I don’t know Bob very well but I have alot of respect for him, hes a doer and not a coward.
#2 by Pain on 12/03/2006 - 12:00 am
I have solved a problem for you, Bob.
You have a problem with the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil. When you are getting the loving loyalty of a beautiful woman, that is the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil. When you are feeling down and things look dim, that is the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil. That last causes you, me, and the rest of us to hate this tree.
Some drown it out in juice.
The Gnostics sold tickets to their “Knowledge,” amounting to secret handshakes, passwords, and bribes for demons in the afterlife. Their solution to the Tree while living in this life was to deny their followers real pleasures. Just like Buddhists their solution was to give up, yield — and while doing nothing against evil, suffering spread.
You, however, found out from the hardest Knowledge that drowning out the Tree’s evil taste did not do what you really sought.
Then like the Gnostics, you thought that seeking Knowledge was the answer. But finding Knowledge means eating more of that fruit — that foul-tasting evil fruit.
But naturally (since nature is what you are about), you did not give up like the Gnostics.
You realized that while we all are in the stream of human history we have but one duty: to do good for its own sake and to fight evil.
You no longer believe that Knowledge is a fruit whose taste must be drowned out, but believe it tells how to fashion weapons in the fight. You are using the Tree against itself.
I said that I solved a problem for you, Bob.
What I really mean is that you solved it already yourself.
Now I should add that I put this together when I was trying to calm the feelings of a relative earlier today. I did not know this post of yours about me was here on your blog.
This is an example of the wavelength principle. I think we on the vanguard are riding a hidden air wave known only to us. Us all are tuned to the same station and there is only one station that matters right now.
We are the in crowd.
The world will find out soon enough.
#3 by Alan B. on 12/03/2006 - 3:13 pm
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The war against unrestricted non white emigration into white countries and only white countries can be sumed up in one word, commonsense. Man is an animal and like other species we have survival instincts that enable us to sinse danger and ward off dangers. Man is also a thinking and problem solving animal and as time progressed, we learned to improve our living condition we built permanent communities and in time nations.
There are three distinct races of mankind, the Caucasion, Asiatic and African race. Each race evolved to levels of sofistication that reflect their inherant standing and position. Our race the caucasion race fought over and gained dominance over the land masses where survival was less brutial. To make a long story short the Asians struggled to survive in the less hospitable and colder climates, and the Africans evolved in the hot dry climates and hunting for food was the mainstay. Race mixing was never a consideration, each race protected its own, the evolution of the races was no accident. Survial of the most intelligent and resourcefull over all the rest gave us our superior standing in the world. The greatest threat for survival has always come from with in, man the thinking animal will try to play god, today we have socail engineering, any half wit retard can see what a fraud this insane and totally unnatural concept IS. Race mixing and tolerance and all the rest of this insane garbage is the product of outcasts, people who would have been weeded out in a less civilized society of the past. Today we call these devils intellectuals and many of our own race worship their evil, many caucasions ignore their instints, they worship the religion of political correctness and muticutrialism. Every white nation today that sold out their own race to this evil are experinceing the destruction of their culture and socities. The French have paris burning, England has the push for Islamic Law and Americans dummy down education, whites face discrimination to accomidate the dark races forced apon us. Does this sound natural to you, hell no it doesnt and its ruining our vary fabric of life, ITS INSANE.
#4 by Pain on 12/04/2006 - 11:06 pm
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I like to make things completely certain. If it weren’t obvious already, my little ditty above was a compliment. But I try to disguise my best compliments as a punch in the arm.