Man, that was classic Scylla!
First off, you paint your portrait of a straight-ahead, chin-jutting no nonsense kind of guy who is willing to “risk being honest”. Risk what, exactly?
You then go on to suggest that you were entirely in the right because my post “which while fun is simply sarcastic play with nothing of debatable material or substance to be discussed seriously.”
Is this the same guy who went on and on with his Long John Silver schtick? Please point out to me the “debateable material” and “substance” therein.
Followed by another warning that you’re going to be “ruthlessly honest”. Which, by what follows, means: you were entirely in the right, and only someone petulant, childish and easily offended could take umbrage, and besides you have never attacked me personally.
But your all warmed up now, and in full swing. You then point out my punning on your moniker “silly-ass” as offensive and then go on to say you thought nothing of it. So, you figure to have your cake, eat it too, and mine as well?
Now we come to your “grand gesture”, as you would have it. I must have missed that. Looked to me like you got called out and clobbered. So the magnanimity of that is rather lost on me. But, nonetheless, you are worried that another such noble gesture will be lost, casting pearls before swine, and all that.
But soft! We get to the nitty-gritty. Since I am such a sensitive Percy Dovetonsils kind of guy, you apologise for hurting my feelings.
Geez, Scylla, how can I put this? You didn’t hurt my feelings, you insulted me and pissed me off. And then claim that it wasn’t your intention. Man, don’t pee on my shoes and tell me its raining. When you tell someone that thier words are “verbal diarrhea” you know that you are insulting them, no other interpretation is possible.
Then you actually do say “…I apologize…” Afterwhich, a bit more backpedalling lest anyone misunderstand where the real fault lies.
But enough: apology accepted with the grace and sincerity with which it was delivered. Such as it were.