Oh, give me a fucking break. There’s plenty of people on this board who have dealt with much heavier shit than Opal, and they manage to be polite. If she’s really that overwhelmed, maybe she can lighten her load a little by not spending half her day futzing around with her !!!ENGAGEMENT RING!!!
(I emphasized that just in case you forgot that she was engaged.)
Do you actually believe that shit? Seriously. Do you? 'Cause if you do, you’re a total sucker.
Certain artists’ work is so valued that people are willing to put up with whatever shit they dish out. And some of those artists take that opportunity to act like unmitigated assholes. Because they can get away with it.
And because of the way certain very famous artists have gotten away with acting, rubes like you are willing to accept bad behavior from any artist.
Sucker.
Exactamundo. I don’t hate Opal. But she’s really fucking annoying.
The truth is, a poster slipped up and earned herself a pitting in a thread that happened to turn into some real hilarious shit. It could happen to anyone. Some of the funniest posters have come out of the woodwork to drop some comedy gold in heavy nuggets.
When it all comes together in a throbbing, pulsating 13 pages of hilarity, people feel they need to step in and defend Opal. The truth is, the funniest shit in this thread has buckeye to do with her at all. I had a ton of fun in this thread, and never said a word against her, personally. No problem with her style in posting. As a matter of fact, I’m going to go ahead and admit I don’t get the problem with her style. She is asking about something specific, why does she have to be overly gentle in picking and choosing which responses fit?
That doesn’t mean I’m going to not have some fun when the comedy is going down up in the Pit!
And you know what? She’s been using her vegetarianism as an excuse for attention whoring and immense rudeness for a hell of a long time.
Way back when, at one of the mega-NYC Dopefests, my brother hosted a Sunday brunch. Bagels and lox were served.
Dominic wandered over to the table, looked at the lox, and called across the room to Opal: “what’s this?”
She hollered back, ":eek::eek::eek: DON’T TOUCH THAT!!! IT’S MEEEEEEAAAAAAAT!!! :eek::eek::eek:"
It was so incredibly rude the way she handled that. If she doesn’t want her kid to eat fish, fine. No problemo. But she loudly let everyone know that something her host had served was so disgusting and offensive to her that she had to protect her child from it. I just couldn’t believe it.
People here often complain about the “offenderati,” but they can never define who exactly are included in this group. Well, I realize now that we do have one unequivocal member of the offenderati: OpalCat.
ETA: People have been mentioning something about begging for money on the internet to get plastic surgery. I must have missed something. Would someone kindly enlighten me?
No, I was responding to your comment about people knowing any apologies I offer are insincere.* So I was talking about groups of people who will know what’s really going on in my head when I or others are saying they’re sorry for something. Most people I come into contact with haven’t heard my philosophizing and confessionalising about this, and so will have no idea about any of the stuff I’ve mentioned in this thread.
I haven’t responded to the rest of your post, not because there was anything wrong with it, but simply because I thought it was for the most part fair enough.
-FrL-
*Though in a previous post I allowed for this characterization, I’ve since changed my mind. If I say I’m sorry about something, I’m not expressing my remorse for reasons already stated. But I am stating, truthfully, that I am remorseful. I don’t see what would be insincere about that. Think of a person who, for whatever reason, does not reflexively exclaim when he is in pain. But he comes to notice that, when he is hurt, people are much more responsive to him when he says something like “Ouch,” in a certain tone. (If he says it conversationally, they don’t respond of course. So he has to say it “like he means it.”) So he has a policy of wincing, and acting like he is in pain, when and only when he is in pain. When he does this, he’s not expressing his pain in the way you and I do. But he is truthfully indicating that he is in pain, using the language (broadly construed) he knows is the right language to indicate that fact. So then, of course, he is not insincerely drawing attention to his hurt condition when he says “ouch” and winces and hops around and so on–though it is all something of a put-on, in a sense, since none of it comes naturally to him! Moreover, when others are in pain and are wincing and saying “ouch” and so on, he himself often thinks in the back of his mind even as he is running over to help “Why in the world does he move around like that? Why not just explain calmly what happened?” But he knows that’s just how people are, and he knows there is in fact something wrong with him, and so he appropriately doesn’t act overtly on these kinds of thoughts usually (except maybe when waxing philosophical and confessional) and instead just runs over to help.
Um, wait. Except this. This is not fair enough. For I have said in our conversation several times that I do feel it necessary to practice this quaint custom, that I do practice it, and that I think there is something wrong with me that leads me to think the thoughts I’ve expressed in this conversation. There is clearly something almost everyone but me is capable of understanding. I am suffering from a deficit of some kind. I know this–and have said so now three times, though the first time only implicitly through the “confessional” nature of my first post. Hence my tendency to sympathize with OpalCat in the threads linked to. The point of my first post was that I suspect she and I share similar deficits. (I bet she really would appreciate someone saying that… ;))
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Heh–anyone else remember the now apparently lost (4 searches/20 fucking minutes (5 minutes between searches? What kind of brainless rule is that shit?) and no results) thread where she compared leather-bound books to lampshades made from Jewish Holocaust victim’s skins? And then compared the owners of both (Quoth Opal: BUT UR 2 DUM TO C THAT IT IS A ANALOGY! Quoth Everyone Else: We see that. But we also see that it’s a CRASS, INSENSITIVE AND FUCKING STOOPID analogy!")
PS: Real lox? The salty stuff that you can’t get ANY-fucking-WHERE else in the world but New York? You could have mailed me her share. Even if it was “just” nova, you coulda mailed it to me.
Are you really holding yourself up as a beacon of politeness and civility, Dio?
No, but it has occurred to me that an unusually large number of that (my) generation has tended to adopt the sort of impractical ‘artisty’ mindset to which you are alluding, in which the desire is for no rules and for someone else to pay the bills while still allowing you to do whatever you want.
I blame the news and entertainment media, and colleges.
So she’s an artist. Big deal! Elvis was an artist. But he always said “Thank you, thank you very much.” That’s why he is the King, and OpalCat is a schmuck.
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Seriously, though. Whoop-di-fucking-doo that she’s an artist, the kind with art in her very soul. The world is FULL of people with art in their souls. It’s no excuse for being a snotwad.
Neither is having had a lot of bad shit happen in your life. There’s a club for people who have a lot of bad shit happen in their lives. It’s called everybody. To continue with the movie quotes, life is pain. Anybody who says differently is selling something.
You suck it the fuck up and try to treat other people the best you can, because odds are great they’re going through just as bad a time as you are and the last thing they need is to deal with another asshole.
You could have mailed me her share. Even if it was “just” nova, you coulda mailed it to me. 