If you are a realist you are a negative jerk.
If you don’t like kids running around while you try and work you hate kids.
If you don’t like camping you are a momma’s boy.
If you don’t like Monty Python you don’t enjoy complex dark humor.
If you don’t like the Beatles you don’t know shit about music.
just some thing’s I’ve noticed.
I am a realist, and I am very upbeat and positive.
I hate it when my kids are running around my feet while I am trying to get some work done, I love my kids to death!!
I love camping, and I am a momma’s girl. (When she was around 
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I like Monty Python, however, I still don’t enjoy complex dark humor.
I LOVE the Beatles, but I still don’t know shit about music, only that I like to listen to it
We are all so different… tough to generalize, IMO.
I’ve noticed this one too. I personally don’t like the Beatles music. I just don’t find them entertaining or anything worth listening to for that matter, but the second I start to say something like this when someone asks me what I think of the new Movie/Anthology/Book whatever, 12 people turn around and tell me I don’t know what good music is, and that I have no taste. Well, “excuse” me. I just don’t like them.
As for everything else you said, well, I guess that’s for you to decide. Personally, from those few comments, I don’t think you’re an asshole. If that helps at all.
eh, you poor guy. that’s just society. for some reason everyone who doesn’t glow with the goodness of humankind is a “glass half empty” person. i’m a tell the truth kinda person. even if it’s just my truthful opinion. if it might hurt someone i love, i say it with care. screw the rest of the world if they can’t accept your realism. be who you are.
General Question? Not on your life.
Great Debate? Non-debateable.
IMHO Thread? Well, it’s not really a poll, is it? More like a statement.
MPSIMS? Couldn’t fit the bill more.
Well, when you capitalize it like that, how can we say no?
But erics may STILL be an asshole.
Some people who don’t like Monty Python just don’t have ANY sense of humor.
I don’t like kids at ALL, so I guess that really makes me an asshole.
I seem to think I have a pretty good taste in music, but I think the Beatles are absolutely the suckiest band I’ve ever heard. I like one song of theirs just one. Good god talking about it makes me want to go smash something…
Well, you won’t get it from ME!
Why don’t you wake up to what is GOOD about you rather than what is bad? I’m supposed to (I guess) chime in here about what a dumb ass or worthless shit you are but that’s really up to you… it’s YOUR choice if you are worthless or not. Hey, don’t make it MY call… I can’t be your conscience… shit! Do at least ONE thing for yourself!
And this sad, second voice whining is nothing but, well, tried true and lame. It’s been done before hon. Why don’t you just put aside your lame “I hate myself” crap and get a solid clue about what you might have to offer?
Just an idea, hon…
Everyone should have a Byzantine. She is the eternal flame of “For fuck’s sake, sort it out!”
In fact, it’d be better to follow her good advice and decide things for ourselves. I was all about to suggest a line of Byz merchandise - a Travel Byz, a pocket Byz, a mini Byz to sit by our computers and warn us against whinging - but that’s exactly the point.
You’re either an arsehole or not. You already know which.
When I’m working, I don’t want any kids running around distracting me. In fact, they’re forbidden to enter my inner sanctum when I’m in there trying to get stuff done.
I like camping and don’t care if other’s don’t, but as I grow older, I’ve started to notice that I’m going from roughing it with minimal supplies to leaning towards luxuries. It used to be whatever fit in a back pack was fine, then I discovered inflatable pads, portable stoves, roomy tents, folding chairs and I’m gradually working my way towards something along the lines of a small, generator equipped, air conditioned camper van.
Monty Python is not my favorite humorist.
I never ‘got’ the Beatles and did not like John Lennon at all. I find Yoko repellent and his son insignificant. Those who came after the Beatles I like more.
If the Beatles hadn’t ‘been there first’ someone else would have, and the planet would think that that band was the best thing since sliced bread. Who gives a shit? If you like music, you like music. I could personally care less that the Beatles sold out Shay Stadium in '64. Whop-a-dee-doo. If they hadn’t someone else would have, maybe not that year, but it would have happened. *note: I like some Beatles stuff, but not most of it.
Here’s my point: if you like music, you don’t have to like ‘this certain bad’ just because some historian said they were the biggest, baddest shit around. If that was the case, we’d still dress like Romans (toga parties not included) because Ceasar had the best Empire of his time.
:: puts on his flame-retardant suit ::
punk snot dead,
broccoli!
I like the Beatles, but when I was a teenager in the '80s, I got fed up with adults refusing to accept the fact that society had moved on. I heard complaints from various sources, but the one that really ground my gears was a Bob Greene column. (Columnist for the Chicago Sun-Times; don’t know if he’s still publishing.) He told a sad story about going to a music store to get a Beatles cassette to play in his car, and bent the cashier’s ear about how his generation put the Beatles on such a pedestal and why he thought they belonged there. He said, “I got a copy of “Sargeant Pepper” the day it was released, and ran home so I could listen to it in my room with the lights off and the shade pulled.” The cashier said, “Gee, I don’t know of any bands right now that people feel that way about…Well, I play “Unforgettable Fire” a lot…but I guess that isn’t the same thing.” How awful, he thought, that this young woman had the misfortune to be a product of her own generation.
Well of course it isn’t the same thing; and it’s nothing to be ashamed of! Teenagers, and society in general, don’t march in lockstep any more, nor should they.
And if one more person makes that witty remark about Macca being in a group before Wings, I’m going to ram a Linda McCartney frozen dinner up their ass. Besides, it’s Wings that people don’t remember. I’d be more convinced by an anecdote about a teenager saying, “I didn’t know he was in a group after the Beatles.”