A recently got an e-mail asking me where I stand in the latest dispute between Kevin and Laurence Simon. Laurence is a bit miffed at Kevin, and is making no bones about his feelings (no great surprise there).
This isn’t the first time I’ve found myself friends with people who don’t get along. In fact, it seems I have a bit of a gift for it. I’ve lost count of the times I’ve ended up like this, and it probably won’t be the last time.
But, where do I stand on the matter? Do I think that Laurence has a legitimate beef, or is he just looking for a fight?
This will be my first, last, and only comment on the whole matter.
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You misspelled surprise.
Sigh… fixed. Thanks, Stacy.
J.
I’m afraid there’s no remedy for the dorkage, however.
The Weblog Awards needs some sort of retribution method. For example, given the ‘nazi’ nasty crap that was flung about in last year’s Awards, this year there should be some sort of equally hideous nasty gossip about someone prominent in the current Awards. And, with this year’s Awards beginning to look like the ‘damn you and your Awards’ Awards, then next year the Awards could have some equally defeatist negativity applied to every one-armed, deaf, cat loving, ship sailing, illiterate person daring to blog.
Somethin’ like that. I DO think this year’s Awards are showing signs of inbreeding, as if certain genetic flaws were not glaringly obvious.
Ah, the smell of blogging in the morning!
Best wishes to everyone working so hard to try and make the Awards possible, popular and territorial.
Reading your post [and thinking about the conflict you describe and not your words] only brings my mind to the Bard’s Plays:
What do you read, my lord?
HAMLET
Words, words, words.
LORD POLONIUS
What is the matter, my lord?
HAMLET
Between who?
LORD POLONIUS
I mean, the matter that you read, my lord.
HAMLET
Slanders, sir: for the satirical rogue says here
that old men have grey beards, that their faces are
wrinkled, their eyes purging thick amber and
plum-tree gum and that they have a plentiful lack of
wit, together with most weak hams: all which, sir,
though I most powerfully and potently believe, yet
I hold it not honesty to have it thus set down, for
yourself, sir, should be old as I am, if like a crab
you could go backward.
LORD POLONIUS
[Aside] Though this be madness, yet there is method
in ‘t.
and MacBeth:
a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
I’ve often had friends that don’t get along with each other. My method of dealing with them, side with the one not being an immature dickhead. Having only been privy to Laurence’s side of the argument I’d say he’s being the immature dickhead. But hey, I’ve only seen one side, you’ll know how to handle this best, being privy to all the goings on.
I’ll have to take Laurence’s side on this. Mainly because I want to win the “Dead Pool”. 😉
I’ve discussed this kind of thing before:
http://www.isfullofcrap.com/oldcrap/009667.html
One of the many ways Buckminster Fuller’s principles were proven to be totally full of crap.
As for your problem, I’d suggest asking Mohammed. I’m sure there’s a sura or three that covers such a situation.
This isn’t the first time I’ve found myself friends with people who don’t get along.
BTDT. One time — one — I had one of the parties try to pressure me to take a side, and I informed him/her/it that since both were my friends and I had no other stake in the matter, I wasn’t going to take either side.
That appearing not to satisfy that particular friend, I added that whichever one insisted I take a side, was definitely not going to like the side I took.
All three of us remained good friends for quite a while after that.
Jay,
I know you were heavily influenced by 70’s pop music.
But in truth, loving both of them really isn’t breaking all the rules…
…bearing in mind the clear impression that this
I recently got an e-mail asking me where I stand…
…came apparently from an otherwise disinterested third party. It’s not my intention to suggest that either Kevin or Lair tried to get you to take sides.
It’s just for fun, people.
I’m with McGehee on this one. Whenever I’ve found myself stuck between two friends involved in an (usually idiotic) argument, I tell them to leave me out of it. If one demands I take a stand, I automatically side against that one. If both make the demand, it’s “a pox on both your houses” time.
Just lock ’em in a chat room and let them tear each other up (but save a transcript!).
Not to take sides, but if you get frustrated by this kerfuffle, here’s a site that will help you vent (if you don’t already know about it):
http://bobandmarksuck.com/games/Kitten_Cannon.swf
Admit it, Jay Tea, this is a cheap stunt to get non-geeks to read your geek ship post. Now, if you were posting about FA18s you wouldn’t need any stunts.
jmaster – you sir, owe me a clean monitor and new keyboard… along with some pepto for my nausea..
OneDrummer,
Now what exactly do you find so nauseating about my advice to Jay?
Was it the thought of the haunting melody, and timeless lyrics of the song to which I referred?
Or maybe the homoerotic undertones of some kind of worst case interpretation?
There is NOTHING geeky about declaiming on the virtues of one of the truly underappreciated classes of the USN in WWII, especially in referring to their aesthetic appeal. Any true ahip aficianado will tell you that, even more than in those simpering, gas-guzzling, nasty aircraft *spits*, Looks Matter.
Truly a fine and valiant post; I commend it as a keeper of Neptune’s Trident.
And thanks for the earworm song, too. 😛