h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

I'm under attack. I could use a friend. You seem thoughtful, and unbiased. Please check out lifetime suspension. I've posted the facts of the matter, but they've been moderated. In summary, I deceived the editors, and she helped me, for a giggle. No biggie. Someone said she couldn't lie - just straight out said she was incapable. I just said "have info to contrary". She posted that I was a brute, a liar, son of a jackal etc. and had no such information, knowing full well I did, because SHE sent it to me. So I've posted the lot. Surprise, surprise, one of her friends is now accusing ME of betrayal, and causing pain etc. I stated the facts, baldly. I didn't expect them to like it. I was right. But I could use an ally. Help?

H.

I hope I did. I believe she did too. See other discussion. And yes, that was unfair. She put a stop to it once she knew.

Your friend ,

~SL~

Oh, btw, it looks as though you've removed yourself from that thread. There are some comments there from me, and a few from others that are not so much critical of you as just discussion and observations.

I really do hope you can reach a place where this isn't painful to anyone, for any reason, any more. Let me know if I can do anything.

I'm sorry I didn't see the post until so late. I'm not in the habit of looking for new conversations at the bottom of the page yet. Apologies for not arriving on the scene until as late as I did.

~SL~

No problem. I can understand you were busy. I hope, given the events of the last twelve hours, that you'll understand if when you direct me to go and read somewhere, I don't. There is nothing there I'm interested in. This is not painful to me, it's just grindingly boring having to just calmly state and restate FACTS in the face of zealotry and character assassination. Funny, I got called that once. Now I know how it feels. The difference is, I don't use my real name, and most of the people who know and like me as HVL don't give a stuff what a few people say and like me anyway, it seems. You have to care what people think for their opinion of you to have the power to make you feel bad. Richard Feynmann's wife had it right. "What do you care what other people think?". Correct answer - "I don't".

H.
Happy, now. Really. Off to play "The Italian Job" on my Playstation, then watch "Shrek" on DVD.

Righto.

Well, yes. I suppose if someone doesn't matter, their opinions don't, either. I've always been one of those people who's hypersensitive really, and makes up for it with sheer bloody-minded d**k-headedness. It's only since I sobered up and started reconstructing my life that I realised that is a really bad combination. Better to either start out with a heart of stone, and stay that way, and no one likes you much, and you couldn't care less. Or better to be sort of a normal level of sensitivity, where things get to you, and you show it in the usual expected ways. You know, someone p**ses you off, and you say so, instead of saving it up with interest for simply weeks and weeks, all the while being more and more upset, until you have to set fire to their house to get any satisfaction.

I could usually manage to say I was angry if angry was how it felt. If I was hurt or scared, I was enraged before I knew why, and that's when people got injured. Bloody head-games my mother and dear old dad played. Turned me into a right a***hole they did.

So, you've got a heart of stone then? Jolly good for you! How splendidly English of you. Sorry for the sarcasm. I just read something rather sad. It made me feel sort of... like an accessory to something.

I need to do other things, but I do want to respond to a few posts, including your other one.



~Silent Lucidity~

* Mark * (No, not *that* one! If he thinks this is about him, then he's more paranoid than I!)

What? Why? You don't think there's anything still going on here, do you?