Board up your windows, there is a storm coming.
Let me offer an analogy I figured out.
Most fights have the tendencies of hurricanes:
In the Atlantic Ocean, there is a storm brewing, and for our purposes we will call this storm "X." X, on it's own, rotates in a some what circular motion, and without winds, is mostly stagnant. With the winds, it is traveling forward, towards the east coast of Florida. As it travels it picks up steam - a tropical storm at first, than to a category 3, category 4, and the night before it is slated to hit, a category 5. Now people are panicking on shore. They know, this storm will desimate all they have and lay to waste anything in it's path till it disappears somewhere inland.
This is the analogy I have to offer: in fights, with time acting as the wind, the combatants go back and forth, back and forth, bickering and throwing insults but getting no where, neither side wishing to back down. This storm, this fight gets stronger, with more being placed on the line with every passing moment, elevating the storm from Tropical to 5. And right before everything comes crashing down, and fighting it's way across shore till it disapates inland and never dealt with again, the combatants are faced with a choice. They can do as afore mentioned, destroy everything that they had, or they can change course, shoot up the east coast, avoid Florida, avoid Georgia and the Carolinas and pass all those. They can drop the bickering, they can look at the greater picture.
In the end, less hearts are broken, less casualties and more is gained when the storm turns up the coast. For the next time there is a storm, the combatants will know how to board their windows before the storm hits.
Most fights have the tendencies of hurricanes:
In the Atlantic Ocean, there is a storm brewing, and for our purposes we will call this storm "X." X, on it's own, rotates in a some what circular motion, and without winds, is mostly stagnant. With the winds, it is traveling forward, towards the east coast of Florida. As it travels it picks up steam - a tropical storm at first, than to a category 3, category 4, and the night before it is slated to hit, a category 5. Now people are panicking on shore. They know, this storm will desimate all they have and lay to waste anything in it's path till it disappears somewhere inland.
This is the analogy I have to offer: in fights, with time acting as the wind, the combatants go back and forth, back and forth, bickering and throwing insults but getting no where, neither side wishing to back down. This storm, this fight gets stronger, with more being placed on the line with every passing moment, elevating the storm from Tropical to 5. And right before everything comes crashing down, and fighting it's way across shore till it disapates inland and never dealt with again, the combatants are faced with a choice. They can do as afore mentioned, destroy everything that they had, or they can change course, shoot up the east coast, avoid Florida, avoid Georgia and the Carolinas and pass all those. They can drop the bickering, they can look at the greater picture.
In the end, less hearts are broken, less casualties and more is gained when the storm turns up the coast. For the next time there is a storm, the combatants will know how to board their windows before the storm hits.