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[rubberskunk]

I hate to believe that the only way to live in this gilded age is to be vicious towards everything. But this is what my mind keeps concluding, even though I keep swatting at it. Unfortunately vicious doesn't come naturally to me unless I'm in a fairly deep rage.

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[circuit_four]

A passing thought about living in inhumane times: look to the past. The age of the Buddha was cruel. The age of Christ was cruel. The age of Lao Tze was cruel. Hell, the 1960's produced some of the most grotesque violence American civil society has ever seen; it also brought basic compassion closer to the forefront of grassroots politics than it's ever been before. I've chosen to be cruel to the cruel and kind to the kind (or at least, it's what I aspire to), but YMMV; if you refused to adopt such cold measures, you'd be far from the first, and many of such have thrived. (The life of Emperor Ashoka of India is also inspirational.)

[porsupah]

But if you were to attempt to succeed through hating, would you not merely wind up hating yourself, whatever the material outcome?

No need to worry about FC postings in my journal. ^_^ (Though I may conceivably repost the odd costume pic - there are two I'm particularly looking forward to)

[rubberskunk]

But if you were to attempt to succeed through hating, would you not merely wind up hating yourself, whatever the material outcome?

As someone pointed out not too long ago, I already do. Net change of nothing.

[azraile]

furs that like hyperphallic stuff least on some level seams rather commen o.o Speshaly with herms x.x

Some times I think I'm the only herm that isn't hyperphallic.

*Shrugs* well there is a chakat or two that are noremal but

wow.... I wonder why it's so popular?

[momentrabbit]

"Ahhh!" "What?" "It's like looking into the creamy goodness of a creme brule sun!"

#ahem#

Sensible bombs aren't built to last but built to burn! Because Bigger is Better! An American tradition.

Concerns appreciated, apologies for getting needy on you. It's an odd experience to realize at one in the morning that the only person you can conceivably whinge to about how shitty things are going lives not merely across the country, but across an entirely separate country... just had a moment when I needed to gripe at a friend.

Which, unfortunately, seemed to happen right when you needed the same. Ah, life. She does like the kicking of the teeth in with coincidence.

(snugs)

[rubberskunk]

If you want to talk, you know how to find me. I think it's good to take a breather for a few reasons - I seem to be all offset right now, very touchy, getting compounded by other things, with a few feelings of deep-seated anger coming back.

So probably the less I publicly say, the better.

But don't let that stop you, of course.

Better to think that the things that mean something are still going forward just grandly...

[momentrabbit]

But that's sort of the point - when you're stuck in the depths of an Ontario hospital with a cel signal so bad it can only toss text messages, there was literally only one person I could natter at. Sorry 'bout that.

As for my foolish, immature belief that things will possibly improve if we aren't utter bastards to everybody: have you considered declaring [identity_obscured] as infoHazard until, say, you're past the ConEventHorizon? They seem to be having a week of great intermittent polarization.

As an aside, I'm not working on nocona with you to change the world, to fix the rift in spacetime, to bring down the Empress Isher, or to bravely tilt at windmills: I'm doing it because you're fun to work with and we're having fun doing it. Any society-changing side effects will be pleasant, but unpredictable. We're doing this for our own fun, and if people insist on dragging either of us down for that, well, they need to invert their cranial rectosis, and I don't care if they're friends of mine or not when I say that: sometimes my friends