The Fun-Park In Utopia
Sav was concerned that there's "a fine line in blogging/commenting and i think i might have crossed it..."
I know THAT feeling.
I am so often taken the wrong way (just like at Indy's the other day), mind you when I blunder over that fine line I rip the line to shreds, stomp all over the demarcation and then tear the curtains from the windows and generally smash the place up. *I think* it is obvious that I am just exaggerating to be funny but hey, not everyone shares OUR sense of humour, Sav. And then when I get into that verbal bunfight situation it's damn hard - OK it's impossible - to extricate yourself with dignity intact!
But you see, such verbal sparring is MY IDEA OF FUN! So not everyone likes it - the old "spare me your rapier-like wit" of the jaded debater - but if you ever participated in the old chat-forums you got used to these flame-wars as part of life. I guess because blogging has developed in a different direction from forums, it has morphed into more of a tame mutual admiration society for chronic affirmation-seekers, where those of contrary opinions, or those who just want to take the piss for the hell of it, are 'moderated' away.
Of course, you may say I am being hypocritical. I can't claim to have an open turf policy here on E@L because my software - no, it's not Blogger - requires SPECIAL INDIVIDUAL registration and therefore you have to expose your email address and I.P. address (automatically logged) at least to me - you can be anonymous to other readers - and yes, you have to remember your user-name and password when you come back three months later...
I guess that's why I don't get so many comments, least of all flames, except from those who are confident enough to have me as a confidant. Because really I don't bite, but like most good dogs, I love to bark. [Aside: due to a plethora of spam-memberships and spam-comments late last year, I can't open up the blog memberships to any less of a level.]
But then I do occasionally burst out in a sarcastic rant on someone else's blog because I miss the old forum style...
OK, you say, put in a smiley face or some such lame netiquette thing.
Putting in smiley faces to indicate facetiousness deflates the joke in my opinion.
It's like explaining the joke as you go along.
It's not funny if Lenny Bruce says, "Hey, I didn't really piss in your sink, I was just trying to say something outrageous."
However, I have missed facetiousness in others on occasion too and gotten angry when it was inappropriate. I nearly bit Milos's brilliantly subverted head off when he first started lurking and commenting here in his "TrouserSnake" persona. Now I do the same to him - it's enormous fun! It depends upon the reader's state of mind at the time.
And once you get inappropriately offended and start trying to defend what turns out to be an untenable position, it becomes a major psychological issue to back down and admit you were wrong. That's a definingly human trait - beams in your own eye, motes in the eye of others - and watching people dance in the corners they have painted themselves into is an amusing past-time in its own right. Especially if it's E@L!
Communication between humans may be sophisticated but it is not perfected yet. Will it ever be?
I hope not. Where's the fun-park in Utopia?
OTHER MONKEYS SAID
*imagine the guys in the beer commercial now*
**assuming you've seen it, of course**
i love you, mannn
or in the imortal words of the fat man (guess the movie)...
it's always good to talk to aman who knows what you're talking about...
(i hate when typos spoil the punchline/delivery)
Sydney Greenstreet to Humphrey Go-kart in "The Maltese Falcon" ...
Hmm. ahmm. ahmm. Mmmmmm.
What was the name of the bird in the Get Smart send up?
"the" beer commercial? You mean there's been only one? And um, I am not in USA and I don't watch TV, so unless it was mega-viral on Youtube recently, no I haven't seen it. But I can imagine.
You wouldn't be you if you didn't comment the way you did. I find your comments hilarious, but I suppose the people who don't, don't really know it's your idea of fun.
*ack* the bird?? i dunno, but i betcha i'll find out (that was a hilarious show btw)
Don't get me started on sarcasm and the internet. Agent 99.
exVPS - I am not me when I am not, which is never.
Sav: how long should I give you? It is a terrific name punning on a famous book/movie, I crack up everytime I hear it...
Dick: the statue of 'the bird' in the Maltese Falcon, not the luscious Barabra Feldon. Or are you being sarcastic? I can't tell on this fucking Internet.
you should tell me now...please
omg..i might find out now...*anxiously awaiting your response* (i love time stamps)
Sorry if I've kept you waiting:
The Get Smart jewel encrusted bird statue was called...
you're gonna make me wait...
The Tequila Mockingbird!
hysterical laughter ensues...
followed by hysterical, but satisfied laughter...
... oh-oh, men in white coats have come into my Jakarta Hotel room, they are preparing injections and a white canvas jacket for me, with loooooong sleeves...
you're still awake? *w*
too bad. i had some more double entendre remarks for ya.