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Post by dolphie on Nov 24, 2009 13:58:27 GMT -5
Dolphie, if you wish to parse terms that are not strong enough for you, have at it. But, know that I am in agreement with your comments about Jack Oliver, but, just choose to not go over dramatic about it. My comments were for one purpose: to commend Turk, not ressurrect the dead. I am glad you brought up Bruce. It is too bad about Bruce. There was a time when he seemed a bit more willing to discuss things than to resort to drive by shootings. There was a turning point... somewhere. As far as things being better for the majority, volo vidi, we'll see. The "turning point" was when I posted a positive opinion about the female officer and I was dumped on by dolphie and others as being sexist. I saw the writing on the wall. Try again, bruce. I realize strong, conservative women drive you little libbies wild so much so you want to blame everything on them... but once again - you are wrong and it can be proven. One can link-post to the threads you have posted to and show how inaccurate that comment is. Your negativity was rampant before I showed up on the boards - just look up your name and troll through the posts.
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Post by dolphie on Nov 24, 2009 13:59:23 GMT -5
I had a day to formulate my goodbye to Jack Oliver. So here it is JO, hold your breath JO, wait for it, here it is: Worthy of a Pulitzer - I've always believed that sometimes less is more. Hahahahaha !!! to both of you!
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Post by johng on Nov 24, 2009 14:54:42 GMT -5
"Heck - I have to put up with JG's monthly chauvinistic attacks !"
Well this playfulness can change quickly and with amazing reversal and all it takes is open acusation. A joke is a joke but if it offends someone it no longer has value.
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Post by dolphie on Nov 24, 2009 15:03:07 GMT -5
"Heck - I have to put up with JG's monthly chauvinistic attacks !" Well this playfulness can change quickly and with amazing reversal and all it takes is open acusation. A joke is a joke but if it offends someone it no longer has value. If you changed from being you - then you would not be you. There is chauvinism and there is sexism. One is a gentleman honoring/protecting the ladies - the other does not comprehend the worth/caliber/strength of a woman.
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Post by johng on Nov 24, 2009 15:25:26 GMT -5
"Heck - I have to put up with JG's monthly chauvinistic attacks !" Well this playfulness can change quickly and with amazing reversal and all it takes is open acusation. A joke is a joke but if it offends someone it no longer has value. If you changed from being you - then you would not be you. There is chauvinism and there is sexism. One is a gentleman honoring/protecting the ladies - the other does not comprehend the worth/caliber/strength of a woman. I am hesitant to add either to my resume.
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Post by dolphie on Nov 24, 2009 15:34:15 GMT -5
If you changed from being you - then you would not be you. There is chauvinism and there is sexism. One is a gentleman honoring/protecting the ladies - the other does not comprehend the worth/caliber/strength of a woman. I am hesitant to add either to my resume. LOL you be what you be, brat. A bit of chauvinism is not bad. It keeps men men and women women. Just prepare for battle when it goes over the top! *GRIN* Just like there are damsels in distress in need of rescuing. They are what they are - irritating though it is to the females that are independent/strong/courageous.
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Post by johng on Nov 24, 2009 15:42:48 GMT -5
I am hesitant to add either to my resume. LOL you be what you be, brat. A bit of chauvinism is not bad. It keeps men men and women women. Just prepare for battle when it goes over the top! *GRIN* Just like there are damsels in distress in need of rescuing. They are what they are - irritating though it is to the females that are independent/strong/courageous /FOOLISH. We offer little but when we do, Learn to accept it gracefully and the world "She" created will be right!
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Post by dolphie on Nov 24, 2009 16:02:55 GMT -5
LOL you be what you be, brat. A bit of chauvinism is not bad. It keeps men men and women women. Just prepare for battle when it goes over the top! *GRIN* Just like there are damsels in distress in need of rescuing. They are what they are - irritating though it is to the females that are independent/strong/courageous /FOOLISH. We offer little but when we do, Learn to accept it gracefully and the world "She" created will be right! Damsels in distress syndrome is not irritating to FOOLISH women. They typically ARE foolish women It is one thing to issue the honey do list, open doors, do the heavy lifting - it is another thing to tax someone with frivolous inanities.
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Post by johng on Nov 24, 2009 16:18:31 GMT -5
We offer little but when we do, Learn to accept it gracefully and the world "She" created will be right! Damsels in distress syndrome is not irritating to FOOLISH women. They typically ARE foolish women It is one thing to issue the honey do list, open doors, do the heavy lifting - it is another thing to tax someone with frivolous inanities. OH MY now that is an illusive creature in this membership ;D
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Post by EscapeHatch on Nov 24, 2009 17:03:12 GMT -5
... It is one thing to issue the honey do list, open doors, do the heavy lifting - it is another thing to tax someone with frivolous inanities. This reminds me of a moment back with my first wife. She was Irish and German, and loved to fight with herself often. Early on, being a very liberated woman, she explained to me that she didn't want me to open doors for her. When we went to the car to go someplace, she would go to her side, take out her own key, and get in. The same was true about going through about any door. One day, we both arrived at our home at the same time after work. She stopped to pick up some groceries on her way home. I worked a little later than usual, hence, we arrived at the same time. As she got out of her car, and as I got out of mine, I saw that she had two bags in her arms, along with the 48 cubic foot purse she bought the month before (because it was sooooo cuuuute and only cost 16 Million dollars- on sale). I offered to help with the bags. She said that she could manage. We chatted as we walked to the front door. Recalling that she had her hands full, I walked ahead to open the door, but, froze in my tracks. What could I say. She had told me many times before to not open doors for her. She then said, to my amazement and confusion, "Would you mind, honey?" At last. I was needed. I took the grocery bags and waited patiently... while she stood there looking at me like I had a space alien cracking its way out of my forehead. Light bulb came on. I handed the bags back to her, unlocked the door, walked in, turned around and took the bags from her, then closed the door. I ate McDonalds in my car that evening.
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Post by dolphie on Nov 24, 2009 17:28:41 GMT -5
... It is one thing to issue the honey do list, open doors, do the heavy lifting - it is another thing to tax someone with frivolous inanities. This reminds me of a moment back with my first wife. She was Irish and German, and loved to fight with herself often. Early on, being a very liberated woman, she explained to me that she didn't want me to open doors for her. When we went to the car to go someplace, she would go to her side, take out her own key, and get in. The same was true about going through about any door. One day, we both arrived at our home at the same time after work. She stopped to pick up some groceries on her way home. I worked a little later than usual, hence, we arrived at the same time. As she got out of her car, and as I got out of mine, I saw that she had two bags in her arms, along with the 48 cubic foot purse she bought the month before (because it was sooooo cuuuute and only cost 16 Million dollars- on sale). I offered to help with the bags. She said that she could manage. We chatted as we walked to the front door. Recalling that she had her hands full, I walked ahead to open the door, but, froze in my tracks. What could I say. She had told me many times before to not open doors for her. She then said, to my amazement and confusion, "Would you mind, honey?" At last. I was needed. I took the grocery bags and waited patiently... while she stood there looking at me like I had a space alien cracking its way out of my forehead. Light bulb came on. I handed the bags back to her, unlocked the door, walked in, turned around and took the bags from her, then closed the door. I ate McDonalds in my car that evening. LOL Irish AND German? What WERE you thinking, man? Or were you thinking? Yes, that whole door thing - that is so goofy. I never really understood it. If someone is in a position to open the door more readily - please do. If it is a gesture of manners - please do. The helping with the bags of groceries - that is appreciated as well. I don't want to have back, shoulder, neck issues by trying to be all a man can be. LOL Then again - I have been so physically fit in my time that I could out lift/do many city males - it was difficult to not tread on fragile egos. Yes, we are a fascinating gender! Always keeping you males on your toes! **HUGE GRIN**
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Post by johng on Nov 24, 2009 18:04:51 GMT -5
... It is one thing to issue the honey do list, open doors, do the heavy lifting - it is another thing to tax someone with frivolous inanities. This reminds me of a moment back with my first wife. She was Irish and German, and loved to fight with herself often. Early on, being a very liberated woman, she explained to me that she didn't want me to open doors for her. When we went to the car to go someplace, she would go to her side, take out her own key, and get in. The same was true about going through about any door. One day, we both arrived at our home at the same time after work. She stopped to pick up some groceries on her way home. I worked a little later than usual, hence, we arrived at the same time. As she got out of her car, and as I got out of mine, I saw that she had two bags in her arms, along with the 48 cubic foot purse she bought the month before (because it was sooooo cuuuute and only cost 16 Million dollars- on sale). I offered to help with the bags. She said that she could manage. We chatted as we walked to the front door. Recalling that she had her hands full, I walked ahead to open the door, but, froze in my tracks. What could I say. She had told me many times before to not open doors for her. She then said, to my amazement and confusion, "Would you mind, honey?" At last. I was needed. I took the grocery bags and waited patiently... while she stood there looking at me like I had a space alien cracking its way out of my forehead. Light bulb came on. I handed the bags back to her, unlocked the door, walked in, turned around and took the bags from her, then closed the door. I ate McDonalds in my car that evening. Yep Nothing like a Big Mac in the car to correct the problem. Glad you found a second that allows a door opening now & then. I do have to axe tho, by chance was "First" also a Red Head? There is a connection.
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Post by Rocket on Nov 24, 2009 18:35:44 GMT -5
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Post by EscapeHatch on Nov 24, 2009 19:29:44 GMT -5
... I do have to axe tho, by chance was "First" also a Red Head? There is a connection. Yeah! Damned good guess... and damned scary, too.
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Post by EscapeHatch on Nov 24, 2009 19:31:37 GMT -5
Rocket, you're one of a kind.
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