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Originally Posted by Undertoad
Tonch your instinctive reaction is to post a long message because - oh my ghod they're attacking her and they could well be attacking me! - but you are an entirely different being, despite the fact that your circumstances have some similarities. I am kind of thinking that if you knew that smoking aggravated your condition, if you knew that it might put you back on that table and redouble your expenses, you, like, wouldn't do it.
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No, my instinctive reaction is to defend my friends. I don't defend what they DO, I defend THEM, based on whether or not they are being treated fairly. Do not misunderstand, I believe YOU were correct and I said so right out front. And believe me, Mari is going to hear plenty from me about that smoking, if for no other reason that it will prevent me from ever visiting her because my lungs seize up when there is cigarette smoke around. Darn right I know better than to smoke; although my dad was a tobacco broker I have never smoked a cigarette in my life, and yet I still have permanent lung damage as a result of heavy exposure to second-hand smoke from the day I was born. My posting had nothing whatever to do with justifying my own existence or condition by justifying Mari. I was only trying to show that extraordinary problems in one's life lead to often completely different responses, that everybody has to find their own ways of dealing with it, and especially, that conditions which restrict oxygen to your brain can severely limit your ability to carry on normally. I do not think that you, UT were being "mean" to her, what I am saying is that as an Administrator, whom I admire greatly, I believe it was inappropriate to single out another member for attack by your own initative. I have caught myself doing that before on my other forum and regretted it, it's rather like if the Alpha Dog takes the first bite it psychologically justifies the slaughter that follows so the frenzy is even greater in the pack. It didn't "feel right", no matter what the justification, you are too noble to let yourself be dragged in to something like this.
To LJ: That was no diatribe, my dear. To write a diatribe you have to be freshly angry and my ability to sit down and react to every post I see is greatly limited. It allows me to think about what I say, an indulgence which you seem to rarely have. I wasn't with you right out of the gate because it took me more than a week to even FIND this thread since it was in a forum which I did not know had been created. The computer time I can put in has to be dedicated primarily to my work at another website, where they are counting on me to be there even if I am only able to stand and page through all the hundreds of posts per day until my 2am shift is over. When it takes 2 days of standing/walking/sitting to get what you feel onto a page, it allows you to net it out and say what needs to be said. I NEED to defend somebody who, yes, I believe does not have a mean bone in their body. How and why I believe that is based on my personal knowledge and experience with her, just like my personal experience with you has convinced me that you play with your dick too much. I did not insult or attack anybody by giving my opinion, did you believe yours was the only opinion allowed? You believe you are justified in attacking Mari on the fine points, and why shouldn't you? That is totally your right. If somebody can't post consistent statements, they have left themselves open to being both corrected and rejected. I knew before the first remark you ever made to me here that unless you thought I was a 5' 8" nympho with a 40" bustline and blond hair past my waist, you were also going to treat me like shit. That doesn't worry me in the least. You are what you are, and The Cellar would not be nearly as interesting if we did not have all kinds. I cock you very much, and have a nice dick.
To Beestie: Thank you for your kind words, that was appreciated. I'll post a photo of the gunk they took out of me, it is gross enough to enchant little kids and CSI fans. The operation took 12 hours because they pack you in ice first to lower your body temp to about 60 before taking your heart and lungs offline and draining all the blood out of your arteries. Afterwards, they have to jump start you again and thaw you out and keep you in a coma for 24 hours to be sure the hypertension is dropping and you don't develop pneumonia. The procedure is called a Pulmonary Thromboendarterectomy and I was only the 1,910th person in the world it has been performed on. UCSD gave me a T-shirt which says that. It's a fascinating operation, I wish I could have stayed up to watch, like I did for the two heart caths they performed before it.
