Mr cheesy, you've just got to interfere haven't you.
in Hell
Mr cheesy. Come here so I can tell you where to stuff your inconsiderate advice.
Right up your stinking arse.
Pillock.
Who the hell do you think you are?
'If it was me ...'
No, it bloody well isn't you.
So shut the fuck up.
Turd.
Right up your stinking arse.
Pillock.
Who the hell do you think you are?
'If it was me ...'
No, it bloody well isn't you.
So shut the fuck up.
Turd.
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That's it. It wasn't advice, it was a simple reflection that it is wise to be sure what dying people want. That's all.
Also, don't assume anything about me and my situation when you don't know what it is. I'm very aware of yours, but conversely you know nothing about mine and my experiences.
Your self justification dies you no favours.
Every one else was being helpful on that thread. I think you were too, initially.
Then you went and spoilt it.
Now you are adding insult to injury by playing the victim card and accusing me of making assumptions. You are a prick.
You are a total jerk.
I promised to say something conciliatory and will stick to that. I made that promise before I respond the self-justifying crap you've posted here. You total arsehole.
You deserved the Hell call. I've done nothing to deserve a lecture from you. Fuck off.
I forgive you for the faux-pas in Ecclesiastics. I don't forgive you for being such a total arsewipe here in Hell.
Fuck right off.
I couldn't give a monkey's whether your wife likes liturgy, lemons or Lyme Regis. The thread was about my wife not yours. One day you'll realise the world doesn't revolve around you you fucking dick.
I mean, fucking HELL.
So? I didn't make any assumptions about your situation. Where did I do that? For all I know you might be married to your sister or a mule, a plank of wood or anything else as crassly insensitive as you so patently are.
Shipmate: My wife has cancer. She'd like me to make her hot drinks but she doesn't like tea or coffee. Any ideas?
Shipmate 1: Bovril?
Shipmate 2: Cocoa?
Shipmate 3: Hot chocolate?
Shipmate 4: Mulled wine?
Mr cheesy: I can't imagine my wife would ask for hot drinks. I think she'd rather have a glass of water.
Me. Me. Me.
Can't you see what's so darn wrong with your crass comments you dozy git?
We all make mistakes but bloody hell fire, man. Fucking think why don't you?
Yes, you were only making an observation. A fucking useless one. Nobody gives a shit whether your wife loves or loathes liturgy.
All you've done is reveal what an arsehole you are and made me wonder what the hell she ever saw in an insensitive twat like you.
Why don't you let us deal with this?
I was the one mr cheesy offended so I wanted to respond. I've done so now and will move on. He often talks sense but not in this occasion. No harm done.
If it takes GG's mind off things for a few minutes to come here and have a quick fight with Mr. Cheesy, I for one, am happy to offer him up!
Now listen to the wise diagnosis of Doc Tor and sling your hook you dozy 'apporth.
I thought that advice was a tiny bit insulting to you as we know you and know you are spending lots of time with your wife and I thought if coming here while she sleeps was helpful to you then we shouldn't be discouraging you.
My mistake. Evidently you agree with Doc Tor that you need to go away and spend more time with your wife and that I am a dozy apporth, cack signal, ray of deepest shit for trying to defend you and make you smile. As the young folk say, whatever.
As it happens, I appreciate your leaping to my defence. I do agree with Doc Tor that I need to spend less time here, not so much because it's eating into time spent with my wife - she's resting at the moment as it happens - but because it can get me all worked up unnecessarily.
My blowing my top at mr cheesy was an example of that.
Under normal circumstances I'd have let that one go. But these aren't normal circumstances.
I come here as much out of habit as anything else. Habit can be a comfort in times of turmoil. But, as I am a screaming rage monster at the best of times, it can backfire. So as I cannot easily not come here, I am a compulsive, I am try to limit my interactions when I am at my weakest. It is a mixed bag, of course, but I think it lowers the high points in the anger.
Anyways, enough of my rambling; As you were.
*The reader is free to add their own prefix.
Everything else you posted after that curdled and ruined it as you twisted in your self-obsessed passive-aggressive horror show of an existence. I really wish you could stop doing that to yourself.
So you agree with Doc Tor, (and GG, by way of saying I should listen to Doc Tor's "diagnosis,") that my first post was awful and deserving of two outraged replies?
To have said sorry and "leave it there" would have implied that they were right and I had meant something mean by my post when I definitely had not.
I was only sorry that GG took it the way he did. I was not sorry for the post itself which was very kindly meant toward GG and only mildly teasing toward Cheesy, in the "here take Cheesy instead of me" wink that it was. In fact, I don't like to use smilies, but decided to use one this time to make sure everyone knew I was kidding.
There was nothing "passive aggressive" in either of my posts and nothing about my life is a horror show. You're getting to be like Doc Tor, pretending to read things in my posts that aren't there as an excuse to get nasty.
I can give examples if people are interested. [flower emote].
You start with an encouraging observation, 'Your essay / presentation begins well. I like that example you gave ...'
Then you deliver them the brutal and crushing truth: 'But your well-intentioned post misses the point entirely, Simon Toad. This is Hell not the WEA you dipstick ...'
Finally, you finish on an encouraging note. 'You certainly show promise and with a bit more practice and application may achieve great things.
But this is Hell. Here a shit sandwich can start with a crusty cow pat which yields, when you bite into it, to a slick of liquid slurry before finishing with a fly-blown slab of supperating cack.
Sometimes Hell seems lighter on the cack. It depends who is involved, what the issue is and the extent to which the recipients deserve their fetid faesces lunch.
Oh noes! People on the internet don't exactly reflect what you wanted them to! Please consider the possibility that to 'leave it there' would have mostly just been an acknowledgement that Gamma Gamaliel's feelings in this circumstance take precedent over you asserting your correctness.
I know you are likely feeling defensive with respect to me. I'm sorry about that, and you have every right to - I have spent very little effort trying to earn your trust. But let me try to explain that my surly-worded muttering about your "self-obsessed passive-aggressive horror show of an existence" is genuinely meant as a worried observation about your interactions here. To the best of my ability to perceive, the person who is the hardest on you, Twilight, is yourself. You react to offhanded expressions of irritation as "outrage" that is what you think we say you "deserve". You suffer from a need to be seen correctly, unable to "leave it be" even when it's not fundamentally about you - this is an impossible task you inflict on yourself.
I see you as kindly, and well-meaning, and having many interesting and valuable life experiences and perspectives to share, and you are 100% welcome here because you belong with us. Please forgive me my habitual snark; I do it because I think it's hilarious, but I am growing to recognize that it is not universally enjoyed.
TL;DR = Chillax my sister.
(eta)
It's a good day (well, moderate to middling) when Hell is not used. When anyone posts here, it shows the world is not okay. And when a shipmate is called here, it shows that the Ship is not okay, and that the community, albeit virtual, even tenuous, is fractured. Especially for an infraction that is as patently tone-deaf and howlingly stupid as this one.
Okay, so it's never going to happen because people are dicks, but I wish for an empty Hell, so that I may survey the sulphurous pits, flaming rivers and encircling malebolges in all their pristine, harrowed glory.
The prosecution rests.
I disagree.
It was an admonishment that was completely out of context, and showed (perhaps momentary but nonetheless gobsmacking) insensitivity.
GG: My wife is dying and she would like to engage in spiritual practices that she might find comforting. I'd like to help but I don't know exactly which ones might conform to her taste - here's what she likes, do you have any suggestions?
Mr C: I can't imagine my wife wanting anything of the kind. Make certain you are giving your wife what she really wants, why don't you?
Sorry, but IMO Mr C laid a real egg there.
AFF
Tl;dr: you're an idiot.
I'm explaining this because it does seem like you feel everyone hates you and is being really nasty to you, and that must be a horrible experience for you, and I really don't think it's true. I think you read hatred where none exists. I am saying this to try to reassure you, and I am sorry in advance if it seems patronising, because that is not my intention. You seem unhappy and I kind of wish I could give you a hug.
I will confess something. When I saw mr cheesy's comment on the other thread, I was going to post an agreement with him. I read it as a kind post, him trying to imagine what his wife would want, and trying sincerely to help, and it occurred to me that if I were in the position of having cancer and having a husband, I probably would want just what mr cheesy said, not all the liturgy stuff that people were posting. And I almost posted that, but then I thought about it and thought maybe what I would want is not the point, and Gamma surely knows what his wife wants better than I do, and possibly mr cheesy's comment might even seem a bit presumptuous. But it took me a while to realise that, and if I hadn't stopped and thought for quite a while (which I don't always do) I might have posted and also seemed insensitive and made Gamma angry, with the opposite intention of wanting to help.
And then when Gamma posted here, I almost posted something similar to what Doc Tor posted - that it's really not worth wasting time and energy about someone online having said something insensitive, and much better to spend the time with his wife. Because I felt bad that Gamma was upset and possibly getting worked up, and misdirecting his energy. And then I thought of what Twilight said, that maybe it was a relief for him to have a vent of his feelings here, and direct them at mr cheesy, and it might be annoying having people tell him to spend time with his wife. So I didn't post, and I'm glad, because Doc Tor said it much better than I could. So I kind of see every perspective here, and wonder if maybe it's a case that we all really want to say kind things and be supportive and we don't always know how, and sometimes it can be very easy to put your foot in it by mistake.
There, I've even put it in US English to avoid ambiguity.
My wife's going to die of cancer you insensitive knob-end.
Mr cheesy dropped a monumental clanger and I vented at him. I'm over it now. I don't bear grudges and I'm happy to let the matter rest. I don't believe he meant any harm. He wasn't deliberately acting like a dick.
I don't know what your excuse is. Mr cheesy did try to defend the indefensible for a bit but somehow I sense he realised he'd made an inadvertent faux-pas and he's stopped digging a hole.
Whereas you are just a heap of shit. Big time.
Fineline seems to got the wrong end of the stick at first but soon realised what was going on. She's got empathy. Rook can be a snark but he's acted like a human being too.
You, however seem completely self absorbed, lacking in empathy and a complete dork.
In all the shittiest of shitty posts in the shittiest of shit posts of all time competition yours has to be up there with the shittiest. I can't imagine what it must be like to be such a twat. I feel sorry for you. You need help.
AIUI RooK's ship name involves a pun referring to his real name and to an engineering term.
Moo
Matthew 25 where it is writ:
33 He will put the dicks on his right and the cunts on his left.
Exposition: Being an ambidextrous disciple.
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As a married man, I can only imagine how hard it is to be experiencing the death of a spouse from cancer.
I probably should have refrained from expressing my perspective on this Hell call. I hope you feel better after your screed at me. I don't think my intervention included any such personal insults, but hey this Hell.
So no, I don't concur. I only hope you don't have to go through what we're going through. If and when you do I hope no insensitive poster comes along and posts as insensitively as you did.
As a married man who can only imagine how hard it is to be experiencing the death of a spouse from cancer then you clearly haven't imagined hard enough. Indeed, it's your complete lack of imagination that led to the personal insults.
If you can't understand that then you are even more stupid than I took you for initially.
You're right, though, I don't think mr cheesy meant any malice.
I don't think you did either but you can't help being so stupid and insensitive so perhaps I've been wasting my breath and the personal insults on you.
You're a complete waste of space.
It's probably very wrong of me to issue personal insults and use intemperate language in any circumstances, but if you can't understand why I felt the need to vent at you in such a way then you must be really, really, really stupid.
You don't seem to get it. You shouldn't have intervened here in Hell or anywhere else. Your comment on Compline was fine. Your other comments were crap.
Congratulations on the quality of your non-apology apology.
I really am surprised that you can't see it. Perhaps you really are beyond stupid. That's quite an impressive feat.
Caissa, you're a special sort of horrible.
Damn you RooK. I was going to say that.
Thank fuck Caissa is here to say things at us.
Can we add deluded to being wrong?
Oh, so the grotesque misogyny of the word had nothing to do with it?