That'll teach me.

ct on 2002-04-02T18:25:00

Friday night, in a fit of perturbed (disturbed?) ambition, sick with a bad cold, tipsy from cold medicine, having just gotten off an angry phone call with my wife, I deleted every single journal entry I had ever written.

I don't like flames, whether they're full of obscene vitriol or well intentioned though. It's not who I am, not who I want to be.

While I still stand behind most everything I said in that entry about Simon, I don't want that out there as part of my permanent record. It's not representative of who I am.

So, Le Skyhook est mort. There is no conspiracy. I was not censored in any way. Neither pudge, nor simon contacted me. I watched a bit of the conversation on #perl after I posted (And was pasted the rest by sympathetic friends), and both Pudge and Simon did what I wish I'd done in the first place. They politely declined to comment.


well, I'm relieved :)

hfb on 2002-04-02T21:15:07

I wasn't convinced of conspiracy but I'm glad you piped up on the matter.

It's a pity that you deleted everything as when you say it's not 'representative of who you are' it isn't being completely honest as, well, it is even if most of you choose the quiet passive-aggressive instead of the more overtly aggressive by damning the torpedoes. I often say things I feel could have been better expressed or possibly even better said by someone else but you can't take back words once they have been said...even in a digital world that allows you to evaporate so easily. Walk boldly on the highway to hell paved with good intentions and stand behind your words when you mean them. Integrity, even when you're an ass, counts for something in this plastic world.

There are two kinds of people I don't trust; those who are always quiet and those who are always nice since the first doesn't trust me and the second is either stupid or on the grift. Everyone else just has to live an imperfect life that is our fate.

Re:well, I'm relieved :)

ct on 2002-04-03T00:16:49

It's not so much passive aggressive, though there are times when that's the only weapon you can use to get through to certain personality types.

I'm always willing to engage in real honest DISCOURSE about any subject with anyone. But discourse doesn't exist anymore.

I guess I just romanticize the concept of human conversation. I think about the letters written between John Adams and Thomas Jefferson. I think about the parisian salon. I long for real intelligent discourse.

I usually shun any message boards or comments that appear to polarize people. This isn't timidity or shyness, it isn't a lack of conviction in my beliefs. It's fatigue. The Internet-fed, SesameStreet-short-attention-span bred denizens of the majority of these venues think that discussion and even good old fashioned arguing is simply taking up a contrary position and holding fast.

You, of all people, should realize this, as I've watched you argue with the masses at times. There is no point. Nothing can be gained. Nobody is going to change their mind about something based on writings in a weblog.

My experiences with Simon on IRC taught me one thing. He's not just contrary, he's arrogant. The whole "discussion" we had wasn't about the relative merits of Postgres, it wasn't even about him taking up a contrary position. It was more along the lines of "By not rearranging your schedule to learn Postgres, you are a lesser human being. Your protests to the contrary prove to me that you aren't worthy of conversation." The last time I heard someone spoken to in the manner I was addressed, I'm fairly certain that Anthony Hopkins was playing a butler.

I'm fully capable of writing flames, of both the obscene diatribe and profanity-free dissertation varieties. But, in the end, what purpose does it serve? Was Simon going to apologize? Doubtful. I watched the IRC channels just after my journal was submitted. Simon's only comment was that he would "Politely decline to comment."

I should have done the same.

As for the other 15 entries in my journal, none of those were relevant, most were long ramblings on non-perl issues. I deleted all in a rash act of defiance. I was mad, not at Simon, nor at anyone in particular, but out of some existential fit of frustration. I was making a clean break with the damnable Internet communities which make it so hard to have real rational discussions.

Of course, that was probably just the NyQuil.

Re:well, I'm relieved :)

hfb on 2002-04-03T01:03:52

well, take my point. No, the world isn't going to change it's mind over a blog or blog comment nor is this a Parisian Salon but there is a purpose for the words if only to serve as a warning to those who follow.

Perhaps I'm just disappointed at finding the first person to have balls enough to go against the party line, deleting everything and scurrying back under the rock from which you came. I keep hoping more will follow since blind conformists and shills are rife and uninteresting.

Perl has a long trail of bodies just like yours and someday, maybe, the dynamic will shift but that will only come when people have conviction enough to make it stick. I'm no Mary Poppins but, then again, I'm not an arrogant little shit either.

The few rely on the many for their singularity.

Man...

Purdy on 2002-04-19T15:42:36

What'd I miss? I step out for a few days (ok, weeks) and I missed a small scuffle?

Jason