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This whole thread is sad as fûck.

A clever responsible friend may manage to keep both of you out of jail in the first place...

something for people to experiment:
-stop making the effort to keep in touch with friends and see how long it takes before they contact you.

simple advice:
- don't get your hopes up with people or have high expectations, thus avoid too much disappointment.

- Are you even half the person you expect others to be toward you?...If not the problem could be you.

Really it means I have to listen/deal with my bosses.

Dink

No.

Dink

Actually I think it's just the way I'm wired. I'm hard headed and want things done a certain way.

My kids are still pretty little but they are not followers either. They do not go with flow and do their own thing.

Dink

DINK,

I'm ok with you not giving a fugk about me.

Just an FYI.



Your Not-Friend,
Travis

Some day, you're likely to outrank some of those you didn't give a f'k about. Good luck.

Maybe I’m overly sensitive and judgmental, but I am not likely to befriend people who I believe are inclined to surreptitiously move bodies or to go to jail.



The late Justice Scalia was the same way. He introduced people to new ideas. He introduced liberal Justice Kagan to hunting and even brought her to Wyoming for her first deer. During that hunt, she learned that a mortally wounded critter can run away because full system failure sometimes takes time to occur. When I look at the votes on certain cases involving use of force, I cannot help but believe that the life experience of that hunt provided valuable insight to a person who grew up in Manhattan.

Half moved away,..half died,..

*shrugg*,...what ya gonna do?

You can tell a lot about a man by how he treats people who are beneath him in whatever heierarchy he operates in.

If a friend will get you out of jail, and a really good friend will be next to you in jail, what do you call that guy standing behind you in the jail shower?













Not that I really want to know...

A man only needs two friends in life: One to bail him out of jail and one to break him out.

They much prefer to treated the same. If a supervisor has favorites and shows favoritism watch the piss offness and hatred began.

Dink

Interesting thread. I've never really felt that somebody should be willing to throw themselves on a grenade for me to consider them a friend.

I would add, "A true friend will be sitting next to you in jail saying 'Damn. Wasn't that the most fun we've ever had?!'"

L.W.

Congratulations!

I'm not great at math, but it takes more than two friends to make a circle, right? You're a rich man, pahick. Almost half of my friends are dogs, and I'm not complaining.

Gosh! The Fire can argue about anything.
Friendship criteria is different for everyone.
What's the "Best" flavor of Ice Cream?
Let's sing kumbaya and hug now before our Rocky Road Ice Cream melts.
Then you can argue about it. But not in Spanish 'cause it offends some people. Oh, but not liking Spanish offends some people. Life is so tough guys...

"They" prefer to be treated the same as those above you in the organization.

This^. I have lots of friends and acquaintances. Many who dont share my beliefs or align with my political views. I learned long ago to not talk politics or religion in social settings. It just makes things go easier with co-workers/people u deal with in everyday life if you keep it to yourself. Personally people who go on and on and on about their politics are an F-ing bore. I have an Uncle who is almost impossible to go anywhere with and have a good time because he is non-stop judging everyone's politics that is around us from his enlightened opinion of what they might be. I just stopped inviting him places cause it's a mental exercise dealing with it.

I think the definition of friend has changed since the invention of The Web. It has at least added some new layers.

There are people on here who I consider a friend, in some cases dear friends. This is despite having never met them. Probably I will never meet them. I'm not even sure I'd like them if I knew them in-person. My involvement with this sort of thing goes back a lot farther than most of you. I figure my first posting to an online forum was around 1981. I ran a BBS myself for ten years starting in 1989. What I found out as a result of that experience is that an online persona is a bit of a fiction. However, it is no different than the fiction we portray in our physical relationships. The trick is to be honest in all manifestations of yourself, to require it in others, and to be true to yourself at all times.

I have a handful of really close friends that I actually see and these are not folks I have much of an online relationship with. They're all older than me, I've had a bunch of them go on down the trail over the years. There are a couple that I could trust to get me out of jail. However, I've found it is far more reliable to keep the business card of a bitch'n-good criminal attorney in your pocket. Your friends may figure out how to blow the wall of the jail, but a good attorney can get you released on your own recognizance with just a phone call.

Back to this whole Facebook thing. I agree that, to a great extent, it's curiosity. However, there's a considerable amount of petty sadism and Schadenfreude involved as well. I amassed a large number of deeply liberal friends early in my life. While Obama was in office, I loved posting crap on my wall that gave them the vapors. Now that Trump is in, I relish watching them get all torqued out of shape over the news. I also have a bunch of old girlfriends from 30 years ago that wanted to friend me. One that tossed me over 35 years ago invited everyone on Facebook to a Super Bowl party at her house with the guy she tossed me over for. She had to cancel, because no one wanted to come. They're just as mean and unpleasant as they were back then. Another old girlfriend texted me just before the election and demanded I HAD to vote for Hillary. When I didn't, she unfriended me, but it took her 6 emails to do it and called me all sorts of names along the way. I'm not missing all the vegetarian recipes and stupid cat pictures, but I did enjoy watching her rehashing our break-up of 30+ years ago. That was cheap entertainment. Overall it is fun watching all these extremely unhappy people having miserable dysfunctional lives, telling each other how superior they are. It helps me stomach the news a lot better.

One last thing: because I was online pre-WWW, I ran into a lot of folks that were handicapped. Back in my BBS days I had dear friends that were blind, crippled, shut-in, or ill. That's a lot of what was out there in those days. I used to quip that you had to have something wrong with you to call into my BBS. This was because that was the only way they had to communicate. I had 4 close friends that were on the waiting list for livers. 2 got them. 2 died waiting. My point in saying this is be attuned to that fact. We all put money in the plate on Sunday. We all put can goods in the bin. However, if you really want to spend yourself in a great way, open yourself to online friendships. There are people out there that don't want your pity. They just want someone to talk to. There are probably a bunch of them on here. I learned 20 years before this Campfire started not to be too hard on folks that want to talk hunting and shooting but don't seem to ever do either. One reason I keep up my turkey hunting audio-only podcasts is there are blind guys out there that really dig them.