Paradoxical

Imagine going onto a forum for the first time, and attempting to tell the other posters what sort of things they are allowed to say and which parts of posts they are allowed to reply to...  Then telling the host to delete threads you don't like.

Some people have brass balls, alright.  Either that, or they need an operation to remove their head from their arse.

It took me two years of lurking, then posting, at my favourite forum, just to feel comfortable that the people knew me well enough that I could be my usual blunt self.  It amazes me to think that other people are so...arrogant... that they can go somewhere that no-one knows them, and then expect other people to change to suit them.

Jet, I'm not sure if I want your 'Logic go boom!' icon here, or your 'Don't make me zap you!' one.

"Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is symbolic as well as actual beauty in the migration of the birds, the ebb and flow of the tides, the folded bud ready for the spring. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature--the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after the winter."

-- Rachel Carson, biologist, The Sense of Wonder (Harper & Row, 1965)