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January 07, 2009 – Comments (5)

It's like night and day. I clicked on dwot's newest post, and read what she had to say about Social Security's insolvency. Then I clicked on a recent post from alstry. I also made the mistake of reading some of the comments.

Why is it that some people come to CAPS and post financial opinions, while others come to CAPS and try to puff up their schoolyard ego? We all saw (or most of us active CAPS participants did, anyway) how alstry's water torture drove FloridaBuilder into hiding. And alstry is proud of that! Now, I think I wouldn't have a hard time just skipping over alstry's comments if I needed to (and thank God I haven't needed to), but I guess FB the first has more natural curiosity than I do. It's sad that that turned out so poorly for him.

Alstry is actually conjecturing that FB has MPD. Not that anyone needs to know what alstry is up to, but just to give you an idea of what the bully-in-chief of CAPS spends his day doing. 

It's a shame that alstry and BravoBevo's blog counts aren't reversed. On second thought: alstry is about to post his 666th post, if you want to read anything into that.

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#1) On January 07, 2009 at 1:31 PM, blake303 (29.27) wrote:

Amen. Couldn't agree more. I thought we rid ourselves of that level of immaturity when LORDZ was banned, but like most of my investment decisions, I was way too early.

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#2) On January 07, 2009 at 2:04 PM, TDRH (99.61) wrote:

"but like most of my investment decisions, I was way too early."

I will second that.    This just further inflates the ego though.   Hard to see at the moment, but somewhere out there are companies that will suffer through this downturn but come out stronger.    A sizeable, very long, painful correction that results in a shft in the spending and lifestyles of Americans and many in the world, yes, but I don't foresee financial Armageddon. 

I am reminded of one September 12 when all the companies that I admired and respected were beaten to a pulp.  There was panic concerning where the next attack would occur and I did not buy.   This time I bought some too early similar to Blake, but I am waiting for another opportunity for the balance. 

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#3) On January 07, 2009 at 2:40 PM, BradAllenton (31.56) wrote:

I'm pretty new to caps, at first I was relieved to see that there weren't many A-holes. I still think that for the number of people who participate the A-hole ratio is pretty low, but I am turned off with all the back and forth. I check in less, skip some peoples blogs all together, I don't post my own blogs or comment much anymore. Confrontation and flexing nuts on an internet blog is childish. I think like in most cases the loudest people know the least.

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#4) On January 07, 2009 at 4:43 PM, FleaBagger (28.26) wrote:

Brad's right: the percentage is mercifully low. But every once in a while, I start down one of those rabbit holes, and it's amazing to me how seriously everybody takes everyone else.

Words to live by: if DWI or alstry or anybody else on CAPS really bums you out, just take a deep breath and thank God (or pasta, or whatever you worship) that you almost certainly will never actually have to meet the blogger in real life. And read BravoBevo's blog. It does a soul good.

I had originally intended to say something more along the lines of "Everybody stop letting other people hurt your feelings when you can just get up and walk away from your computer or alt-TAB to a different window or something." But it came out with the gist of "alstry is an [expletive]." I hadn't intended to preach about that, even if it is true. I intend for my next post to be more BravoBevo-like.

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#5) On January 08, 2009 at 5:49 AM, Mary953 (77.11) wrote:

FleaBagger,

Thank you for the kind post.  I thought that perhaps I was the problem, that my posts were sending out some subliminal message that I was unaware of.  Last night, I found Alstry's apology blog as I was closing things down for the night.  I answered (don't worry about it, etc.), finished shutting things down, and returned to the computer.  I was curious to see if he would see and say okay and let it drop.

You let it drop.  I let it drop.  He attacked Dare.  I told them to quit it, turned off the computer, and turned in.  I just got up.  That man has a dirty mind. It is Not me.  I quit.  He can make up games on his own time.  I have better things to do.

I read BravoBevo's post (linked above) and enjoyed the C.S. Lewis quote.  He is a favorite.  Have you read C. S. Lewis's The Great Divorce ? I have dumped the half of this review which deals with analysing the book, and left what I think might be relevant to this site.  Here is the excerpt  (Disclaimer: I am not basesurge, just went looking for a review with a synopsis)  :-)

basesurge's Full Review: C. S. Lewis - The Great Divorce: A Dream

It's kind of fun to design your own vision of Heaven and Hell.  A lot of people over the years have done it, Dante is the head of this community but others from  John Bunyan to  Larry Niven  have had a crack at it.  For the most part these works focus on the Nether Regions giving Heaven short shrift.   Hell, it would seem, is more fun to think about.  I think part of the fun is consigning those you dislike to creative torments.  Dante was in jail when he wrote the Inferno and it shows. 

Apparently C.S. Lewis, who wrote our present subject didn't have a nasty list because it's Satan's pad that gets the short end here.  The book starts out in a Grey Town where Lewis's unnamed narrator stands in line at a bus stop with a group of rather disagreeable folks.  Their destination is above them, literally, the bus takes them to Heaven. 

Sort of...

Hell in Lewis's cosmology is a dull place better little considered and quickly left behind.  In fact that is the purpose of of the Heavenly Bus Line.  Passengers are permitted, if they choose, to visit Heaven, or perhaps just it's front porch.   When the passengers alight they discover a bright and alluring landscape and encounter people, usually those they knew in life who try to talk them into making the journey with them "to the mountains" which shimmer in the distance on the horizon.  It would seem the damned in Lewis's cosmology may become undamned, if the are willing to pay the price.  (Don't remember that from the Bible...) 

It seems few do however, only a tiny portion of the residents of Grey-ville even bother to take the trip, there's a comfort zone problem even in Hell.  Of those who bother, few are willing to endure the trip to the mountains where, I suppose, God awaits to embrace them.  The bus riders are insubstantial as ghosts and the local terrain is hard and immovable.  Tiny flower stalks are as immovable as a sequoia and blades of grass are like razors.  This changes with time and distance but few of the newly arrived souls are willing to take the pain. 

Lewis says the title refers to something in William Blake about the "Marriage of Heaven and Hell". 

Most of the action consists of the narator wandering about encountering other passengers interacting with their celestial guides or being instructed by his own (George Macdonald, is the Homer/Beatrice figure here  

The Big Point, I think is that Salvation or damnation are completely in your hands.  He also seems to be talking about clinging to things you don't really want to or like, but which are familiar and in a weird way, comfortable.  Like a hellish job you hate but can't really bring yourself to jettison -- the alternative being too uncertain.  (Been there, done that...)   Miserable comfort, one of the characters proclaims to his mentor (something like) "We have a nice Theological society down there (in the Grey Town)".  I'm sure they do.

Lewis picked up a few nifty concepts from his perusal of those "Scientifiction" magazines.  For example, the Grey Town expands as it gains inhabitants, they can wish houses into existence and the all hate each other so they move away from each other.  Hell patiently expands for them.  The kicker is that the outer regions of Hell are now expanding away from each other at velocities exceeding the speed of light, making the bus stop inaccessible.  Take that, Issac Asimov!

How 'bout that?

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