i'll make this space whatever i want. no one tells me what kind of space this is. i decide what space this is for me. you don't define what "this space is" for me or anyone else, I decide I make this place what I choose it to be for myself, and so does everyone else. seems you have a problem with that.

you dont think stories are interesting intellectually? they're the most effective way to convey meaning.

how intellectually curious is it to assume that you know everything, can dismiss all hidden connections and have contempt for the beliefs of others? that's not great, you're defending your contempt of someone's belief in the context of a story about their relatives passing. and now you try to define what this space is, and I suppose you live by that, do you? the irony is you don't even live by what you say it is.

you, dude, were already up on that high horse before i got up here to address you.

you want me to address you from the ground? yeah, i get that's where you'd like to see people...you just wnat to say your peice and have everyone silent... but if i see you push someone, i push back and now you don't like that, that's a big irony: you're the one up on the high horse. that's the irony, you don't like it if someone comes up there to address you. Ok for you, but not others? if you can't take it bro, don't dish it out yeah.