And why, exactly, pushed to that point should I be remotely concerned with what "they" label me? I know who and what I am and the words of my enemy means exactly dick to me.
Being labelled something by "your enemy" has consequences, the kind that internet bravado from anonymous posting won't suffice to answer.
My point is that while both are avoidable with some foresight, it's a very thin line between "too early" and "too late". And you'd better be damned certain you have some wild idea what you're getting into either way.
There are far too many internet commandos who can't grasp the phrase "serious as a heart attack" until the crushing chest pains start, and if possible, an even larger number of frothing yahoos wanting to start right in five minutes ago, who are stone cold numb to any appreciation of timing whatsoever.
For absolute clarity, it ain't anywhere near time now, but when it is, there won't be an engraved invitation, nor a handy six-month ramping up period to get your crap in one bag for the party. Verstehen sie, menschen?
Pray that we all shoot early and often!
ReplyDeleteAnd why, exactly, pushed to that point should I be remotely concerned with what "they" label me? I know who and what I am and the words of my enemy means exactly dick to me.
ReplyDeleteAsk Nakoula Nakoula how that plan works out in the real world.
ReplyDeleteAesop,
ReplyDeleteWhich of these guys are you responding to? What does either of their comments have to do with Nakoula?
After reading your reply, I wonder why you bothered to make the initial post in the first place.
What point are you trying to make?
Being labelled something by "your enemy" has consequences, the kind that internet bravado from anonymous posting won't suffice to answer.
ReplyDeleteMy point is that while both are avoidable with some foresight, it's a very thin line between "too early" and "too late".
And you'd better be damned certain you have some wild idea what you're getting into either way.
There are far too many internet commandos who can't grasp the phrase "serious as a heart attack" until the crushing chest pains start, and if possible, an even larger number of frothing yahoos wanting to start right in five minutes ago, who are stone cold numb to any appreciation of timing whatsoever.
For absolute clarity, it ain't anywhere near time now, but when it is, there won't be an engraved invitation, nor a handy six-month ramping up period to get your crap in one bag for the party. Verstehen sie, menschen?