Posts by Christian Wells6

Run for the hills—nothing is ever going to change.

I witnessed it firsthand: our manager was essentially a Doberman in human form. The moment a client or any visitor stepped foot near the CEO’s office, he would bolt from his chair and scramble into the room like a frantic guard dog. It was painfully obvious that nobody felt empowered to speak their mind. 😂 Honestly, you have to laugh just to keep from crying, because watching him spin in circles, completely lost without direction, was almost comical.

First, he purged the entire University of California system staff as soon as he had the opening—though I saw the writing on the wall early enough to make my exit—and then he systematically cleared out anyone who might dare to offer the boss a shred of honest feedback. 😂
Some people are simply hardwired this way, and frankly, there is no fixing it.

Benjamin Murphy34 said:I’m getting calls several times a day now, all from blocked numbers, and they’re pairing them with texts containing some pretty graphic content... basically, it's just harassment at this point. Should I be filing a report with the police or what?🤷🤷

There is simply no such thing as a "hidden number" when it comes to legitimate service providers.

Go ahead and contact the police.

Heh, we’re really descending into the primal depths now, aren't we?

I have always maintained that being "in love" is little more than a temporary hormonal malfunction. It essentially hijacks your cognitive faculties and narrows your field of vision to a singular point. In the grand scheme of things, it serves no purpose other than facilitating reproduction.

How curious. Though, truth be told, I haven't read the whole thing. I simply don't have the inclination. My visit here was motivated solely by the desire to invite a few specific individuals over to another Reddit community I frequent; as far as this Politics section is concerned, I’ve spent a grand total of three days here, and frankly, that feels like three days too many.

To be precise—I’ve been handed a red card, all because I decided to start a discussion regarding Istria.
The entire forum strikes me as utterly pointless. Who holds the reins here and why? I couldn't care less. And why exactly certain topics bother the moderators? That is even further from my interests. However, if you are asking whether they are collectively politically illiterate—they certainly are.

The only individual I managed to engage in a proper debate with was driftingdriver, and I didn't give a second thought to whether he held any moderator status or not. He is a remarkably high-quality fellow, though we clearly failed to see eye to eye from the very beginning—which, I suppose, suggests that the level of discourse and socialization these forum users are accustomed to is rather subpar.

And yes, driftingdriver—it was for your sake that I came.

jadedrifter19 said:I spend my time offering advice on how long it takes to move on and how to ensure I never let myself fall into that trap again, yet here I am, spiraling all morning. I can't help but wonder if the failure of my last two relationships was actually my fault—if I simply didn't fight hard enough to keep them present. I don't even know anymore.
I know I gave everything to my most recent relationship. I truly cared about that person, and the breakup was devastating. Honestly, I still love them.

Are you talking to me? 😍

I spotted your pattern immediately. 🤣

I have been keeping track of this for over a decade now, and I've long since abandoned any hope of finding a replacement. I warned everyone from the start—look, I am not built for "standard" relationships; they just aren't for me. 🤷

Standard relationships share one fatal flaw: absolutely nothing ever happens, and they are mind-numbingly tedious. There was a time when I would devour ten different books a day, all on wildly different subjects, just to stave off the crushing weight of boredom. It was maddening.

The question of who the addict actually is remains the central pivot point.
He is an addict regarding narcotics, whereas you are describing an addiction to a lifestyle. To suggest he is addicted to *you* would be nothing more than a foolish, sentimental illusion.

And so, you sit there wondering how to extricate yourself from the situation.

Well, once again, look at me. I decided to enroll in a second degree program. 🤣

Before I entertained the idea of starting a third, I thought to myself: Perhaps I should go back to him, just to see if having him around might actually motivate me to study or not? 🤣

Run while you still have the chance. Go enroll in university. And whatever you do, find yourself some incredibly stimulating social circles, because our fundamental struggle is simply the sheer monotony of being around "normal" people.

If you want to know where I picked up my signature style...

I learned it from him.

Now, I invite someone to explain to me: how does one recover from an addict who spends his time lecturing ME? Especially with those specific attitudes?

And the infuriating part is, he was RIGHT!

jadedrifter19 said:So, I just found out today that he’s finally done with that girl—the one who was also struggling with addiction. Can you believe his new girlfriend is actually a nurse?
I honestly don't even know how to react to that. I'm speechless.

I am somewhat struck by the fact that you seem to feel this concerns you in any capacity.

The reality remains that you didn't leave him, plain and simple. 🤷

You have a problem here, and I am being entirely serious.

brightridge59 said:🤣

I have to disagree with you there. I really miss that sharp, scientific, and rational edge you always bring to the table. 😁

Quincy:

Aside from those minor little details.

Well, there you have it. Just as I thought.

Quincy:

There are actually two small nuances at play here. For the first one, brightridge59 might not be consciously aware of it, though I suspect she has felt its effects firsthand. As for the second, she knows it with absolute certainty. 🤣 When you look at the actual scientific research—the kind conducted with rigorous methods and proper control groups consisting of "typical" individuals—it clearly demonstrates that... I’ve been spending quite a bit of time lately reflecting on the subtle nuances of how we perceive cognitive ability, and I can't help but feel there is a significant, almost profound difference when it comes to how we define true intelligence. It isn't just about how quickly someone can solve a complex equation or memorize a list of facts—though those skills certainly have their place in our academic structures here in the States. To me, it feels much deeper than that. I was sitting in a small coffee shop in San Jose the other day, watching the bustle of people rushing to work, and I started thinking about how often we mistake mere information processing for actual wisdom. There is a certain kind of sharpness that some individuals possess, a way of navigating social complexities and emotional landscapes that seems almost intuitive. It reminds me of some of the concepts discussed in Transactional Analysis; it’s about how we interact, how we read the room, and how we manage the invisible threads of human connection. When you look at it through that lens, the gap between being "smart" and being truly intelligent becomes much more apparent. One is a tool, while the other is a way of being. It’s an interesting distinction to ponder, don't you think?I’ve always found it fascinating how we categorize different types of struggles, but if you look at the data, there is a distinct hierarchy in how people deviate from the baseline. In my view, those struggling with alcohol dependency fall significantly below the threshold of what we consider "normal" functioning. They tend to drift downward, losing that steady grip on everyday reality. On the other hand, individuals dealing with drug addiction tend to swing in the opposite direction—they diverge significantly above the norm, creating a massive, erratic departure from standard behavior. It’s a subtle but profound distinction in how these two paths manifest.

That’s the truth—though, if I’m being completely honest, I’ve never really had the patience to sit down and dig through mountains of statistical data myself. It just isn't my cup of tea!

Of course, there are always those outliers that defy the rule. I once lived in extremely close proximity to an Alcoholic, and let me tell you, he was anything but "dim-witted." In fact, his IQ was north of 150, which really complicates the usual assumptions we make about those types of patterns.
Honestly, the sheer level of destruction that comes from those two working in tandem is something you can only truly grasp if you’ve walked through that same fire yourself. It’s one of those things you can't quite explain to someone who hasn't lived it; there's a specific kind of chaos they stir up together that leaves everything in its wake feeling completely leveled.

Quincy:

When you factor in social maladjustment and all those other little quirks, it really boils down to this: everything we’ve ever dreamed of indulging in, we finally have the opportunity to experience. To put it more simply—everything your heart desires is right there within it.

Oh, please. He’s just so incredibly different from everyone else, isn't he? So uniquely "edgy," so fundamentally unadaptable, such a rebel against the system... oh, please. And, of course, a total addict. 😬

Quincy:

When Eleuther stands up, he isn't falling because he lacks the strength to stay upright. 😂 I’ve decided that today just isn't the day I’m going to go out of my way to pass off an addict as someone who's perfectly stable. I mean, sure, we all have our limits when it comes to being accommodating, but there really is a line you shouldn't cross, right? Honestly, I’ve always felt that you won't find a more passionate lover anywhere else in the world than a well-built addict—provided, of course, they aren't completely lost to the struggle. There is just something about that lack of moral boundaries that changes the entire dynamic. It’s such a fascinating point, really, yet it seems like something people almost never discuss openly, even though it feels like such a pivotal element of the experience. 🤷

To be perfectly honest, my ex was on his absolute best behavior for most of our relationship, mostly because I was constantly hovering over him like a hawk. It’s a bit of an absurd way to live, really! 🙄
His toxic behavior—which was really just a byproduct of years of battling addiction—was ultimately what tore our relationship apart.
It was this constant sense of excess in every single aspect of his life. I won't even go into detail; you already know exactly what I mean. 😉

I suppose if they didn't lack a certain moral compass, things might be different, but they truly don't have one.

Quincy:

An emotional connection is simply out of the question. However, being comfortable with someone who is useful? That can work quite well.

The truth is, you can't find that kind of "comfortable usefulness" with someone you're actually emotionally bonded to. And since these types only know how to bind you to them through pure manipulation—well, I guess that's just one more thing they excel at, isn't it?

Quincy:

Regarding the testing part—if I were in your shoes, I’d kick them to the curb immediately, because an ultimatum is a final line in the sand. Honestly, I'm laughing because brightridge59 knows that better than anyone.

😂
I think we are going to have to disagree on this one. We never seem to see eye to eye on these matters.

That said, if I ever found myself in a similar situation, I wouldn't even bother wasting my $53 on a test. I would just show them the door instantly.
No need for any dramatic ultimatums.

😂

I find myself maintaining that very same position. And yet, there are moments when I am struck by a rather unsettling question—how much of this is truly my own essence, and how much is merely a reflection of the lifestyle I have chosen to adopt?

I have actually been quite eagerly anticipating this moment, waiting for us to finally sit down and engage in a somewhat more serious conversation—perhaps one grounded in actual statistics.

It occurs to me, while reflecting on these broader societal patterns, that the demographic makeup of those struggling with addiction is overwhelmingly male; I don't have the precise, up-to-the-minute statistics for the US at my fingertips, but everywhere you look, the figure seems to hover somewhere north of seventy percent for men—perhaps even higher if one considers the more shadowed corners of the data. Women certainly exist within this struggle, of course, but they remain a comparatively rare phenomenon in these discussions.

She is perpetually stuck in this cycle of playing the victim, a performance that feels almost scripted if you look closely at the patterns described in *Games People Play*. If one were to delve into the literature on the *Alcoholic* archetype—though, admittedly, there isn’t a specific volume dedicated to narcotics, though the underlying mechanics of the system remain identical—one might find some clarity. For those seeking a more profound understanding, I would suggest looking toward the work of Erich Berne; his insights into *Transactional Analysis* offer the most comprehensive framework for deconstructing these repetitive behavioral loops.

One might argue that most instances of Transactional Analysis are simply socially conditioned by a patriarchal structure, though I suppose one could also posit that this tendency represents the natural state of the "stronger sex." I certainly have no desire to make sweeping generalizations here, but the thought persists.

Oh, please, would someone be so kind as to dig up that little piece by Alcoholic for me? I simply haven't the slightest capacity to go hunting for it myself at this particular moment.

It isn't merely a matter of those tasked with the healing itself. One is left to wonder—did we actually achieve recovery, or did we simply find a way to manage the symptoms?

brightridge59 said:I think the more interesting question to ask ourselves is this: what is it about addicts that we find so strangely captivating? 😉

I see that Eleuthera has entered the fray, so there isn't much left for me to contribute. 🤣

Except, perhaps, for two minor observations.

There are actually two distinct points here; regarding the first, Eleuthera might not be consciously aware of it, though she has likely felt its effects firsthand, whereas concerning the second, she is undoubtedly certain. 🤣

1. Quite rigorous scientific studies, employing strictly empirical methods alongside a control group of "average" individuals, demonstrate a profound disparity in cognitive capacity. Those struggling with alcoholism consistently fall well below the average baseline. Conversely, those dealing with narcotics tend to deviate significantly from the norm—specifically, they trend significantly ABOVE it.

When one factors in their social maladjustment and various other eccentricities, they essentially embody everything we once secretly desired to indulge in, now presented with a rare opportunity. To put it more succinctly: they represent the very essence of our most repressed cravings.

2. When such an individual reaches a certain peak, they don't crash simply because they lack the capacity to do so. 😂 Personally, I refuse to trade a high-functioning addict for someone merely "normal." (Though, naturally, even my convictions have their limits, blah, blah...)
There truly is no lover quite as captivating as a properly wired addict—provided they aren't overdoing it. If we add one small detail to the mix, it’s this: they lack any semblance of moral restraint. It is quite curious that no one ever seems to discuss this, yet it remains a pivotal factor. 🤷

An emotional bond is entirely out of the question. However, enjoying pleasant company with someone who serves a practical purpose? That is quite a different matter altogether.

As for the test you proposed—I would have kicked you to the curb immediately, given that it functions as an ultimatum.

And I find myself laughing heartily, because Eleuthera knows this truth all too well.

bluebison70 said:Especially when you have more people on your side... though I suppose it's even more true when you're holding the high ground...

A descent into hell? Or perhaps you're considering a solo trek through the fire? 😍

It is quite frankly laughable to suggest that I belong to the "weaker sex." In all seriousness, I am undeniably the stronger one here!

Morgan Hernandez5 said:I get that having a male friend and a female friend is tough, and you probably feel the same way about both, but what exactly defines friendship for you?
The whole "not having illusions" thing... maybe it's just because you don't bother going deep with people, so it doesn't matter if you're cooking with them or talking about yesterday's trip to Target.
Being superficial is easy. You don't even have to try; it's just there without any effort or giving anything of yourself. But building deeper connections—starting within yourself first and then letting that show outwardly—that takes real work. If you do that, your relationships change because you actually have something to offer, so you end up getting something back.
That's how you get real friendships, or even love.

And those, quite clearly, are romantic relationships, which in my experience fall strictly under the category of men. I find it impossible to find depth in shared domestic tasks like cooking or discussing retail therapy—in fact, I find the whole notion rather grating.

Haven't we wandered right back to my own point? 😉

Larry Cruz51 said:Larry Cruz51, once you all grow up and actually mature—and reach a point where you each have your own full, independent lives—you'll finally learn how to actually listen to one another. It happens when your ego isn't constantly sitting in the driver's seat. Then again, maybe you’ll never find someone compatible enough to call a true friend... or perhaps you'll find a few.

Personally, I’ve realized that I just can't be friends with anyone who is insecure, painfully shy, or struggles with socializing and dating—mostly because I don't deal with any of that. Every single woman who isn't my friend today (thankfully, only two people!) had an issue with how open I am, which tended to attract guys. Yeah, it all boils down to men, dammit... but over the years, some truly beautiful friendships have crystallized. I have two that have stood the test of time through everything, and I'd go so far as to call them "lifelong" friends. There are also two others I've become close with recently who could become very dear friends too :-) they are all women who are quite outgoing in social settings😉 we are the😁

Perhaps we should examine this topic from the perspective of where we might be in a few years.

Is that acceptable? 😉

Larry Cruz51 said:I believe you when you say you don't have female friends. With an attitude like that, I wouldn't want to be your friend either.🙂

But that is precisely what we are discussing here, and frankly, I find the subject quite engaging. My point was simply that I intend to clarify my boundaries so that no one mistakenly assumes a level of intimacy that isn't there; I explained my reasoning, and I believe it’s a matter of maintaining integrity.

Now, truth be told, I actually have quite a few people who consider us close friends, and they seem quite resistant to my attempts to explain otherwise. Of course, I am more than willing to assist them—for instance, if someone needs help landing a role at a firm like Google, I will go above and beyond to facilitate that, which some might characterize as acting on behalf of a peer.
However, if we are being strictly honest: am I a friend? In the traditional sense, no.
And why is that?
It is because I refuse to sugarcoat reality. For example, if a colleague arrives late to the office every day or simply lacks the aptitude for certain complex tasks... well, you know the drill.

By most social definitions, I suppose I should be lying to spare their feelings.

Do you follow my drift? It isn't a "bad attitude," per se. Providing professional assistance is helpful, certainly, but it doesn't constitute friendship in the way most people understand the term. In essence, I am protecting my own reputation with well-known employers.

So, where does that leave things?

Well, I suspect I would behave in the exact same manner even if there were a romantic interest involved.

What would your approach be in such a situation? 😉

Larry Cruz51 said:What makes you say that?
I personally have two wonderful women I consider lifelong friends. We've known each other forever, we've always had each other's backs through thick and thin, and if nothing else has pulled us apart, nothing will... luckily, we haven't shared the same taste in men, and looking at how things are going, we certainly won't...🙂

So, what does it actually look like when two women are truly friends? Beyond those "superficial" fun parts that just decorate a relationship—like going out, joking around, little gifts, or silly antics—to me, it means so much more. It’s cooking together or heading to a Sunday brunch... it's being there when one needs help finding work, where one sees a job posting in the paper and lets the other know immediately, then heads to the interview and calls right after... it's when one gets sick and the other shows up with homemade soup, fruit, and vitamins... it's being able to talk about relationship troubles... it's being able to tell each other, "You know I love you dearly, but I honestly want to smack some sense into you because you're being an idiot." 😁"...I don't know, you don't need to see each other constantly (goodness, we're busy people and usually only see each other on weekends!), nor do you need to be on the phone every second, but you know you can cry to her over the phone, or call her just to say you were a total moron $1000 while running errands at Target, just to vent, and none of that feels like a burden to her.

Of course, there are people who claim to be your friends but eventually let you down, but please, let's not fall into the trap of believing that "best friends" don't exist. Because they really do.

Splendid.
Personally, I haven't the slightest clue how I would manage such a vast collection of these friends, though I never harbor the illusion that labeling someone as the 'best' is strictly necessary.

I can cook with whomever I choose, even enemies.
I seek employment from my neighbors.
I prepare soup for a chronic alcoholic who is nobody's friend, least of all his own.
I can discuss relationship woes with a total stranger; in fact, that is often the most rational approach.
To me, calling someone to gossip about shopping trips is quite the nuisance.

None of that, my dear, has anything to do with friendship.

Indeed. It is quite glaringly apparent that there is a distinct lack of close confidants here, and the subject matter remains strictly business, leaving no room for anything else.🤷

rustymaker5 said:😍
Short, sweet, and blunt... just like always, isn't that right, Tanja? 😉

I can't really comment on that whole competition thing because I've never actually experienced it myself... 🤷

I have exactly one friend left over from my school days, and whether she's my "best" anything... I honestly haven't a clue. 🤔 She lives in a different city, we catch up on the phone, but when she comes to visit me... well, after three days, I find myself wishing she'd head home... 😛 (She's a psychologist, which means she's exhausting—just constant chatter and analyzing everything through a clinical lens... though, I suppose she did a few things for me that earned her a permanent spot in my heart...)

I never really had male friends either. If I wanted to chat, it was coworkers, but if I wanted more than just small talk, they were guys... and once the romantic part ended, the friendship usually didn't stick. 🤷

Nowadays, my social circle revolves around my husband; we hang out with other married couples. We're bonded by shared interests and just enjoying good company. I also have a few gals I grab drinks with for purely female outings, but we aren't exactly real friends—it's more of an informal thing where we meet up whenever it happens to suit everyone's schedule.

All in all, I can't exactly brag about having a best friend... for now, that role is pretty much filled by my husband...🙂

Thx Arna. It’s quite simple, really. When you sit back and reflect on who your truest friend is, it often turns out to be your husband. A man, once again.

For me, my brother holds the top spot, followed by a longtime friend with whom I have weathered many a storm. Then there is the one I am building a life with; it is slightly more complicated since he is from Miami—quite a distance away.

It seems all men follow this pattern.

As I mentioned before (to those who are in the loop), Jovo Toševski, along with the Americans on this forum who can acquire them quite easily and cheaply, *Planet of Women* and those other six books. Though, they are essentially cut from the same cloth. Whether it is a psychiatrist from Detroit or a university professor who decided to adopt this "issue," feminists have tried to digest it all.

We have a perpetual struggle regarding his mother; if we didn't, one could sense the hypocrisy (we both decided to maintain a civil relationship, though we aren't truly close, whether we like it or not). It is natural competition. We are the ones in charge, and we never let go of the reins.

As for the fertile years of life, I don't even care to discuss it. It is nothing but pure competition.

Do I have "friends"? Certainly—if by that you mean more fragile individuals who enjoy leaning on me. I make it quite clear to every single one of them that I AM NOT a friend. They may utilize me (I won't say exploit, per se) right up until our interests no longer align. We can know everything about each other, we can help one another, we can even go so far as to support each other through thick and thin, chat, and socialize... but the boundary remains firm.

The moment a finger is poked into my territory, I strike first, and then I ask who is still standing.

In any case, this is a devilishly interesting topic. From the perspective of an alpha female, beta females hold an entirely different view, and they always end up feeling wounded once the system inevitably collapses.

I truly wonder how many of them are actually aware that they are beta females.

By all means, let us be perfectly clear on this matter. It is my firm conviction—and I believe my intuition serves me well in these instances—that certain individuals possess an undeniable, commanding presence. In my estimation, rustymaker5 is a true leader, the number ten is a natural alpha, and Enči is essentially an alpha operating entirely undercover... though there is little point in me continuing this list, given that our various interests rarely align and we don't exactly share common goals on this forum.

I am listening, however, and quite curious to hear your thoughts.
rustymaker5, wouldn't you agree that you have a friend living far away? 😉

nimbleviper75 As stated by:
Ladies, I find myself wondering—does everyone here possess that one indispensable best friend?

Never!

It seems that biological mechanisms dictate that women remain in a state of competition with one another throughout their entire lives, persisting until their very last breath.

I have always found that I much prefer to observe competition from a comfortable distance; there is something about being directly in the fray that feels unnecessarily taxing. As for the matter of close companionship, I suppose I have never quite managed to cultivate that one quintessential best friend, though in the grand scheme of things, I find myself wondering if such a thing truly matters all that much.

My closest friends? Well, if we are being strictly honest, my entire inner circle consists of men. Period.

bluebison70 said:Well, I guess nobody can actually write a manual for how you live your personal life, but having some baseline standards for behavior on a forum... that seems necessary, maybe even essential.

It happens quite often where people stop arguing the actual point and start attacking the person instead—you know, going *ad hominem*. It turns into these unnecessarily intense clashes that don't really mean anything, they just sort of "clutter up" the forum. Honestly, I’ve found myself getting provoked more than once, feeling the need to defend myself, and then I suppose I've gone a bit too far with some pretty blunt words and stuff. I think we should probably allow total freedom of thought; I don't think anyone needs to be banned for their opinions. Like, if someone truly believes Hitler was some kind of great humanist, well, that's their issue. We can just ignore it, move on, and leave it at that. But it's a different thing entirely when people start slapping labels on others or throwing insults around. Personal matters should stay completely out of the forum. This is just an online space; people can talk to whoever they want, and they don't have to bother the rest of us.

Then there's the whole moderator situation on certain forums. It's a unique case. I don't know exactly how they carry themselves elsewhere, but there really ought to be some standard for them, too. It shouldn't happen that someone who's poorly written or uneducated starts swinging the hammer over my head just because I wrote something they didn't like. If I'm not insulting anyone, and if I'm not doing anything against US laws, why would I get banned? A forum should be a place of freedom—democracy, really. A place for free speech and expressing thoughts and views. Even if I say something stupid, I guess... why punish me for that? Even people who aren't the brightest deserve rights and freedom of speech. Not all of us are geniuses capable of deep philosophy, but we can at least try to be decent and not insult people or things.

I wasn't really aiming this text at you, specifically. I just figured I'd take the opportunity to let you know I'm still around.

By all means, feel free to direct it at me as well. It won't bother me in the slightest.

The author of this piece has proceeded from an entirely flawed premise, which, if I may be so bold, speaks more to his own limitations than anyone else's. He operates under the assumption that internet forums are populated primarily by children.
And that is, quite frankly, a fundamental falsehood because, quite simply, children have far better things to do with their time than haunt message boards. One need only look around to realize we are essentially sitting in a retirement community.

That nonsense regarding "real life" might find some purchase with a teenager, perhaps, but I cannot—and certainly will not—picture myself spending my Friday or Saturday nights lost in some neon-soaked disco club; I would likely lose my mind within fifteen minutes. Or perhaps he imagines us sitting on a park bench with a cheap beer? 😲

Consequently, the entire subject matter is misguided and utterly irrelevant. He has managed to miss his TARGET AUDIENCE entirely. Furthermore, the comparison to video games is just plain absurd. I honestly don't even have the energy to comment on it.

The issue here is deeply personal for the author. This forum simply fails to meet his specific needs.
It fails to meet mine as well.

Beyond the fact that I personally know several people here whom I actually find interesting, I possess a significant advantage over any hypothetical youngsters lurking in the shadows. I have my own money, I have a car, and I have the absolute freedom to go about my business as I please. Therefore, I find it quite laughable when someone tries to attach conditions to interaction or project their own prejudices onto others.

The internet remains, without question, the most brilliant communication model ever devised; it imposes no boundaries whatsoever—in fact, it offers incredibly vast possibilities.
I can sit down at two in the morning, put my feet up on the table, crack open a Coca-Cola, grab a sandwich, and engage in conversation with whoever I choose.
I have absolutely zero interest in anyone's "real life," nor do I feel the slightest urge to go running around outside looking for someone or wandering through bars. All I require is the Democratic Party and a solid connection.

Chloe Barnes8 said:Go ahead, keep going... it's not like I'm trying to get even, but just try seeing things from my side for a second. Your posts and those from The Ten are just dull and predictable to me—not to mention how shallow everything feels...🤷

I don't doubt that for a second. It seems the moment you found yourself on familiar ground, dissecting who said what to whom, everything suddenly became fascinating to you.

I shall happily continue.

Chloe Barnes8 said:Another teenager from the Voltairean school!😁 😁

Welcome to the group, once again!

Do you have anything constructive to add about any part of the topic???😉

Constructive dialogue seems to be quite outside your area of expertise. I’ve been reading through several of your posts lately, and frankly, your assessments of The Ten are incredibly superficial; then, to top it all off, you provide these utterly tedious biographies that seem to lack any clear point or purpose within this discussion.

I am left with the impression that this thread has reached its natural end, devolving instead into nothing more than petty personal bickering. 🤷
It’s becoming rather tiresome and lacks any real substance. If I truly wanted to discuss The Ten, I would simply send a private message.