Time for farewells..

[FreeLancer]

"Her death won Jeff's freedom."

I just blew coffee through my nose.

[FreeLancer]

I've got $5 (sorry it's a recession and all) that says he comes back and makes one more speech. Anyone?

[psynapz]

The Theremy implosion DID break something but I'm at a loss to pinpoint exactly what was broken, though if I had to guess I would say mainly we lost the sense of "us against the world" comraderie we had before. Suspicion, accusations, anger amongst friends has a tendency to do that. I lean toward it being deliberate but of course I can't prove it. Were we so important as to elicit such attention? I would say yes. Mainly, in my opinion, due to our near daily and intense focus on RAT/MC issues, something into which TD was also dipping her toe. Now she is destroyed.

Have we learned a lesson? Should we?

Lesson: On the right track. Keep going.

[FreeLancer]

"Lesson: On the right track. Keep going."

WORD

[lea123]

I've spoken to Jeff on the phone twice this week and he's satisfied my concerns about his absence, which after all that has happened I can only respect. If Therese dying brought Jeff closer to his family, she wrought something wonderful in her passing.

.....

This is the way the World ends. Not with a bang, but a whimper.

Maybe I am Jeff's last blog post.

I've been coming here--to the blog and to the forum--daily, sometimes multiple times daily. I post infrequently, but read almost everything. The blog and the forum have changed--actually saved--my life by confirming that I'm not nuts, that the things I'd been seeing all these years are seen by others. There's not a lot of support for this way of seeing things in my midwestern suburban cul-de-sac environment.

For almost three months now I've been hanging my hopes on these words from Jeff's last blog post:

A genuine update coming. Honest.

I'd really like to hear it directly from Jeff if he's decided to abandon RI. That's his decision to make, of course. I would wish him well and thank him for the work he's done.

[hava1]

"Her death won Jeff's freedom."

I just blew coffee through my nose.

thank u freelancer.

[MacCruiskeen]

Joe may be literally the only person left here that understands why I(and Jeff, for that matter) have little cause to remain on this forum. I've spoken to Jeff on the phone twice this week and he's satisfied my concerns about his absence, which after all that has happened I can only respect. If Therese dying brought Jeff closer to his family, she wrought something wonderful in her passing.

Her death won Jeff's freedom. And you fucking narcissists can't even understand what that means.

Maybe that's because we fucking narcissists haven't spoken to Jeff twice on the phone this week, or even once, or even ever. Or maybe it's because you, Et, are an incomparably, ineffably superior being. Or maybe it's because you are completely up your own effing arse right now. Who are we to presume to even guess?

"It is a riddle, wrapped in a mystery, inside an enigma."

But perhaps there is a key.

[chiggerbit]

Jeff hasn't totally dropped out. I'm sure I remember him posting a brief comment with the hampster madly spinning in his little wheel, I think with the comment about something feeling familiar. Hmmmm, which thread was that?

[sunny]

The blog and the forum have changed--actually saved--my life by confirming that I'm not nuts, that the things I'd been seeing all these years are seen by others. There's not a lot of support for this way of seeing things in my midwestern suburban cul-de-sac environment.

Change the "midwestern suburban cul-de-sac environment" to "Deep South fundieland of death" (warm and green tho it may be) and you have expressed precisely the reason I am here. I am just so happy not to be alone.

[Sarah Bellum]

Maybe it's time we took this mob social

Real or fiction characters supporting topics/story?

Regular journal as character backstory?

Is this a template for an ARG?

[Seamus OBlimey]

[elfismiles]

Damn ET,

I hate to see folks leave and this forum change. I've certainly said to many people that things have never been quite the same since "then" but I thought things were getting back to "normal".

Now you've introduced an even darker potential ending to this "community" which apparently you lost hope and connection with some time ago.

... this is all just terrible ... and your description of what you think of us members here ...

geez, shit, fuck dude.

What a banquet I've provided my beautiful vampire collegues. To think I still rated such a response from even a dedicated nemesis..

Have none of you realized I am completely defanged and powerless? Or that I never once had an ounce of strength to make a difference in any life, even my own?

Most of you are so willing to make a meal of your own flesh and blood you don't even bother questioning the meal when you consume one your own. I'm gratified to be the lamb here and bring pleasure and joy to those that crave it at someone else's expense, but you have to know that as a whole, this community whether it was ever great or not has been hollowed out and gutted into something it was never intended to be and you are Lost and Blind, a beautiful people that celebrate themselves masturbating into a broken mirror never sure of what you really are. Words on the RI forum and blog: the flashiest quips win here heedless of how far off the feet your words are and while I can dance to that tune same as anyone who gives a shit about looking the coolest or having the last word when the relevance of such is worth so little?

Don't you realize that you have lost your minds? Don't you care?

Joe may be literally the only person left here that understands why I(and Jeff, for that matter) have little cause to remain on this forum. I've spoken to Jeff on the phone twice this week and he's satisfied my concerns about his absence, which after all that has happened I can only respect. If Therese dying brought Jeff closer to his family, she wrought something wonderful in her passing.

Her death won Jeff's freedom. And you fucking narcissists can't even understand what that means.

Ty Brown made a show of putting a quote of mine in his sig on his now defunct forum where I said something to the effect that was was broken here does not get put back together. I meant it then, I saw the break-up for what it was over a year ago. I tried to keep it together, but finally realized there was no point in doing so.

We died, and our analog of the Marvel Zombies assumed our shades while we sat in ignorance to our own subversion.

This place has become what it hates and I won't participate in that having altogether too much hate of my own.

So take your slick, diseased, and altogether worthless fucking selves and celebrate your own cleverness with me. I really am sick of it all, have been for nearly two years. I stayed to support my friend, but he no longer needs that from me, and maybe never did.

Live your lives, people.

You make no difference her at all, its all just a cacaphony of harsh bleating where all speak and none are heard.

Goodbye, honest to god, I wish you all well, even those I've clashed with. When I put aside my own relish to see those I hold contempt for, when I do that, if my words ever meant anything to anyone here, you should give thought to what I am trying to say.

We lost, and I'm sorry for that, so very sorry indeed.

Jeff, I've always been and always will be your friend and you know how to reach me, so call me any time day or night without care. The others who know they are important to me(sunny, chigger, Joe, xsic, etc) can find me through him.

This is the way the World ends. Not with a bang, but a whimper.



Maybe I am Jeff's last blog post.

It would be as perfect if....

[MacCruiskeen]

Since this thread is melodramatically entitled "Time for farewells.." (note the plural, which turned out to be accurate), it might be worth pointing out that many people are currently saying farewell to many things, including their jobs, their pensions, their savings, their hopes for their children, their homes, their more expensive habits, and in some cases even their lives.



Several things have changed since this board started. For example: We're currently, in March 2009, in the very early stages of the worst economic collapse for eighty years (and probably the biggest rip-off in global history). So it's hardly surprising if this has had some effect on how much time, energy and inclination people have to post things to message boards, what kind of things they then choose to post about, and what kinds of feelings manifest themselves in the process.

Meanwhile, I'm enormously grateful to JackRiddler and everyone else who's contributing, un-narcissistically, to the "End of Wall Street Boom" thread and numerous others devoted to hugely important, life-changing matters I still understand too damn little about, e.g. money. And I'm grateful to Jeff for providing a place where that kind of thing can still happen.

[brekin]

"Things do not change; we change."

-Henry David Thoreau

[barracuda]

Finnegan's Wake

Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin Street
A gentleman Irish, mighty odd;
He'd a beautiful tongue so rich and sweet
And to rise in the world he carried a hod.
Now Tim had a sort o' the tipplin' way
With a love of the liquor poor Tim was born
And to help him on with his work each day
He'd a drop of the craythur ev'ry morn.

One mornin' Tim was rather full
His head felt heavy which made him shake,
He fell from the ladder and broke his skull
And they carried him home his corpse to wake.
They wrapped him up in a nice clean sheet
And laid him out across the bed,
With a gallon of whiskey at his feet
And a barrel of porter at his head.

Whack fol the dah now dance to your partner
Welt the flure, your trotters shake;
Wasn't it the truth I told you
Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake!

His friends assembled at the wake
And Mrs Finnegan called for lunch,
First they brought in tea and cake
Then pipes, tobacco and whiskey punch.
Biddy O'Brien began to cry
"Such a nice clean corpse, did you ever see?
"Arrah, Tim, mavourneen, why did you die?"
"Ah, hold your gab" said Paddy McGee!

Whack fol the dah now dance to your partner
Welt the flure, your trotters shake;
Wasn't it the truth I told you
Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake!

Then Biddy O'Connor took up the job
"O Biddy," says she, "You're wrong, I'm sure":
Biddy gave her a belt in the gob
And left her sprawlin' on the floor.
And then a mighty war did rage
'Twas woman to woman and man to man,
Shillelagh law did all engage
And the row and the ruction soon began.

Whack fol the dah now dance to your partner
Welt the flure, your trotters shake;
Wasn't it the truth I told you
Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake!

Then Mickey Maloney ducked his head
When a naggin of whiskey flew at him,
It missed, and fallin' on the bed
The liquor scattered over Tim.
Bedad he revives! See how he rises!
Timothy rising from the bed,
Says,"Whirl your whiskey around like blazes
Thanam o'n Dhoul! D'ye think I'm dead?"