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herman in jan uary.

except., you know, not black.
 
blitty and matty are immature douchebags for ever doubting you

I took the liberty of extracting the self-evident portion of your statement Fisch. Good say.

On a side note, it looks like the new plan at Gamelive is to engage in internecine warfare until only the most douchey and least substantive remain. Fantastic development if you want to get established in forumville, lousy effort if you wanted to retain the elite cadre you came here with.
 
Listen, in all the history of forumville, I would challenge anyone to match Herman's record of consistent candor and sharing self-effacing details about his life. To be perfectly honest I don't think anyone here, myself included, comes close to it, we all have too much pride to display our weaknesses. Herman has always played it straight when you spoke to him one on one, to a degree that I've never before encountered in an e-person.

There's nothing here to suggest he's lying, people just like to see their name in print. He doesn't owe us any proof or pictures, you guys just need to feed your voyeuristic obsessions. I would suggest that once Herman has to produce them to corroborate his story, you have already completely removed the incentive for him to do so. You only share pictures like that with your friends, and you guys can't find it in yourselves to just be his friend, so why not just shut the fuck up instead of chasing away one of the most real people we had?
 
You guys all need to sit and take a moment to think about whether you want to post at a forum with a sense of community or you want to emulate the Jerry Springer Show's audience. When you suspend your sensitivity to the feelings of others, which is a necessary step in compulsive voyeurism, you instantly put up a wall around yourself and push people away. Since the purpose of a forum is to reach out to others, if you keep this up then you'll be left with the likes of Deuce and Shanty. Those are the kinds of people who respond to others insensitivity completely non-plussed, happy to simulate interaction outside the realm of courtesy and mutual respect. People who are willing to become truly vulnerable to others and want to be real will just leave.

Wake up call.
 
I salute your honesty, Fisch. And I respect your position. I hope you can respect that it's an environment I personally want no part of. I know that hasn't always been my position, I've done my fair share of tearing down people in forumville with an almost bloodthirsty passion.

I came to GameLive to evolve from that, to grow as a person and as a poster, surrounded by people in whom I reposed enough faith to support my endeavour. I realize that's a selfish goal, but to me it seemed worthwhile. No more games, no more petty arguments, just heartfelt discourse; that was what I wanted to represent here.

This story with Herman and now his detractors has brought to mind the oratory of Teddy Roosevelt. In 1910 he addressed a crowd at the Sorbonne treating on the hallmarks of good citizenship within the framework of a republic. Some of you may recognize this passage:

It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face in marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.

Shame on the man of cultivated taste who permits refinement to develop into fastidiousness that unfits him for doing the rough work of a workaday world. Among the free peoples who govern themselves there is but a small field of usefulness open for the men of cloistered life who shrink from contact with their fellows. Still less room is there for those who deride of slight what is done by those who actually bear the brunt of the day; nor yet for those others who always profess that they would like to take action, if only the conditions of life were not exactly what they actually are.

The man who does nothing cuts the same sordid figure in the pages of history, whether he be a cynic, or fop, or voluptuary. There is little use for the being whose tepid soul knows nothing of great and generous emotion, of the high pride, the stern belief, the lofty enthusiasm, of the men who quell the storm and ride the thunder. Well for these men if they succeed; well also, though not so well, if they fail, given only that they have nobly ventured, and have put forth all their heart and strength. It is war-worn Hotspur, spent with hard fighting, he of the many errors and valiant end, over whose memory we love to linger, not over the memory of the young lord who "but for the vile guns would have been a valiant soldier."

At least Herman fights in the arena.