Yes Ann and Judy, I agree with all of this. Share's "scary plane rides" post was the one that almost did me in. It will never stop. I believe her brain is wired this way and there is nothing she is doing to increase awareness of her self and her condition, nothing at least that has had any effect on her behavior since she joined. As I've said, I learn in reverse so in some perverted sense, she's taught me a lesson or two.
---In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, <authfriend@...> wrote: (snip) Ann wrote: Dear Emily, As of last night, arriving back home from an awards banquet and having a glass of wine and a piece of Toblerone as I sat in front of the computer for a final "sweep" of my emails, news and, you guessed it, FFL I came to a firm conclusion: no more FFL for me. The place had sunk as far as it could, we had reached the dregs. It just wasn't something I could stomach anymore. I knew I was finished here when I realized I was actually looking forward to a post, any post, from (wait for it) Barry to relieve the nauseating presence of both Texas Dick and Share Long. It had seemed that one more inane question, one more disengenuous comment and stroking by Share was going to do me in. It isn't her meanness that was getting to me it was her utter irrelevance and superficiality that finally was eroding any ability to endure it here. And as for Richard, who wants to stay in a room with the dolt that keeps poking and poking at everyone all the while with his finger stuck up his snotty nose saying,"Nah, nah, ne, nah, nah."? Nope, I don't. I was done. Then, my masochistic streak got the better of me and I decided to take a look and see if any glimmer of hope for this place had emerged - maybe a new thread on something interesting, relevant, intelligent - anything. And there was a new topic and there was Salyavin and there was hope. I just had to get that off my chest, it was a close one! I've finally figured out what Share's cuter-than-cute posts have been reminding me of: Remember these? This one's called "Waiting for Grandma." http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lt9r6qD5Cl1r50veuo1_500.jpg http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lt9r6qD5Cl1r50veuo1_500.jpg And these: Black velvet painting, "Jesus and Elvis." http://darnsexysecondhand.files.wordpress.com/2011/09/jesus-elvis-velvet-painting-sm-frame.jpg?w=640 http://darnsexysecondhand.files.wordpress.com/2011/09/jesus-elvis-velvet-painting-sm-frame.jpg?w=640 Oh, the inanity... A relentlessly steady diet of the kind of verbal kitsch Share churns out is deadening and depressing and even, as you say, nauseating. Devoid of any self-discipline, any self-critical evaluation, any subtlety: whatever the thought is, just spew it out as fast as possible, with no reservation, no filtering, no dignity. See, everybody, I had a thought, and here it is! No reflection, no selection, platitudes delivered as if they were profound insights.
