Rule
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I ended one good childhood friendship when he got sexually fresh at the onset of puberty. At the time I had already 'died' and as a consequence was crazy. Since having 'died' I am blunt, and do not socially connect to other people. I am loyal, but my loyalty cannot be bought. When a friend does something wrong, I will darn well tell him so. If he does not want to discuss it privately, I will discuss it in public. About six years ago I lost two good friends - since about 1980 and 1987. The second suddenly greeted me with a disinterested "Hi". I do not know what his problem is, but suppose that I am to blame; I can think of three possible causes. I have kept my friendship for him alive for those six years. About ten days ago I heard that he had been stabbed in the neck. He is at home now and recovering well. (The stabber had used cocaine and rang the doorbell of the wrong apartment; his intended victims were his ex-girlfriend and her new friend in the next apartment.) It caused me to face reality: I had lost this friend six years ago and our friendship ended then. So last week I mourned the loss of my friend. The other lost friend was a more complicated case. He is somewhat older than me, never been married or having any steady relation that I know of. He studied one year of physics, then switched to programming. He is descended from a long line of Indonesian warriors. By nature he is a warrior. Short, stocky, high IQ, socially normal except for not having a wife. It so happened that he fell in love with a small woman, even less tall than he, who did not want him at all. She had a long time relation with a tall, gaunt, crazy artist. That relationship ended and he had high hopes that now it would be his opportunity. Not so. She started a new relationship with another tall, gaunt, crazy artist. After a handful of years that relationship also ended. So my friend again had high hopes that at last she would agree to a relationship with him. Not so. She started a new relationship with yet another tall, gaunt, crazy artist. Now these two apparently to rub his nose in it and snub him, in a public place were flirting with each other. I think that I noticed that, but ignored it. My friend did not ignore it. The two guys got quite drunk. At last we four were the only people left of our company - and do I wish that I had left too. My friend offered everybody a drink. The drunk, tall, gaunt, crazy artist refused the offer. Then when my friend had his whisky before him, the tall, gaunt, crazy artist in drunk bravado took his glass of whisky and drank all of it. That was extremely rude and offended the honor of my friend - at least that was my perception of what occurred. In turn my friend got horribly angry. The next day he refused me an explanation for his behaviour. The tall, gaunt, crazy artist complained that their friendship had ended and I promised to try to reconciliate them. I did so in public at a party of the second friend and in such terms that only my soldier type friend would understand. He got extremely mad at me and never talked to me again. Mere minutes later my tall, gaunt, crazy artist friend came to me and told me what really had been going on, about the hopeless love of my soldier type friend and that he and this girl now had an intimate relationship. If I had known that fifteen minutes earlier, I never would have given my public conciliatory speech - but at that moment it was too late. I mourned the loss of that friend as well.
< Message edited by Rule -- 5/11/2009 7:37:32 AM >
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