Yoo hoo… can we talk?
On a serious tip. No more wisecracks on the subject. I have to realize that I play to a more global crowd. Not everyone thinks I’m funny. In the world’s defense, a lot of Americans think I’m a mean-sprited asshole too.
What started this was a remark I passed in my comments. It was a “racial/ethnic” slur directed at Mr. Razavi. No semantics, no excuses… WHAT I SAID WAS WRONG. Simple as that.
I am very sorry for hurting you, Sayed. And I mean it. I am very sorry for anyone who was offended by the remark, too. It was crude and insensitive.
What followed after that was a chain reaction of disasters on both sides. Events that we have *BOTH* admitted publicly we could have handled better. Exacerbated by caring friends on both sides who wanted to defend us.
We both lost our cool. While we can’t erase the past… we can only move forward INTO the future.
As I planned to resurrect this site over the summer, I VOWED that this kind of stuff was not going to happen anymore.
I wanted to come back and be a POSITIVE force in the community. At a time where people are being polarized and torn apart over a war that affected the entire planet… I wanted to help bring the web community back together, torn apart FROM all the debate and harsh words, and I wanted to work with the same people with the same mindset.
Consider me somewhat of an “expert” on flame wars…
Here are your common elements of a flame war (see if this looks familiar in over a thousand different Web Dramas.)
POP QUIZ: (This is based on…)
It’s counterproductive, petty, childish, bullshit.
And Gawd… I am so FUCKING TIRED of it.
I guess a guy’s got to grow up sometime?
The first steps to resolving any conflict is to find common ground within both adversaries. Sayed and I (obviously) have tempers and a lot of pride. Like me, I’ve found Sayed to be very passionate about his projects. He’s obviously a good guy to have so many friends want to protect him the way they do. He has something to offer the web. Something positive.
… and yes, Sayed. Growing up in the inner-cities of Brooklyn, I have a pretty good idea of what it feels like when a GROUP finds ways to remind you that “you’re different FROM them” (like you can possibly forget?).
To the web: (not that I would EVER tell ANYONE on the web what they should do on their pages. heh heh!)