Not really a divorce, more like a separation

A lot of wonderful people have written me about the last post, and I thank you all.

I’ve made a decision to distance myself from the community.

I’m not going anywhere, and neither are you. Your links are simply being moved to a new section, away from anyone that can hurt my friends because of something I may say. And you certainly don’t need the pressure of “what is *that guy* doing here?” in your comments.

Regarding the latest situation, I’ve learned one thing from the first time I stepped in that quagmire… the more you say the worse it gets. So I’m not saying a word.

I have better things to do at this time anyway…

A re-cap of the last really-longwinded post…
1) When I screw up, I screw up big.
2) When you’re not there, or ever been in a similar situation, it’s easy to judge with 20/20 hindsight, isn’t it? There will always be a loose jackass here and there that think their two cents is needed on any given topic under the sun.
3) To use my comments just to call me a “dumbass” for some of the things I’ve done in my life is about as clever an observation as saying “Getting hit by a truck hurts”. Come on people… where did all the deep thinkers go?
4) Hopefully the intelligent people will stick around, or come back when this ridiculously over-exaggerated drama blows over.

Please, guys. No opinions or words of support on this. I love you guys, and hopefully once everyone shuts up, maybe this whole thing will finally be behind us, as I’m sure you guys have better things to do too.

Catch you all later.

Eric Brooks

Musician, Programmer, Graphic Designer, Evil Clown - A thorn in the Internet's side since 1997 with no intention of stopping any time soon.

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