Furious Pete Wrote:
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> This goes to all of you (RichieBee in particular):
> Never pick on the little guys. It\'s just not cool.
Ok, first of all, I \"pick on\" everybody. And I enjoyed immensely the \"insider
bias\" double entendre. Inaccurate, but well played nonetheless. And let
me assure you this aging hipster is about 20 years past caring whether you, or
anyone else, thinks I\'m \"cool\". (I\'m sure you would agree that not caring if
anyone thinks you are cool is, hey, pretty damn cool).
Secondly, Airnate (as did Albatross) took my \"ribbing\" with good cheer. In my
book they are both \"menschs\", a pretty decent compliment in these parts. My
\"awards\" may have taken a darker tone if I had been a participant in either of
the pools they scored in, but I do not bet supers or Ohio tracks.
Thirdly, DSipes. He may or may not have meant me when he referenced
\"pretentious folk (was this edited?) on here that post regularly\". On the off
chance that he may have been referring to me, it was my obligation as a
New Yorker to offer a reply. I am sure the changes to his Twitter page I
suggested are forthcoming. But in at least two instances, I was one of the few
posters who even took the time to reply to DSipes, even though my tone could
have been warmer. I guess in your mind it would have been better if I (like
most of my fellow posters) offered no response?
I am not certain who the \"little guys\" are. I am currently only wagering when
something interests me; I\'ve pushed less than $1,000 through the windows this
year (little guy). I do not enjoy the opulent lifestyle I am sure some of my
fellow posters enjoy; my credit is so bad many merchants will not accept my
cash (little guy). Due to my unfortunate \"reverse retirement\" (I lived like a
retiree, partying, gambling and golfing (and only working when necessary) until
I was nearly 30), I am 62 years old and still working my butt off (little guy).
I live in a modest 2 bedroom apartment with my wife, mother in law and five
cats (little guy).
So really Furioso, my pretentious prattle is the proverbial 10 pounds of shit
in a five pound bag. I use it occasionally to jump up on the porch and bark
with the big dogs like yourself. A psychologist might opine that I am utilizing
an extensive vocabulary and highly advanced writing style to compensate for
some shortcomings or insecurities, and I would probably agree with this
assessment.
I enjoy some clever badinage, and have had some good duels over the years with
JB, with the erstwhile Jimbo, with the Brilliant! Miff, with Comrade Curtis and
with Chuckles the Clown (and his various alter egos). Somehow we have
all remained cordial, all afflicted as we are with equihippicitis
(\"google\" this word and you will get interesting results).
BUT, if anyone, big guy or little guy, thinks I pretentiously poked at them, if
I\'ve libeled, if I\'ve slandered, if I\'ve defamed, here I am. I am fairly
certain that any post directed at me, by name or by implication, has not gone
unanswered. I\'ve probably even apologized in instances where it really was not
necessary. So if I\'ve insulted someone, big guy or little guy, like the
manatee\'s t-shirt says: \"Come at me bro...\"