Okaay

Well! I have known and glimpsed the mad, bitching, politics that abound in this fandom. So far i have gratefully avoided it, i'm blessed to belong to a list that won't allow any real viciousness. That i suppose is because those on the list are there because they share similar interests and has a wise, strong list mommy who acts as mediator in debates, steering them back on coarse if the posts become of topic or personal. Lj land doesn't have this, the initial debate point gets viewed by a diverse spread of people, with different likes and dislikes [quite rightly or we would all be fairly feckin bored] who gradually reply to the threads rather than the original point, which becomes lost in an insidious buzzing of Chinese whispers until every one is lost and yelling leaving the poor sod who had the temerity to begin an intelligent and potentially fascinating debate standing with shit on their shoes.
I can't be arsed with it, it reminds me too much of the long ago days of school when the 'popular' crowd would dictate who and what was acceptable, not because of their superior intelligence or Buddha like supreme understanding, but because they knew how to be complete bastards and could shout the loudest while doing it. The 'Cordette syndrome' never affected me much, basically because when it came down to it i kept out of the hassle, but if dragged in was more than capable of showing why i wore the crown for the scariest kid on the play ground. Now many years later, i still have the crown albeit rather dusty and forgotten lying in the back of the wardrobe, because i made a choice not to associate with those who need to find personal jibes and excuses for a bitching session in every innocent word. I love a good argument, sitting in a circle of friends with a pint in hand putting forth thoughts and opinions formulated with wit and educated banter is the basis of an Irish night in the pub, that is why i got a live journal. I saw the brilliant comments and discussions had by others and i wanted to contribute, i didn't feel comfortable doing it anonymously so i decided with the aid of a good friend to get me a name. I chose those who's ljs reflected the people i would want to sit around a table with and i got in contact. I have not regretted my choices but it annoys me that good debate starting points can be kidnapped and mutated into something unpleasant with the same tone as a drunk staggering over to a table in a pub trying to pick a fight, just because they can....
Anyway nuf said, my two bits on that particular squirrel done, speaking of squirrels i re-read 'domestic piranhas' today, so funny. 'Gila's cave' has just the right mix of light and dark for those days when your just 'off' god i love every series on that page, starting 'Sands of time' again tonight. Now normally i will read anything 'good' that has Spike as a main character. He is the reason i got into the fandom. I don't give a good god-damn about the pairing as long as the writing is quality i will come [get yer minds out of the gutter, i'm merely doing the 'if you build it they will come ' from 'the field'].So the fact i love a fic that is Xander based is a fairly good indication of the writing. The fact it is hurt/comfort only adds to my joy and happy wriggles. Love h/c love..love it. And yes the words sick and twisted are apt in a descriptive line for me. So that is my night planned out, yes i am sad, no i don't have a life and no i don't particularly care, and no i got nothing written today. It's not my fault the days are just too short. By the way has any one any idea what happened to 'the long walk home?'