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*Hating the things you are supposed to love happens to be my great idea for a billboard advertisement for a divorce attorney!
"I'm never gettin' married again. I'm just gonna find a woman I hate and buy her a house."
-Rodney Dangerfield

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To be clear, and to explain the joke (as we all know, jokes are like frogs ... dissecting them kills them)...

The people who often exhibit the most anger toward something are those that claim that they are the real fans of it; this antipathy comes from the misguided idea that they are the true keepers of some Platonic ideal of whatever it was that caused them to love the thing before that love curdled into something more ... let's just say complicated.

It's something you see in all sorts of fandom, and was parodied on the Simpsons with the Comic Book Guy.

Personally, I think that there is something to be said for that state of pure joy where you can simply enjoy something. That doesn't mean you forever stow your critical abilities, but there is no joy in hating the things that you are supposed to love.*

*Hating the things you are supposed to love happens to be my great idea for a billboard advertisement for a divorce attorney!
Which reminds me of just how much I hate the expression, "At least he died doing something he loved." It was trucked-out each time one of several friends died in motorcycle related collisions. i really don't want the last thing that goes through my head to be, "OK, now I hate this." I'd rather keep it at, "Oh, $i!#."
 

Which reminds me of just how much I hate the expression, "At least he died doing something he loved." It was trucked-out each time one of several friends died in motorcycle related collisions. i really don't want the last thing that goes through my head to be, "OK, now I hate this." I'd rather keep it at, "Oh, $i!#."

I hear ya. I've done some car racing, and I figure that the last thing that goes through my head will be the windshield.



too dark?
 

Which reminds me of just how much I hate the expression, "At least he died doing something he loved." It was trucked-out each time one of several friends died in motorcycle related collisions. i really don't want the last thing that goes through my head to be, "OK, now I hate this." I'd rather keep it at, "Oh, $i!#."

I think it works better in hobbies or the like where the danger is intrinsically part of the vibe (rather than just being an unavoidable side effect of other elements).
 

I hear ya. I've done some car racing, and I figure that the last thing that goes through my head will be the windshield.

too dark?
Hardly. The first thing that goes through a bug's head, when it hits a car, is the windshield. The last thing is its butt.

As a rider I almost had the other guy's windshield be the last thing that went through my head. I got off lightly (?) with just denting the steel gas tank with my groin, instead.
 

I think it works better in hobbies or the like where the danger is intrinsically part of the vibe (rather than just being an unavoidable side effect of other elements).
Oh, believe me. The danger is an intrinsic part of riding a motorcycle whether it's on the road, or on the track. Eight racing schools and two advanced street riding courses under my belt, and I still respect the danger. Enough so that I've essentially given it up, though I might go back to taking a racing school, now and then.
 

I hear ya. I've done some car racing, and I figure that the last thing that goes through my head will be the windshield.



too dark?

My Grandfather's favourite joke. "Whats the last thing that went through that Bugs mind? Its butt."

The fact he was a horrible driver, fell asleep at the wheel, and my Mom eventually forbid him driving us anywhere adds to the appeal.
 


Hardly. The first thing that goes through a bug's head, when it hits a car, is the windshield. The last thing is its butt.

As a rider I almost had the other guy's windshield be the last thing that went through my head. I got off lightly (?) with just denting the steel gas tank with my groin, instead.

Well, when I die I want to go out blissfully in my sleep like my uncle, not screaming in terror like the passengers in his bus.
 


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