Posted by Bob and the boys (64.12.97.14) on August 01, 2003 at 05:40:48:
In Reply to: "Extroverted"!?? posted by Bartholomew (67.75.10.164) on July 30, 2003 at 03:01:17:
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> Posted by Nicky Ba (152.163.253.35) on July 27, 2003 at 18:34:32:
> In Reply to: Re: However posted by I, I Sir. I.I.I.I.I.I.I.I etc (152.163.253.35) on July 27, 2003 at 14:29:25:
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> > > > Rumors persist that there is a board somewhere that was started by these ex 9typers and is now a thriving place where of course the bulk of the attention is paid to the founders.
> > > --It's true. The place has the letters w, e and i in the URL and you can find it using Google.
> Yeah, but don't it figure to be true? You guys cut out from here but see, you werent going to bust up your OWN deal. All you guys did was figure that you didnt like the owner here, so you want to run your own show.
> I hope you guys went private. This way you pick and choose who you want, because you guys were the snobbiest clique I ever seen on the line, and you ought to stick to yourselves. This way Coory can have all his space for his drugged ravings till they cart him away, Emily, she could thrill all of you when she tells you what her bowel movement look like today, you Mikko could make whatever you want out of whatever you don't like, Rotten Apple, Cathy, Twiggy and the rest of the goo-goo girls could turn me down to dance by making up a fake me for laughs, Diarmuid could show all of you how smart he is and blahblahblitzbaby
Literally, "extroverted" means "turned outward." In practice it means "turned towards people." What are psychologists trying to say? "We are the outside; we are the universe," is what they are trying to say. They are foolishly egotistic. Community is not the world. When people are extroverted, they talk among themselves; they are turned in on themselves. People forget--because it is pleasant to forget this, if you are "extroverted"--that when you turn away from the party, you find yourself facing everything else.
> This occurred to me high on a dirt road on a high hillside at dusk, beneath softly arching low-tension power lines, bordered by red and white pines and winding its way through low, hot bushes, a week ago. There was no campfire and no gathering behind me, but if there were, I would not spare my eyes to look towards it.