You obviously have no clue as to what losses are incurred in trying to
You really do have an unwarrantedly high opinion of yourself.
You certainly didn't hurt it any by wimping out of your defamation
suit. That just proves I'm telling the truth when I say you are a
fraud.
BTW, you know what happens when someone postures like he's going to
sue for defamation then he wimps out?
EVERYONE knows he's "a fraud."
ANYONE can call you a fraud now.
Anyway back to what's bothering you: Your low self esteem.
Your lack of "happy customers."
A great man -- a self proclaimed "listener" -- recently died. You
would benefit by forgetting about me and listening to his last
interview.
You are making the same mistake as the guys in the lobby of his mom's
hotel.
Bret Cahill
http://www.aarpmagazine.org/money/fear_economy_studs_terkel.html
The Great Depression. I was about 17 years old. Hoover was still
president. People had been living high off the hog. And then, boom,
comes the Crash. It was so sudden. Guys jumped out of windows. They
didn’t know what to do. The wise men ran around, and then they cried
out after Roosevelt for the government to help them out. Regulation.
They asked for it. They cried for it. The wise men were lost, just as
they are today. The free market fell on its fanny. We learned nothing.
It’s exactly the same today.
“The lessons of the Great Depression? Don’t blame yourself. Turn to
others. The big boys are not that bright.”
My mother ran a hotel, the Wells-Grand Hotel, for men, just outside
Chicago’s skid row.
Skilled workers. Mechanics. Guys with jobs here and there. Some
retired. It was fine. The lobby in the hotel was empty in the daytime.
It was just a little room, and at night they’d come play hearts and
pinochle. Then came 1929. Suddenly they’re not working. Or those guys
who retired, suddenly their pensions are gone. Now they’re in the
lobby in the daytime. They don’t know what the hell to do. So they
drank more. And played the horses more. And there were fights. What
were the fights over? Their own self-respect. I mean, they had nothing
to do. They were furious. Who do you blame? Who do you hit? You hit
each other. That was sort of a metaphor for what happened to the
country. They blamed themselves. Yet I met these people who weathered
it one way or the other, some just by lending a hand.
-- Studds Terkel