I want to point out that at this moment I have nothing more important to do, so I allow myself to write the following.
Waiting for it to be put on the homepage!!!
Today, in the messages related to a very personal listening (as has been the case for twenty years), I received the following messages from the patient OPS (sorry for the Freudian slip) from the user Algol, among others in a listening that I felt very deeply.
I must emphasize that I have never let anyone walk all over me! The listens I share are always the result of research and appreciated by many. It's true, I talk a lot about myself, but I have always done so and always will, because for me the music I listen to is an appendage and amalgam of MY life, and in my life (without social media), I talk about whatever the hell I want, responding in the first person.
Result? I wanted to write a review of the concert I attended at the Olimpico by the Depeche Mode; I had THE TIME, but for today, and only for today, I won’t do it!
Since Algol has also mentioned other users who were annoyed by my grotesque nature (my favorite trait), I hope that in this space, those mentioned but not named can come forward.
I also think that this editorial and the related comments could help me and us understand the difference between Algol and so-called Fake-Trolls and other nonsense, since he writes well but is rude, shows up when you least expect it, and above all, even with a good dialectic, offends, dragging along who knows who!!!!
ALGOL
Who cares?
ALGOL
I provoke. Not about everything, but I realize that in an increasingly rampant "Homo likens" context, the expression of dissent horrifies.
In this specific case, who cares about the ton of your personal issues with which you infect almost every piece you write? This display of personal facts, which you throw out in a frenzy that seems to be your only expressive code, is frankly disturbing. But completely in line with a vulgar drift from social media. It's sad to see that this so vulgar and low approach has infected generations like mine.
A textbook case.
ALGOL
I repeat. Your tendency to burden us with your private life is evident. Equally clear is that we have drastically different concepts of privacy and intimacy.
Since this is a place of absolute freedom, you are free to continue plastering your life for us, and I am free to express my total disinterest in content that, unfortunately, is so invasive, you force me to contemplate.
That said, the very bad Algol will no longer bother you, don’t worry. Just know that there are those who find this exhibition of yours grotesque.
With reciprocal disrespect, never again.
