Friday, May 20, 2011

Get offa my lawn!

Sometimes I pick fights I don't need to fight. It happened far more often in my youth, and as I got older I realized I didn't have to stand up for every single thing every single time, but last night I fell off the wagon loudly grousing about other local music writers. One of the benefits of having been around as long as I have been, at least in the music world, is that I don't have to play nice with other writers. I can be outspoken about folks I feel are, well, not good at it. But that doesn't mean I should exercise that particular verbal / textual muscle. As GalPal pointed out last night, I may be in the right, but I look like a dick.

No one wants that!

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