Durnell’s giving Dusty enough rope to hang herself with.
Of course, she might hang him first, so he shouldn’t stick his neck out too far, y’know?
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I think Dusty is being sarcastic, or maybe disingenuous. It’s her hardly-disinterested view that people should watch her show, but I don’t think she has any statistical studies to back it up.
She might even be up to something.
Like starting a fight for the sake of a fight.
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There are always those arguments, that, once you’re in them, you tend to either back down or double down. It all depends on whether you’re getting hot about it or cold about it.
People hot into an argument will double down even when there’s that little voice in their heads telling them it’s gonna cost ’em dear if they can’t shut up and think for a minute.
People cold on an argument are already thinking about tomorrow and how they’re gonna make sure this difference of opinion becomes something somebody’s gonna wish they hadn’t got hot over.
People who tend to waffle and waver between the hot and cold go lukewarm and… let’s face it, they don’t win or lose. They just set up to have another argument later on.
Durnell’s just being flippant. Everyone’s always expecting something to go sidewise in television, at the OutdoorFest, and when you’re wearing a gold-tone tuxedo. It’s inevitable that something’s about to go sidewise. If you announce that you see it coming in hopes that people will think you’re psychic, well… all you’re gonna get is a nasty shock about just how sidewise “sidewise” can get.
Steven seems to know what he’s getting into, and doesn’t seem to mind that he’s getting into it.
Love is blind, and often, that’s how love finds itself crippled and maybe on some kind of pain meds.
We’ll see.
I saw a video clip one time where a car thief was being interviewed. He said if people didn’t expect their cars to be stolen, they wouldn’t just leave them sitting around all over the place.
That’s about as bald-faced an attempt to justify a stupid action as you can get, outside of stealing a car so you can throw it away to win prize money. They might argue that they were cutting down on littering and pollution all in one action, and saving the owner the time and trouble from having to do it himself.
Or something else just as infuriatingly stupid.
Mal and Enis are on the same wavelength today.
I don’t think Shelley feels like they’re all sympatico, do you?
Enis can talk his way into and out of anything. Just ask him! He’ll tell ya. And tell ya. And tell ya.
I’ve met a few people like that. Look ya in the eye and tell you something that just… isn’t … so. But because they believe it for the moment, and because they expect you to believe it because they said it, and there’s that personal charm or charisma or psychic evil power or whatever they got, you sorta feel like you’re not just supposed to just walk away thinking “Poor stupid imbecile. I hope he doesn’t hurt himself.”
And you get drawn into the crazy.
I, for one, applaud their sentiments and their methods. They’re good kids, and after the skin grafts, they’ll be happy people again, knowing they were being socially responsible.
Or something.
