June 4th, 2002


on the pitfalls of being ethical.

there are times I wish I wasn't so ethical.

for example, there's somebody I know that was forcibly removed from the IRC server I mostly hang out on. I check out a new IRC channel on a different network, and I find that person there. Now, ethical behaviour demands that I not breathe a word of that past because it's entirely possible the person has changed since then. And it's true I see signs of change, but I see other areas where the person hasn't changed at all. Most disconcerting is that in a privmsg session I had with this person soon after I discovered that this person was hanging out on the new channel is that the person knows of these areas that haven't been fixed and is trying to change them, but then I see examples that this person doing exactly the opposite. But yet I promised this person that I wouldn't breathe a word of this person's prior behaviour to the new IRC channel, and I won't.

Hell, that's why I'm circumnavigating now, because I know folks from said IRC channel read this, so I would appreciate it, if you know to whom I am referring, that you not breathe a name out.

The other thing I have problems with is confronting people. The person referred to above desperately needs to be told a few things. Mostly, I need to point out that I would prefer not to associate with the person in question at all. But opening a new privmsg session to do this is very difficult, because I still don't want to hurt the person in question. Yeah, I'm completely nuts.

And of course, if I can't stand this person's behaviour, then why am I hanging out in said channel? Well, because on the whole the folks there are very nice people. I don't want to lose the few friendships I have there. But I'm still aching from what said person did to me and my friends. And I don't want the cycle to repeat itself.

I don't know. I'm quite confused, and I'm kicking myself for my character traits. What a way to end the night.
  • Current Music
    Kathy Mar - Flowers for Algernon

The one thing I'll miss about boringtown...

I just walked outside with Britney. I live near probably one of the most major metropolitan areas in my part of the state, yet I can still make out the sky quite clearly. I know the Big Dipper (can't really see the Little one, though, streetlight directly to the north here.) and Casseopeia, and Scorpio (my birth sign), and the Milky Way in all its glory crisscrosses at zenith.

I love stars. I love being in dark places to see all the stars too.

The reason I'm forever looking up is thanks to an astronomy professor at the University of California at Berkeley. He believes firmly that teaching is a good thing for him to be doing, and his Intro to Astronomy for Non-Majors is always packed when he teaches it. They always give him the second largest lecture hall on campus too. (It's the more technologically up to date one as well, which is great).

So Alex (my prof's name) achieved his goal. One more student is looking up.
  • Current Music
    Genesis - Watcher Of The Skies