Hello mr. John, I really like your URL, and I was wondering if you could give me it? I use tumblr on a daily basis and it would be awesome to have the URL lies. I don’t want it to sell or anything, I’d use it! I understand if you don’t want to give me the URL because its great and maybe it has some meaning behind it. I just ask you to consider this, please. Thank you, Ricardo.
Thank you for asking so nicely. I think this may actually be the nicest request I’ve ever received for the ‘lies’ URL. You were direct, honest, and clearly had done your homework. There was perhaps just a hint of self-abasement, which makes me feel a little guilty, so on some level I hope that was you cynically trying to manipulate me, since then my guilt in inducing it would be less.
But I suspect it was a sincere indication of your desire for the URL, and a willingness to prostrate yourself before its current possessor if that’s what it would take to get him to consider giving it to you. And since the rest of your request displays signs of the aforementioned homework, I’m confronted by the fact that along with picking up on the other things I’ve indicated about how to ask properly, you also picked up a sense that I might be interested in a little groveling.
I apologize for that. I don’t want to be the kind of person who makes innocent strangers grovel. I started my practice of teasing URL suitors because I thought it was funny, but finding humor in the frustrated desire of others is a dick move. So again, I’m sorry.
I’m not currently planning to give up the ‘lies’ URL. But if I were to give it up, you are exactly the kind of intelligent, sincere, hopeful person who would deserve to have it, and I bet you’d do a wonderful job of posting insightful, interesting content on it.
My dad has always been prone to obsessions, and one that I remember from my childhood was his obsession with the writings of Carlos Castañeda. Castañeda wrote a series of purportedly true but in all likelihood heavily fictionalized bestsellers back in the 1960s and 70s describing his shamanistic training by a Yacqui wise man named Don Juan. They were cool stories, and as a kid I wanted them to be true. On some level I still do, though experience with the world has made me skeptical.
But the books still have truth in them, even if that truth is embedded in a larger lie (as all truths are, ultimately). One passage that has stayed with me is when Don Juan is explaining to his pupil the difference between being a warrior and being a slave. The slave bows to anyone he deems to be higher than himself, but demands that anyone lower bow to him in turn. The warrior bows to no one — but neither does he let anyone else bow to him.
Don’t bow to anyone, Ricardo. Or at least not to someone like me.
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