tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925039489191363193.post6138077468288246247..comments2011-04-29T17:19:12.337-07:00Comments on Ego Poisoning: This is a Typical Example of My Thoughts Before BedSethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09885180647559392840noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925039489191363193.post-73599918261527875652009-09-11T20:13:44.645-07:002009-09-11T20:13:44.645-07:00I think we're in agreement on this; both that ...I think we're in agreement on this; both that I'm my own worst enemy and that ruins win, hands down.<br /><br />But then you go and throw in crumbling hulk, and I'm left wondering where that ranks.Sethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09885180647559392840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925039489191363193.post-31257361423107581772009-09-09T16:05:27.244-07:002009-09-09T16:05:27.244-07:00You actually are your own worst enemy in this argu...You actually are your own worst enemy in this argument I think, as you've already made the point I was going to bring up quite well: The Colosseum is not only still there, it's still COOL. It hasn't really been taken away, and while one might look upon it and feel the pang of what it once was and will never be again, at least you get that bittersweet thrill of picturing it, squinting your eyes and almost seeing it whole again. A ruin leaves the victim something to memorialize and cherish, while a blasted hole is sterile, unrelatable, and completely out of reach. It may be less of a monument to your own might then a crumbling hulk would be, but it certainly is a much crueler fate for the blastee.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04681396434922245496noreply@blogger.com