How do you let a friend know that you no longer consider them a friend?
No, I'm not dumping anybody. I'm just curious. Back when I was young, I typically just stopped talking to a person. If they persisted, then I might verbally lash out at them. I kinda hoped that would get my point across and it typically did.
While on vacation, though, Katie and I were talking to the Bro and SiL and they related the sordid story of their neighbors and their separation, trial reparation, divorce, and subsequent relationships. Some twisted shit happened that my Bro and SiL knew about but didn't tell one of the involved parties and it wound up in some bad blood. In their defense, I wouldn't have reported it either simply because it's just too mired in shit to even want to try to relate accurately.
The SiL started talking about how her friend, the now ex-wife, reacted to learning about the "mired in shit" events and to the fact that our SiL knew about it. In an attempt at levity, for which I'm well known, I chimed in.
Me: Awwwww, did you get defriended in MySpace?
SiL (sheepishly): yes.
So that is the modern equivalent of a stinging rebuke, eh? No, you don't get embarrassed in a small public forum anymore. You are completely removed from not just the Top Friends list, but the overall Friends list as well for the entire online world to see.
I can understand how some might be hurt, but it still makes me snicker a bit.
Do you think it was Tom's intent for his site to become a thermometer of public acceptance when he, or whoever else was responsible, created it?
What does it take for you to "defriend" someone in MySpace or Facebook? Have you ever been defriended? Care to share the circumstances?
Totally Unrelated Aside (TUA): Katie and I had a pretty pleasant surprise last night, we rented The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe and enjoyed the heck out of it. Neither of us read the original C.S. Lewis novels although I had an interest but never got around to them because I wasn't a fan of fantasy or sci-fi books growing up; just mystery and horror. And neither of us had any interest in seeing this movie when it first came out in theaters in 2005.
However, having seen trailers for the second film in the series, Prince Caspian, and both of us thinking that it looked relatively decent, we decided it would behoove us to watch the first, well, first. Makes sense, right?
So we got the disc from Netflix and threw it in the player last night with some apprehension. We had no idea what to expect. Other than the audio mix being a bit off (it was really hard to hear them talking sometimes and when your neighbors' bedroom is right on the other side of your media wall, you can't really keep it too loud), it was incredibly enjoyable. The kids in the lead roles were really good; Tilda Swinton was more than adequately scary as the White Witch (I think she's scary looking in real life, too, so that helps); and the other supporting cast including James McAvoy, Jim Broadbent and the voices of Ray Winstone, Dawn French, Rupert Everett and Liam Neeson were all top notch.
Now I'm actually looking forward to Prince Caspian. This, of course, is the kiss of death. C'est la vie. But it does have Peter Dinklage in it. It's hard to go wrong with Dinklage in the cast of anything.
