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I know what you did....
Mar. 10th, 2003 07:47 pmIn recent days, I found out that someone that I trusted betrayed me in such a way that was previously unfathomable to me. What they did was some highly illegal, highly privacy invading crap. No need to worry - they know that I know and they also know that thanks to some very excellent work, all of their invasive and unethical maneuverings have all been dismantled. The situation has been corrected.
In all of this, I found myself more angry and ashamed not at the purpetrator, but that my business partners accepted and trusted this individual based on my endorsement - my word. After all, we had known each other for so long, right? What was not to trust?
I forgive the person for the little digs: the fact that they have not uttered a single word to me in almost four months. For what reason I will probably never fathom. Surely it was not because I wrote a piece of fiction about a dark pagan ritual that was both brutal and base. If that were the case, why isn't he railing against Stephen King, or VC Andrews? For petesake, the interactive story was entitled "666 West End Avenue". What the hell did they THINK it was about?! I can forgive the fact that with the password I had entrusted them with in order to do some work on my server, that they helped themselves and saw fit to delete critical files on my webpage. Lucky for me, I make backups - or at least my business partners do when I don't remember to. Dua Netjer for the fact that I am able to change my password weekly - and now I do.
I don't want to become embittered, I don't want to trust people at large less and less. I will not give them power to change my world view in such a way.
I cannot believe a fictional story could cause such a rift, quite frankly beause they know and I know it wasn't what did it. I think I chalk this latest bit up to their own guilt. This person knew that they were stealing from me, from my business, and my business partners - and any gifts that were professed to have been given out of "love" in terms of time and efforts spent, never really came without a fairly hefty pricetag attached to them. The Japanese have a very excellent saying that goes like this: "Nothing ever comes more expensively than something given 'free of charge'". Hell, they even went behind my back to try and recruit our own members from us! Well, they are of course welcome to try to do that. There are alot of online community sites on the web. That my partners and I have built one of our own never detracted from the man whom I consider my mentor all of this. Jot Ariston of Ancient Worlds has been that sort of person. We still talk, exchange information, ideas - and warnings about renegades that would invade the privacy of our users, for whatever nefarious reasons that they saw fit. We at Panhistoria consider the site to be a sister - or maybe its previous incarnation, Ancient Sites, to have been our parent site. When it fell apart, we made a home for the suddenly homeless people to come to. Its been almost three years now - we are still standing. Although we know that we will probably NEVER get rich from the venture, its still a great place to be. I thank every single person that has been a part of it and is a part of it for its continued success. They are what is central. That not all of them are subscribers never mattered one bit to me. It never will. Now, mind you, it hasn't been easy - but then nothing worth anything ever really is. But we have had fun along the way; in spite of the momentary frustrations.
I wish these persons and their new site well - I wish them all the success in the world with their new venture...and maybe somewhere along the way, they will also remember how it all started, and how we were friends. The door is open - though I never really expect to get a real explanation as to the "why's".
In all of this, I found myself more angry and ashamed not at the purpetrator, but that my business partners accepted and trusted this individual based on my endorsement - my word. After all, we had known each other for so long, right? What was not to trust?
I forgive the person for the little digs: the fact that they have not uttered a single word to me in almost four months. For what reason I will probably never fathom. Surely it was not because I wrote a piece of fiction about a dark pagan ritual that was both brutal and base. If that were the case, why isn't he railing against Stephen King, or VC Andrews? For petesake, the interactive story was entitled "666 West End Avenue". What the hell did they THINK it was about?! I can forgive the fact that with the password I had entrusted them with in order to do some work on my server, that they helped themselves and saw fit to delete critical files on my webpage. Lucky for me, I make backups - or at least my business partners do when I don't remember to. Dua Netjer for the fact that I am able to change my password weekly - and now I do.
I don't want to become embittered, I don't want to trust people at large less and less. I will not give them power to change my world view in such a way.
I cannot believe a fictional story could cause such a rift, quite frankly beause they know and I know it wasn't what did it. I think I chalk this latest bit up to their own guilt. This person knew that they were stealing from me, from my business, and my business partners - and any gifts that were professed to have been given out of "love" in terms of time and efforts spent, never really came without a fairly hefty pricetag attached to them. The Japanese have a very excellent saying that goes like this: "Nothing ever comes more expensively than something given 'free of charge'". Hell, they even went behind my back to try and recruit our own members from us! Well, they are of course welcome to try to do that. There are alot of online community sites on the web. That my partners and I have built one of our own never detracted from the man whom I consider my mentor all of this. Jot Ariston of Ancient Worlds has been that sort of person. We still talk, exchange information, ideas - and warnings about renegades that would invade the privacy of our users, for whatever nefarious reasons that they saw fit. We at Panhistoria consider the site to be a sister - or maybe its previous incarnation, Ancient Sites, to have been our parent site. When it fell apart, we made a home for the suddenly homeless people to come to. Its been almost three years now - we are still standing. Although we know that we will probably NEVER get rich from the venture, its still a great place to be. I thank every single person that has been a part of it and is a part of it for its continued success. They are what is central. That not all of them are subscribers never mattered one bit to me. It never will. Now, mind you, it hasn't been easy - but then nothing worth anything ever really is. But we have had fun along the way; in spite of the momentary frustrations.
I wish these persons and their new site well - I wish them all the success in the world with their new venture...and maybe somewhere along the way, they will also remember how it all started, and how we were friends. The door is open - though I never really expect to get a real explanation as to the "why's".
