I have a feeling that Gen isn't really the writer of the 'Gen Padova' litany, and that's why I wanted to challenge him to a debate.
Just like in chat rooms, people who refuse to meet in person, or talk on the phone, are usually suspect.
It's a very good possibility that some suitcase pimp, possibly her boyfriend, is in charge of her promotion.
I thought I'd test this theory.
Guess I was right.
If a girl is actually the writer of these long lines of baloney, I'd be really surprised. It doesn't sound like the musings of a girl to me.
Whatever the case, chickening out of a debate is suspect.
Balk, balk, balk.
And by the way, I don't really give a rat's ass what anyone in the industry thinks of me. I have my principles, and I'm sticking to them. I won't even attempt to get into an industry that won't test for Herpes and Hepatitis. No way.
My wife and I are planning on having children very soon, and yeah, those diseases would probably screw up the equation.
There really isn't a rhyme or reason for chickening out of what could be a really interesting debate.
That is, unless it isn't Gen Padova who's really doing the writing, and the 'thinking'.
Over a cup of coffee, that would be abundantly clear in about 5 seconds when my sharpened intellect starts bombarding her riddled brain with questions- and facts.
Balk, balk, balk.
It could have been fun...
...Mr. Padova.
Oh, and one more thing.
In another post, in another section of this forum, you said you won't work with people who swing.
You named BisexuaBritni as one of those people you wouldn't work with. Yeah, I made fun of you for that. I think I said it was kind of like a basketball making fun of a football because it ain't round.
Isn't it a bit ironic that it took Ms. Britni to make a bold statement about the state of the industry, while you, either a man or a woman, I'm not sure, sit here and say that the way things are is just fine?
Ironically, it might just be BisexualBritni-
-who wouldn't want to work with YOU.
Maybe you're just jealous that she had the courage to call a spade a spade. Maybe you're really a suitcase pimp who promotes his girl online.
Whatever the case, by chickening out of this debate, you are nothing more than a hollow babble of typed words, without a face, occupying space on an electronic message board.
Funny, I used to think more of you than that.
I was wrong.
The Outsider