Originally posted by Vladamir no1Well, you have to do something while recovering from a late night out in the real world and while preparing for the next night out in the real world.
Playing the game of chess is an introverted interest, doubly so when played online, are we all introverts who communicate by forum chat when we should be out in the real world?
I say "no".
Originally posted by Vladamir no1Well, think of this: there are whole clans here that *only* communicate by forum chat and don't even play any chess games... on a chess site...
Playing the game of chess is an introverted interest, doubly so when played online, are we all introverts who communicate by forum chat when we should be out in the real world?
would that be quadruply so, then, or just triply so?
Originally posted by WheelyWe have one 'No'........ Therefore we ar not 'all' inroverted at RHP, but maybe the majority are?
Well, you have to do something while recovering from a late night out in the real world and while preparing for the next night out in the real world.
I say "no".
Best Society
When I was a child, I thought,
Casually, that solitude
Never needed to be sought.
Something everybody had,
Like nakedness, it lay at hand,
Not specially right or specially wrong,
A plentiful and obvious thing
Not at all hard to understand.
Then, after twenty, it became
At once more difficult to get
And more desired - though all the same
More undesirable; for what
You are alone has, to achieve
The rank of fact, to be expressed
In terms of others, or it's just
A compensating make-believe.
Much better stay in company!
To love you must have someone else,
Giving requires a legatee,
Good neighbours need whole parishfuls
Of folk to do it on - in short,
Our virtues are all social; if,
Deprived of solitude, you chafe,
It's clear you're not the virtuous sort.
Viciously, then, I lock my door.
The gas-fire breathes. The wind outside
Ushers in evening rain. Once more
Uncontradicting solitude
Supports me on its giant palm;
And like a sea-anemone
Or simple snail, there cautiously
Unfolds, emerges, what I am.
Philip Larkin