egb_hibs
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- Joined
- Jul 2, 2002
Yes, to pre-empt the obvious, I’m a few pints deep. Still, it’s nice in all aspects of life to occasionally reflect on what we have rather than what rankles us.
With that in mind, my appreciation goes to
(Actually before that, the looming disaster with any such thing is you always forget folk so apologies in advance, like I say I’m a few pints deep and ultimately I value everyone here):
- Gordon whose kicked me up and down for 20+ years but I consider an ‘actual’, like irl dudes, friend
- 1875, Jamie, Zab and other admins for keeping the show on the road with a light touch, and being good cnuts themselves
- Findlay for being my favourite Cnut much though he probably doesn’t buy it, though it still hurts me not to be able to call him Moaty as he will always be in my heart
- Greenmachine for being the man - and more specifically the Catholic - I’d like to grow up to be, and who helps me understand football
- EGers for being EGers
- Sancho and Aggie for making me feel that the world isn’t completely mad
- Jimmy for being one of the main engines of the place and always interesting or amusing or both together
- Smurf for so many things over the years, as well as an example of how to grow from ban happy guardianista into something more nuanced. Britain needs to do a Smurf
- Jack for being a caustic fucker who never gives me an inch, but the minute it’s not a battle, ie advice, swaps out to having your back; how the game should be played
- Billy for the jokes, the patter and more
- Archie, for the details even if I sometimes disagree on woods and trees
- BK for setting benchmarks in cantankerousness I can but dream of, but also showing a wee Edinburgh laddie can escape the predestination of this miserable Calvinist cowp (I’m hoping someone sees what I did there)
- Burbank and Barney for the letters from America,
- Paignton and others for the letters from our future, ie contemporary Saxon land
- Henry - has he fucked off again - even though he’s taken the city boy route from evilly funny to hug a hoody puffter; Keith Joseph to DavCam as it were
- Davy, our war corespondent and all round good egg…just don’t become what you oppose D
- Daz and other old skool lads; to quote big Jock; they’re there and they’re always there
- Haarlem for the existentialism and one of the few people to really throw me - when he accused me, so dismissive of the sixth form Dawkins claptrap of yesteryear, of being too preoccupied with what is objectively and verifiably true. I’m still thrown, doesn’t happen often for good or ill
- Beagle for reminding me acab. Only joking fella
- two headed boy and Southfield for lots of little things
- Jack K - he gone anaw - for finding me a good song for the first time in a decade
- Ryan, who seems to think I’m gunning for him when I think I have more time for him than most, and think that while he’s a bit misguided, is no more so than half the tenured professors in British humanities. And I mean that, and I wish he’d see it and change course.
And Hattie and cabbage and ribs and all the new people I’m still getting to know. And most of all to the glaringly obvious ones I’ve missed. Thanks to you all.
You cnuts.
With that in mind, my appreciation goes to
(Actually before that, the looming disaster with any such thing is you always forget folk so apologies in advance, like I say I’m a few pints deep and ultimately I value everyone here):
- Gordon whose kicked me up and down for 20+ years but I consider an ‘actual’, like irl dudes, friend
- 1875, Jamie, Zab and other admins for keeping the show on the road with a light touch, and being good cnuts themselves
- Findlay for being my favourite Cnut much though he probably doesn’t buy it, though it still hurts me not to be able to call him Moaty as he will always be in my heart
- Greenmachine for being the man - and more specifically the Catholic - I’d like to grow up to be, and who helps me understand football
- EGers for being EGers
- Sancho and Aggie for making me feel that the world isn’t completely mad
- Jimmy for being one of the main engines of the place and always interesting or amusing or both together
- Smurf for so many things over the years, as well as an example of how to grow from ban happy guardianista into something more nuanced. Britain needs to do a Smurf
- Jack for being a caustic fucker who never gives me an inch, but the minute it’s not a battle, ie advice, swaps out to having your back; how the game should be played
- Billy for the jokes, the patter and more
- Archie, for the details even if I sometimes disagree on woods and trees
- BK for setting benchmarks in cantankerousness I can but dream of, but also showing a wee Edinburgh laddie can escape the predestination of this miserable Calvinist cowp (I’m hoping someone sees what I did there)
- Burbank and Barney for the letters from America,
- Paignton and others for the letters from our future, ie contemporary Saxon land
- Henry - has he fucked off again - even though he’s taken the city boy route from evilly funny to hug a hoody puffter; Keith Joseph to DavCam as it were
- Davy, our war corespondent and all round good egg…just don’t become what you oppose D
- Daz and other old skool lads; to quote big Jock; they’re there and they’re always there
- Haarlem for the existentialism and one of the few people to really throw me - when he accused me, so dismissive of the sixth form Dawkins claptrap of yesteryear, of being too preoccupied with what is objectively and verifiably true. I’m still thrown, doesn’t happen often for good or ill
- Beagle for reminding me acab. Only joking fella
- two headed boy and Southfield for lots of little things
- Jack K - he gone anaw - for finding me a good song for the first time in a decade
- Ryan, who seems to think I’m gunning for him when I think I have more time for him than most, and think that while he’s a bit misguided, is no more so than half the tenured professors in British humanities. And I mean that, and I wish he’d see it and change course.
And Hattie and cabbage and ribs and all the new people I’m still getting to know. And most of all to the glaringly obvious ones I’ve missed. Thanks to you all.
You cnuts.
