I havent had a decent conversation in this forum involving politics since Andreus passed away.
I have had those agree with me or argue against me but never convince me that something was thought of in the wrong light and I should re-think.
Mostly because Adreus dealt respect and received it..
Some of you may not know whom I am referring but suffice to say I only pot around in here every now and again testing folks to see if I can find an opposing opinion that isnt blindly enraged by their idealism.
Wow
A few members of JUB are aware that he was a close friend of mine, here in Boston. reading these words took my breath away. I came here and read his Memorial thread with his brother, and that was my first introduction to JUB. I knew he was an active member of online forums and that this was one of them, but I was never really motivated to join at length for any real discussion for my own personal reasons.
I understand what you mean.
He was a linguist, and a photographer. It wasn't how or what someone said or did that intrigued him, it was why. He believed that he could never really understand a language until he understood WHY someone spoke the way they did. He had to understand the culture to speak the languages, and he knew many languages. His compulsive nature was really fucking daunting to deal with in person. he truly studied people in a way that I have never seen another person ever do. Every gesture every inflection meant something in his eyes.
He asked questions to not only get an answer, and to see HOW someone would answer but then really try to figure out WHY they believed what they did. He was always ten steps ahead of me in any conversation we had because of that. There were very few of us who ever dared argue with him. Mostly I guess because he could not stop himself from engaging in that NEED to understand the why of people and events. He could not stop until some sort of mutual agreement was reached. He was a product of his culture and he never spoke to anyone unless he respected them. For him, arguing a point with someone was meant as a complement, and he had this weird cultural glitch... hard to describe... Once he engaged he felt it was an insult to him and against others for him to disengage until some real understanding occurred.
But lets be honest. He was also stubborn beyond imagination, strident in his personal convictions and religious beliefs, and vain in ways that wounded him beyond measure psychologically. His drive to understand others was equally matched by his absolute commitment to his prsonal ideology, and that was what killed him. He was wounded while he was in Iraq in the beginning of the war there and lived only to die by overtaxing his damaged heart by fasting during one of his holy months. He thought that was somehow noble. I thought it was just selfish.
I am a very bottom line kind of guy.
I can't see spending a moment on something that wont result in some real pragmatic sollution. He could sit and endlessly ponder a thing and that made me crazy. He could be gracious and charming beyond reason, and believe me he was a truly beautiful man physically, and he knew how to manipulate through that. and then he would turn on a dime and strike out at you verbally to the core with a viciousness unimaginable. He also used that understanding of people to weild an incredible cruelty. Then once he had torn you down, he would just as quickly build you up with charm and humor.
He was very complicated.
Even his personal computer cannot be unlocked. He had four security programs all in not only different languages, but in languages with different alphabets. No one has been able to get past two and no one has a clue what language he actually wrote that damned journal of his in. He spent an hour a day writing his thoughts for years and then made sure no one would ever know what he said.
you say that he dealt respect and he gave it. I agree.
He did that because he was convinced to the core that everyone was exactly and precisely equal as human beings in every way. He had a deep personal need to prove it to himself. Dreu cared about human beings. He would defend someone with a loyalty that never waivered, yet let you know privately that if you couldn't keep up with him it was because you were just not trying.
I've never met anyone like him before and I don't think I ever will again.