Friday, April 04, 2008

On Trash Ass Table Talk -- BBT3 Edition

I just don't get it.

That is, rude ass cracka ass douchebags saying crap in chat that they wouldn't have the stones (or lack of tact) to say out loud in a live cardroom. I just don't get it. Just because you can get away with saying something on teh intrawebs without getting your ass kicked in the parking lot later in the evening, doesn't mean doing so is a good idea, y'know?

Set aside for a moment all the great background work Alcanthang did putting together BBT3 -- all those wonderful WSOP seats, the linking of Mondays at the Hoy, Riverchasers, Skillz, etc. Never mind all that, and think about what a large part of the community of bloggers (e.g., "us"), is trying to build. A community, that is.

We may be scattered from Vega$ to NYC, from Texas to Canada and beyond, but the poker part of the blogosphere is truly a neighborhood. Not to suggest that everyone's going to get along, but there is a lot to be said for basic civility. There's also a lot to be said about not rapping on the glass of the fishtank. And yea, verily, there are plenty of fish in the blogosphere, but that's not a bad thing.

I suppose I'm not saying anything that 20 other bloggers haven't addressed in the last two days. But really, why does anyone truly feel the need to be a tacky asshat in chat, just because someone cracked a hand or two of yours? Remember, if you're that far ahead, you *want* those people in your hand, right? Well, unless and until you've got the mortal nuts, your 95% hand on the turn ain't 100%. So when it's cracked, why talk trash as if it were? Don't you *want* that fish at your table in the blogger cash game at the next blogger gathering? Or at least buying you drinks in the Geisha Bar? Or at least being around to commiserate with after Jamie Gold pushes you off a pot with 52o and shows?

Then why be an asshat and drive someone out of the neighborhood? Thassall....

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