Of asses...

April 21, 2008 | 03:09PM  | maudie dot b - gmail d c | |

Anyone still out there?

I'm a bad poker community member. Even though I've put myself on a quasi-poker blogging hiatus, I promised myself I'd stay in touch by reading my Google Reader poker blog subs. I did OK for a while, even venturing to some poker blogs not in my subs and one or two new-to-me bloggers out there. But some recent personal trials put me way behind. Reading poker blogs just wasn't a priority there for a while.

I'm trying to get caught up and, good heavens, there are so many now, it makes my head spin. The too few online poker blogger tournies I've managed to play in the last few months have been populated by so many people with whom I am not familiar, I'm a little overwhelmed.

I understand there's trouble brewing in poker blogger land regarding some unseemly behavior at the virtual tables and off. And something about old-school vs. new school.... I was curious so desired to get some info to find out just what the deal was. I didn't get very far, and the following will explain why. Get ready. It's a bit of a rant.

ENOUGH WITH THE "DONKAMENT" "BLONKAMENT" "DONKEY THIS" "DONKEY THAT" "DONK DONK DONK" WOULDJA???!!!!!!!

Whew. That felt good.

Folks, what I am simply requesting of some of my fellow poker bloggers is to refine your vocabulary a bit. It might've been clever the first time a donkey-related snippet of word play was coined, but it's like a worn LP (for those of you under, say, the age of 45, click that link) - great to listen to initially, but after repeated playing becomes scratchy, warped and annoying.

Seriously, I hit a blog with that word coinage liberally spent and I am hard pressed to continue reading. I'd almost rather suffer through a litany of bad beat tales.... no, scratch that. Anything but bad beats....

That is all. Except another bit of admonition - I'm not sure what all the conflict is about, but I have a hunch and will only weigh in to say this:

If a person is incapable of being a good sport, lacks the maturity to take his or her beats in a dignified manner and, well, is simply an ass, the best course of action, in my not-so-humble opinion is to simply ignore the idiot.

Whoops. Only thought I was done. The old-school vs. new school thing. I'm guessing I'd be considered as an old schooler. If not for my real age, then for the fact I was one of the first handful of bloggers and I made the first Vegas trip.

Guess what. There are cliques. Lots of them. And it's okay. It's natural when you get a group of like minded individuals that has grown as large as the poker blogger world. And it's natural that there will be individuals who are jealous or get bent out of shape because they don't feel included in one clique or another. Hell - try being a fifty-seven (in one week) old single female who lives alone with two cats attempting to fit in with a group of under forty-somethings who have a hard time reconciling the fact that you're their parents age and they certainly don't act like that.....

So, really, it's kind of silly to get worked up about it. Really. Silly.

Okay. Now I'm done. You are now truly dismissed.