That’s right, no better way to put it. I can trash-talk about anyone and anything, based on little or no facts.
So some of you may know I have some perennial trash-talk targets. Usually these are people who deserve it. So there’s this particular one that keeps coming up every now and then with some antics that first baffles me, then amuses me and which I later trash-talk about. But as the months go by and the antics are getting increasingly dumbfounding, I’m beginning to question my trash-talk of said person. It’s starting to feel like adding oil to fire – this said person is already unravelling to pieces (unbeknownst to herself), so it really takes the fun of trash-talking her. It’s now more like making observations than making jokes. It’s no longer fun.
Feh.
