RE: RE: RE: RE: Think logically people Hello SilverInMyPants!
I think you know, from my posts and personal messages, that I understand that you are sending the Silvermex Mgt a wake-up call. Bullishonsilver just posted a quote which summarizes the situation we face. I also have no problem with your using Arian or any other company as a comparison to emphasize your argument.
Your arguments are strong, and strongly worded. Not everyone is going to agree with you, but I don't think that comes as any surprise to you. You are much too intelligent for that!
I was not looking to single you out, or to single out your adversaries for criticism. I like reading posts from all of you.
But I would say the same to you all, or to each of you. It takes two to tango! Not an original admonition, I agree, but the best I can do right now.
On a personal basis, ignore each other if you must! Or, fight by way of personal message; there you each can be as personal as you like. But why spoil the great work that each of you do on this board by responding to each other's taunts in open forum.
It's not important who started it, or who is at fault. Either one of you can end it immediately by ignoring the taunts of the other. I would recommend, with respect and good wishes, Rudyard Kipling's poem "IF" to those that fight you on this board, and I would also recommend it to you with the same respect and good wishes.
I try to keep his words in mind whenever my blood pressure starts to rise although, being human, it's a lot easier said than done.
Can we leave it at that, and move on...?
If Author: Rudyard Kipling
If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated, don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream -- and not make dreams your master; If you can think -- and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build them up with worn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with kings -- nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds worth of distance run -- Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, And -- which is more -- you'll be a Man, my son!