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| quote: | Originally posted by djeso
How would you feel if someone came to your home, then invited more friends over, eventually taking over one of the rooms and declaring that now it belongs to them, at the same time taking even more. So now you go and fight for your right, but they take away your access to weapons, so no longer you can fight like a man, so you go and sacrifice yourself. |
Oh goody, I love the analogy game. Let's try a new one:
After searching for a couple of months in peak season, you and a few of your good buddies finally find a decent apartment in downtown Toronto for rent. You sign the lease and move in. It's in OK condition but you have to get a lot of repairs done. Other than that, everything is super for about a month.
Then the next day there's a couple of guys waiting at your door; they say they had some friends that were supposed to be moving in but had to wait until their old lease was up and that you're going to have to leave. You say hey, sorry guys, but this is the first I've heard of it, and you should've said something to me before I signed the lease, and we kind of like this place, and besides, I really don't think it's up to you guys because you don't own the building.
A couple of hours later you're just getting back from your grocery shopping and there's an angry mob at your door. Not realizing that two of your buddies are 3rd-degree black belts, they start a fight and subsequently get their asses whipped. You all tell the landlord what happened and he evicts them. You have some other friends that are now in the market so you tell them about the vacant apartment. They move in, everybody's happy.
Except it turns out that the old gang moved in on the floor below you and started telling everybody how you whipped their asses and forced them out, so a few weeks later an even bigger mob shows up with knives, but you aren't stupid, you saw this coming and started stocking up on baseball bats a week ago, and you call your friends from down the hall to help out and together you once again whip their asses and have them thrown out. Couple of days later you're talking to some more distant friends, acquaintances really, but you tell them what happened and they say hey, we actually just started looking for a place with some of our friends but we want to stay together, and you say that's great because they actually just evicted two tenants and you can both move in.
After a few more rounds of this, it's hard to remember anymore how it started, but everybody's in pretty rough shape physically and psychologically, so a bunch of you decide to go for drinks, talk things over. Everyone agrees firstmost that the feud has got to stop, but the devil's in the details. At the end they say look, we don't care anymore, our friends already found a different apartment, sorry for all the shit we caused and could we just get our original apartment back? And you say look, that's a very reasonable request but our close friends have been living there for like 8 months, and sure, you were there first, but they're there now and we can't just tell them to leave, and even if we did, it's not up to us, it's their decision. Dude says fine then, fuck you, if we can't even have OUR pad back then we'll just make YOUR life hell until you move out, and leaves in a huff. End of negotiation.
Then one of your distant friends three floors down who moved in just a month ago says, screw this, I don't want to live here anymore getting harassed, I'm taking off. So you meet up again with Mr. Asshole and say hey, one of our posse just moved out, so as a sign of good faith we've told the landlord that he should give it back to the guy who was there before if he still wants it, and so maybe as a sign of good faith you and your posse could tone it down just a little. And he says that's great, now we're getting somewhere, but unfortunately that isn't _MY_ apartment and I'm still living in the 3B coat closet with Halitosis Hal, so I'll do what I can but I barely know half of these people and I'm still pretty f*ckin' pissed off myself.
And for a while things do settle down, but it's not long before everybody's forgotten about what just happened and the gang wars start again, and of course the guy you convinced the landlord to let back in is in on it too. So at that point you say, well this is bullshit, we throw these douchebags a bone and immediately they try to get us out on the street again. Fuck them, we're not doing any more favours.
And so on, and so forth, the saga continues.
Yes, this is an absurd analogy. Yes, it's completely one-sided. But it's more accurate than yours for at least three reasons:
1. It acknowledges the 3rd-party ownership of the original property;
2. It identifies the reason for the "occupation".
3. It reveals an actual escalation of hostilities as opposed to a mysterious land grab.
In the future, let's try not to oversimplify so much.
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