~ Tu quoque. Not an unfamiliar concept but the phrase had been elusive, tilde day. Alights
the wiki: "[pronounced] (/tjuːˈkwoʊkwi, tuːˈkwoʊkweɪ/; Latin for "you also") or the 'appeal to hypocrisy' is an informal fallacy that intends to discredit the opponent's argument by asserting the opponent's failure to act consistently in accordance with its conclusion(s). … " Me and Dad were going at it, earlier. Not in that light — more friendly, philosophically, exploring some hypothetical, unseemly, exponential potentials. Hypocrisy takes center stage — never a good idea, outside of fiction. What's sauce for the proper goose is sauce for the proper gander.
In the contest between sentiment and 'slime', sentiment remains so far out in front, as it always has and always will among ordinary humans that the calamity-howlers and [smut] merchants have to increase the decibels of their lamentations, the hideousness of their violence and the mountainous piles of their filth to keep in the race at all.
Paul Gallico
And so it goes. I once had a friend. He was a good friend but he was a bully. He'd punch you in the arm, hard, coaxing you, goading you to punch back. It was a game. When you did, he'd come back twice as hard. On it would go until the pain was too much to bear. His sense of fairness was skewed. Ken just liked to punch people and come out the winner, in a friendly way. As a friend, I should never have taken the bait.
