Nobody really thought I wouldn’t eventually respond, right? Still, it has taken me a few days to digest all this. I know none of you know this, but my beloved Jossie and I have exchanged many emails on this subject and we decided that both of us would walk away from Hairtell … never to return! I don’t think that’s happening.
James and Michael:
For the last year or so, I have avoided any direct contact with James because we do, indeed, have personal conflict going on. I even refused to work on a client in order to avoid any direct contact with James. Still, like all wars, when they are finally over nobody remembers why they started; we only have the dead bodies and destruction to work through. Can anyone remember the reasons for World War I? Can any American conceive of a war against England, Germany or Japan? It’s unthinkable today.
Peace and Love:
My answer to this is that I REFUSE to fight the war. Was I involving myself in this “thing?” Yes, I was. I placed tiny “bombs” here and there that only James would see. And, James did it too (I’ll be specific a bit later).
But I lived though the Vietnam era and never understood why the United States didn’t just stop this insane war. Why didn’t we walk away when everyone in the world knew it was wrong? Instead, I lost three of my best friends (just kids), and more than two million Vietnamese were killed. I voted for Obama because I believed he would get us out of war in six months.
To end a war is to not fight it:
So, to whatever James is accusing me of doing, or having done … I simply say that YES I am totally guilty of all of it. Guilty guilty guilty! And, I’m not doing it any more. James can continue his “fight” against me if he wishes, but I will only agree with him and I will refuse to involve myself any more. I’m not going “tit for tat” on each tiny issue. War over! (One posted simply called us both JERKS … and, he was right!)
How to “push a button”:
A few days ago, a good friend was visiting and said something “off the cuff.” He didn’t realize that he had “pushed one of my buttons.” I got mad and he was surprised. We talked it out. See, all of us have these special “issues” that are often deeply imbedded.
For example (sorry here James). Rumors continue to assault me that James has says that I’m “obsolete and don’t know what I’m doing any more.” Of course this is THE “button” for me, because at this stage of my career I DO feel obsolete! I feel technology as moved beyond me and I’m an old worn-out dinosaur. So, any “hint” of this obsolescence sets off my defense mechanisms. (Dinosaurs die hard.)
Additionally, my books are another “back-handed” compliment, or button. James does praise my book … but only the one that is “out of print.” He doesn’t mention that the original 368-page book was separated into two volumes that were (and are) continually being updated. My original book is still “alive and well,” but it’s in two better-focused texts. This is a “gotcha bomb” that nobody else would see, except me. It seems like a compliment, but it’s another way to say that I have become obsolete and out-of-date. And, this “bomb” is deliberate.
In this latest “bout” with James, I obviously pushed one of his buttons … but, like my friend, I’m not seeing this button. I mean, I don’t know what I did to set this off? Maybe James is unaware of my “issues” too … it’s completely possible.
Unexpected Consequences:
Stunningly, the outcome of this affair has given me a new unexpected gift … it’s DEE! She has been so kind and loving to me in this matter. I had no idea of how truly splendid this woman is. She has a deep, profound and spiritual side that I never expected. Her kind words (and Jossie’s too, of course) have healed this wound. Dee is a miracle and the best of the best. I had no idea.
Baking Pies:
When I was a little boy, I would often come home from school and see my mother baking pies; I mean LOTS of pies. Pies all over the house … usually apple and lemon. (Her lemon pie was legendary.) I asked her why?
She said that she was feeling bad and depressed (my dad was a very difficult guy). Her answer to her depression was to bake tons of pies and give them away to the neighbors. She said that after GIVING to others, all your depression goes away. How can you feel sorry for yourself when people smile, are happy and enjoying your pies?
So, my only answer to this recent event is for me to “bake some pies.” I’m not going to dwell on this battle, continue this fight and even discuss the matter. Instead, I’m going through my files and will be putting tons of FREE stuff on my website. These will be things that you all can use in your practice and will be helpful to you: forms, hand-outs and advertising. I’ll let you know when it’s all ready. I’m baking pies this week!
To James: I apologize for everything … for my intended “bombs” and the bombs that went off without my knowing. I’m not doing this any more. I will avoid hurting you at all costs! You can continue, if you wish, but remember: there is nothing to win. In war there are no winners, only losers.
The reality is that I like James. I admire him. The few times I’ve been around him it was TOTAL fun and utter joy! I actually miss James!
Furthermore, James has taught me more about the business of this profession than ANY other person. James understands, and has unknowingly shown me, how our profession has entered a completely NEW PHASE. Yes, I’m working on a “new chapter” about this landmark change for the better.
A few months ago the AEA asked me to recommend a speaker. I recommended James. I told them to give him full reign of the subject of “the future of electrolysis” because this guy, above all others, understands this and is making it all work for him. I honor this. And, I am NOT kissing up here.
All these statements are from my heart and I have not planted any “bombs.” If I have unknowingly planted bombs, I again apologize with all my being.