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In defense of the Letter K.

I'm going to start out by saying that in 2018 I want to do way less arguing. I have been know to be a person who likes a good debate. Some may even have called me argumentative. A contrarian of sorts. Devil's advocate they might have said.
I just enjoy conversation.

There however comes a point in conversations where you have to agree to disagree. Where both sides have said their piece and there is not right or wrong (or at the very least the other side is to stubborn or too stupid or ignorant to know they are wrong) to come to any understanding and any further discussion is just talking in circles. 

My aim is always just to be understood. For my point(s) to be made clearly, to be addresses and and if any counterpoint presented, I be allowed to rebuttal if I feel the need to. Sometimes however, you just got to call BS, BS, reiterate what you said, why you said it keep it pushing.

There are also somethings I just do not feel the need to argue or debate about. 

I'm really going to try not arguing at all in 2018.I'm just going to mind my own business. Y'all going to bear with me? I might slip up here and there and when folks try and engage me or bait me with some nonesens or try to hit me with some slick sh*t I'll  just might send a "ok".



See to me K  just means "I am all set. I shared all I have I to share for the time being." At which point you really should just move along because I'm over it and you should be to.

For some reason however sending the Letter K sends some people into a terrible tissy... and I have to admit is baffles me. How OK and K mean such vastly different things to people is such a complex study of humanity that I really find comical. However it isn't something I plan on changing about how I communicate. I think it communicates my meaning and I think the over reaction nails the point home either way.


Know this though, when I write the letter k, I'm not mad and as soon as i lifted my finger from the keyboard it was on to the next. K?


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