The way people interact with each other has always been a bit confusing to me. I think that, at some point, I just gave up on thinking about why I find it such a mess, though I don’t remember ever making the decision to move on.

There’s a lot of drama in the Minecraft community, right now. Something about Dream and Tommyinnit or something? I watched a couple of short videos, but didn’t really form an opinion on any one individual or take any sides. I guess my question is: how does one even get in this situation?

I feel like, for things to be wrong to the point where you’re making a bunch of videos about each other, posts upon posts, worldwide web-gossip, you’ve had to have screwed up way ago.

I’ve had falling outs, I’ve had less-than-great interactions that I think were reasonable—more or less, at least—, but this is another level altogether. What’s even going on? Moreover, people that are seemingly constantly embroiled in this drama, what are they even doing? Maybe I think too much. It’s really hard for me to imagine finding myself in such a situation. For one, I avoid stuff like this like the plague, for two, I’d want to fix things, and for three I’d never recover from it happening once, much less twice or thrice?! MORE?!

Back in high-school, there was something going on with my friends. I can’t tell you what happened, as I don’t remember the details, but two girls that were best-friends, thick as thieves, had a huge falling out over a boyfriend or something. To this day, I can’t tell who was wrong or right, and frankly, I don’t care. It barely affected me, despite both of them being my friends. I was aware that something was happening, I witnessed some mean words being thrown, but it all just kind of flew by? Eventually, things were more or less resolved, though they aren’t on good terms to this way, only tolerant of each other’s presence. I think.

I use this anecdote to say that I’ve had some drama happen around me. I’ve been part of some dramatic things, first-hand and directly. I’ve cried with friends apologizing to each other and making up. I’ve people I don’t speak to over… Something, quite frankly I don’t know what happened, not really.

Well, I guess the bottom line is that people make mistakes?

My thoughts on this is that it’ll pass. Maybe I just don’t hold a grudge? Would people even hold grudges in situations I’ve been in?

As I think about it, I’ve done a lot of weird things.

I wonder if most people don’t get in many fights at all. Maybe I’m actually weird to even have experienced something like that at all, to have events I can mention of things that went wrong. I don’t know.

Here’s a sonnet:

Please, just make up, already.
It’s useless to keep fighting,
There’s still sun in the morning
Whether you’re dead or married.

Power down your computer,
Take your head out of your ass,
And stop being so damn crass!
If your grudge rings, just mute her!

A heartbeat is not a threat,
No mean word is a weapon.
Why don’t you put down the guns?

Pot, kettle, or a black cat,
Pretend it was in good fun!
Why don’t you put down the guns?

Not my best work, but at least I managed to squeeze the syllables in. Hopefully the meaning goes through. Should I have done 10 syllables? Maybe it would’ve been cuter, I feel like 7 is a bit short. I know nothing about English-language poetry, in case it’s not glaringly obvious.

Here are 10 syllables, as a palate cleanser: To fight, to die; Soldier, is it the same?