Well, yes, there was a huge amount of demand and a finite amount of ticket supplies, and not everyone got exactly what they got. Hell, if you hate U2.com, you can get your money refunded. I'm worn out from all of this nastiness. The fact that some serious screw-ups were made is no excuse for this
. I paid $20 myself, I'm just a crummy library worker and local-studio artist who's trying to go to Turkey. I didn't try for a ticket because I need a Southern date and there wasn't one. I'm not pitching something I've gotten so much comfort and solace from for 20+ years. If you want to do this, I respectfully ask that you stay out of my e-mail box, which is why I normally don't give out my e-mail addy in public. The way these fever-pitched emotions are going, I'd get my mailbox crashed if I got all of this
in my mailbox. I've already posted why this whole thing is such a nightmare for someone with autism, as opposed to pure clinical depression, it's much harder for us to accept a change in something we love or are interested in because we're people of routine and sameness and change really freaks us out. For more information check out my Asperger's website here:
http://scholar76.tripod.com/compassion/
This has completely turned something that gives me alot of hope, solace and comfort inside out and I feel like when the people say these nasty things they are also saying the nasty things about me. My therapist, who is not a U2 fan, understood my feelings because of her training and insight. I understand that these guys have faults and are not perfect. Who is? I feel my imperfections acutely. I'm Catholic, but I'm hardly canonization material. Most people are not. God knew we were going to screw up the day He created us. And yet, he created us. Why? I don't know. Only He knows. He loves us and forgives us even when we are unworthy. As a Christian, I believe I'm supposed to try to follow His example, even though it's impossible to do this completely due to my human limitations.