I recently had something is a brainwave, following a series of Internet radio shows I'd followed, advocating the use of being positive and proactive in order to achieve harmony, where once discord ruled. I set about my task in a haphazard way, outlining the merits of spreading the love etc, not being at war with each other and so on, and so on. This was an olive branch being offered to an ex I had not spoken to for years, and although the goal was strictly not an attempt to reconcile, it was a try at letting them (in her camp) know I wasn't harbouring any hostility. I avoided using names, knowing the upwards of two dozen people would be reading it, and kept things as honest and simple as I could. The recipient isn't known for high intelligence, so I had to write as I would to someone who hadn't been at school for long. To cut a long winded and frankly upsetting story short, the outcome was the olive branch was fashioned into a weapon and the weapon was then used t...