Switzerland

You want to know what kind of gets the old Justin sneaking back up on me? Switzerland. Now I don't mean the country, yay for chocolates and cuckoo clocks, I mean when people take themselves out of a situation because they don't want to offend people by having an opinion. So, last night, basically there ended up being a party in my room. It started with me and my friend Nermal watching Streetcar Named Desire, which we stopped about halfway through. Vivien Leigh was insane, we both looked at each other and we knew. We couldn't take anymore of her, but Brando was awesome. We wanted to digitally make it into a one man Brando show. Then we started watching Disney's Robin Hood. People started trickling downstairs because they heard us or whatever, and it ended up being about seven of us just chilling out. Hosep noticed my Seed of Chucky poster, and I told him it was a prank that the guys had pulled on me while I was in Hawaii. PJ then brought up the pranks he was still bitter about; his Scotch disappearing and then reappearing, and the dishes debacle. You see, the house went to Chicago for spring break, and I was the only one not going. I told the guys that they needed to do their dishes before they left. Lamont actually did his, but the others didn't. So they left and I took all the dirty dishes and put them in drawers because I was sick of seeing them. They sat in the drawers for a couple weeks, which really is nothing because they sat on the counter for several months. They had done a similar thing when I went to Hawaii for three weeks; they left all the dishes there for me to clean. They cleaned the kitchen, but left the dishes, which weren't even mine to begin with. Therefore, I ended up doing about two months of dishes after three months of time. They all said that they did their dishes and that all they had left for me to do were mine, but that is BS. Anyway, that is not me being angry, it is just backstory. So, we are in my room and PJ is still worked up over the drawer/dish fiasco. And when I give the cliff's notes version of the dishes prank, so that people know what we are talking about, PJ laughs and says that is just my version of the story. He then says that I never told them to do their dishes before they left. And I said that I did tell them to do their dishes because Lamont did his share of the dishes before he left. And I look at him to confirm it, not trying to win a fight, purely for the sake of the truth. Lamont was Switzerland. He didn't respond. And that just got me feeling weird, why is it that he wouldn't agree with either of us. I wouldn't have cared if he had agreed with PJ, which I know he wouldn't/didn't, but his not engaging in the conversation was infuriating, because he was such a part of what had occurred. He was there when it happened, he was one of the three people who had dishes they needed to do, and his dishes were done before he left for Chicago. Secretly, I know the reason, and that is certain people don't take correction well. And it is easier to abstain from saying anything when the answer would cause more tension, at least on one side of the conversation. But still, I consider PJ an "intellectual bully." He is very smart, and due to his superior intellect, he may have become a bit conscious of how smart, or how much smarter than others, he is. And he likes to tussle, so when you challenge him, he goes on the defensive and gets belligerent, and most people don't really like him for that reason. But for me, I feel that I need to make sure that his views of the world around us are crystal clear. So I call him out on stuff. When he says he did something, and I know he didn't, I call him on it. Because I won't let him push me around or let him boldface lie to people. However, other people walk on eggshells with him so that their lives aren't made more inconvenient by his ranting and raving about whatever his topic is.