The answer is being stuck between a bud and a bro.

There's something you might not know about Southern culture. In some ways we are almost Arabic.

Once we make friends, there's very little that can change that. We're loyal to an absolute fault even when it hurts and goes way past making any sense. Why sure Butch, I'll follow you over that cliff.

There is one place that I absolutely hate to be: in between people I care about in a controversy.

I literally don't know how to handle it. Stay out of it and hope it gets better? Take sides? GAH!

I know how electrons interact in semi-conductors but, when it comes to how people bounce off of each other, that's an equation I haven't derived yet.

Being around the rooms of a 12 step program tells me to let it go and accept it.

I'd rather grab them by the ears and bonk their hard heads together but that wouldn't work.

I have to admit that you've both got a point. Why not meet in the middle?

Whatever. I'm still there.

Now. WTF is this about a cliff!?