What I Know to Be True for Me: Being BR's Friend

In a previous post, What I Know to Be True for Me: Being BR's Friend, I talked about the struggle I've had to endure when it comes to having a platonic friendship w/BR. We've recently had firey debates on the state of public education in Hamilton county and over which-public or privated education-should Black folks invest in more. I'm for public school despite the disparity I've seen at Howard and staunchly believe that we need to focus on getting quality public education for Black kids; BR's views are completely opposite, deeming that the focus needs to be on Blacks creating private instituations for their kids. This debate has esculated in full-blown arguments between us pushing me to the brink of hanging up in his face ( I have yet to actually go there). Some days back BR apologize for how our conversations have been but based this apology on my lacking the ability to argue effectively without emotion. What an asshole! How could apologize and then insult me? I thought we were working on being better friends, but I've had enough. He's on the I-Wouldn't-Piss-on-You-if-You-Were-on-Fire list. Nough said.