In a locked thread, you posted the following:
You learned? Evidently you didn’t, you insufferable little twit.
So, you totalled up my post count and figured out how many times I posted in the Pit. Did you bother to see what I posted about? Let me give you an idea …
I started one thread welcoming John Corrado as a mod.
I started one thread about a group name for trolls.
I started one thread to clear up things for GNome.
I started one thread about myself and my employer.
I started one thread about a co-worker.
I started one thread about squirrels.
I started one thread about not liking autumn.
I started one thread to apologize to Alphagene.
I started one thread about not posting to another thread.
I started one thread about board ops.
Ten threads initiated. Only two of those could be taken to be flames of another poster or posters.
Have I taken part in other threads when someone is getting flamed? Yep. And I regret not one pixel.
In that same locked thread you also said:
(Emphasis mine)
I registered Sep 26, '99. Is that a “couple of months” to you?
My current post count is 1,614. Does that make me “senior?” Not by a long shot. Besides, post count is irrelevant. There are numerous posters on this board with post counts lower than mine that are erudite, intelligent, interesting, funny…you know–all the things you aren’t.
Then, again referring to your earlier statement:
See my earlier statement. The only person I ever “escalated” was GNome. Until now.
Because you, in your inestimably minute wisdom, chose to advise a new poster to avoid me. Rather, I’d advise someone to be cautious in taking advice from someone who registered Aug 15, 2000 and hasn’t yet figured out how to keep his head out of his ass when posting to a message board.
In the troll name thread, you said:
Nice back and fill job. You post a stupid message in a condolence thread, then you try and claim that, gee whiz, you were just kidding. Then you follow it up with that limp disclaimer. It doesn’t wash.
I did, though, respond to your post by saying:
Well, you’re on the radar now, you putz. Happy?