No, no, you’re thinking of deeward. I can’t remember Beryl Mooncalf’s schtick. Refresh our memory, Sublight.
Dude, you’ve GOT to be a troll, right? This is pathetic. But on the chance it’s not…
1.) I don’t have a car-in fact, I don’t even drive. I have epilepsy.
2.) I’ve read Rand, and I weep for all the trees that gave their lives for that bullshit.
3.) I have a decent job-that, more over, is pretty fun!-I have good friends, a loving family, AND my beloved Steelers are going to the Super Bowl!!! (Woo HOOO!!!)
4.) My dad is a mortician. AND I got to live over a funeral home when I was little. Dead bodies and ALL!!! Betcha can’t come up with any cooler home than that?
5.) Bully for you. :rolleyes:
And where the hell did you get the idea I’m “wallowing in self-pity?” Other than being frustrated over my health right now, and worried about my cousin going to Iraq, things are pretty hunky-dory.
But then, unlike SOME people, I don’t need lots of money to be happy. Crazy, I know.
He’s a big tax lawyer,
Dwells in John Galt’s foyer,
And he sneers at all he meets.
Though he knows few maxims
From a law school praxis,
He hobnobs with all the elites.
He buys high priced shirtings
Condescends to mere Earthlings
And Pit vitriol he will spew,
'Cause he keeps getting richer
But he can’t get his picture
On the cover of the Law Review.
You’re an atheist, right, Rand? If not, you probably should be. After all, you’ve nothing to lose. Nothing you haven’t already thrown away, at any rate.
Oh yeah? Well, I live in a hovel partially dug into the Long Meadow in Prospect Park and I eat the scraps the squirrels leave behind and all my children have Down’s Syndrom. I dress in old plastic Target bags and drink Thunderbird chased with Wild Irish Rose and a splash of Night Train and yet I make more convincing arguements than our friend and GED Lawyer, Randy.
And to think, I used to imagine there was a point in trying to talk to you. We’re a meritocracy here, sunshine, not a plutocracy. If your argument doesn’t hold water, you can’t buy a bucket.
I know, it just amused me. I was thinking, “Hey, I can beat thaaat, my uncle sent me that mattress.” And then I said, “Eh, why not, I get to use one of my favorite poodle pics that wasn’t appropriate for the poodle thread.” (I call it The Sailing Elvis.)
Then I just threw in the car pic to break Rand for good.
America has been kidnapping people and holding them against their will with little or no evidence for the past several years, all the while torturing them and such like.
Rand takes offense to the idea that “comprehensive case files” don’t exist, since no one even knows what a “comprehensive case file” is, and it’s most likely a vast liberal conspiracy
Repeat step 1
Repeat step 2
Now: Rand could buy everyone at Gitmo a pony, if he felt like it
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No idea. Frankly, if you want a trial, one of the clear things you have to do is maintain chain of custody of just about everything involved. I know that much.
(Oh, and just to clarify above: Everything I said was strictly true, I didn’t lie. But it’s very tongue in cheek. It’s just that the mattress thing amused me, and then I went… hey, yeah, this fits, and that fits.)
Everyone calls Rand a troll and treats him like a Bush apologist for having the temerity to take a position that is not 100 percent pro-detainee and anti-bush.
People respond to Rand’s posts while obviously not attempting to understand the argument.
Guin requests a meltdown, so Rand decides to provide one.
Rand gets better and calm is restored.
Oh wait . . . It’s back bitches!
I’m currently eating a burrito the likes of which you liberal hippy douche peons can only DREAM!
