"Cops" show comes to Omaha; 1 dead

O.K., as far as your question is concerned, the police…Look! A bluejay just stole an acorn from that squirrel!

Quick! Draft a Tumblr post about how the squirrel needs to check its privilege and the birds need to have wing-cams installed to prevent abuse!

My hateful language? WTF are you talking about? I was inviting a joke at my own expense.

I am utterly baffled that you could find anything hateful or even mildly offensive about that comment.

But perhaps I’m just an ignorant hater.

Probably best that I don’t recognize the reference to the Food Co-Op Hitler.

It’s just off topic nonsense. They don’t actually mean it.

I think you may not have recognized more than that.

Finally, you say something useful. That’s why you’re a mod. My sarcasm detector is “off”. It was beginning to overheat.

Well, it’s funny at least. Moderately. Sorry, I missed the action. Now, what were you trying to avoid saying about the police ? And why were you avoiding saying it ? Afraid of Police ? You should be. That’s my point, geniuses.

I’m willing to engage anyone. And you’re not. Never mind.

If you ask for a good old internet beatdown, and you get your thread thrown in the pit, don’t complain when people actually empty their sawed off thought guns into you at point blank range.

Who’s complaining ? You ? I’m stating. “Sawed-off thought-guns” [correct punctuation mine]. I’m not familiar with that particular weapon. Why don’t some of my critics try making some fucking sense ? Just try. I know some of you can do it.

Sense, logic and reason, you will not find that here.

Well. I got it, Marl. And I think we can all agree that’s all that matters.

And he’s gained several pounds feeding on this thread.

The previous one as well.

I’m 62, in good shape, have all my hair and it’s not white, and my wits. I’m not the type that your wives would marry, ‘cause I’m a working-class man. I’m the type your wives cheat on you with. That pisses you guys off. Most of you are techno-bores whose entire lives were spent over some keyboard. When you were kids, you were bullied on the playground and didn’t like it but wouldn’t fight back. So, now, here, YOU guys are getting revenge for being pushed around a lot. You have become rhetorical bullies and you wanna’ stomp me and gain some revenge because you think I’m a stupid former jock. Well, I’m not. I played sports and could handle myself with bullies on the playground; but I’m also an intellectual and can hold my own with you academic types and I happen to be smarter than the majority of you. But not all. Those are the ones I want to converse with and the rest of you suffer from insecurity and can only find fault, or try anyway. But, I have never sought popularity and never had it. I’m interested in and trust in science and have immersed myself in the study of countless subjects in the natural sciences, history, psychology, and in biographies of the great and the not-so-great, and so on. I want to be friends. But I don’t need it.

Dude, this isn’t a dating site.

Says the guy who has to post how fit, well coiffed, and tough he is.

How you doin’?

He forgot the part about having a 16 inch penis. No delusion of grandeur is complete without such a reference.

I don’t think you should describe yourself with the word “wits.” Or “class.”