Splitter!
I’m assuming that buried somewhere under the mountains of bullshit you’ve injected into this thread, there’s a point. You normally have one. In this case, the only possible candidate appears to be, “Yes, he was kind of a bad guy, but there are people who thought he was okay and are probably upset that he died, so let’s not make too much of this.”
Blight on the face of America and the human race that I may be :rolleyes:, I’ve never gone around advocating the murder and/or expulsion of significant segments of the population. I’ve never wished harm on any human being on these boards, for that matter.
If your motive for posting to this thread was anything other than the opportunity to disagree with someone, somewhere, it escapes me. If not- well, that’s basically what I expect from you.
I said what I meant: “The reason I do not celebrate the deaths of people like this is because they are not islands of (in)humanity. Invariably, there are innocent people who suffer a loss because they know the whole person that we do not know. On the other hand, I will lead the cheers when the idea of Nazism is dead. But this guy is just a spokesman who, alive, stood in the way of other spokesmen waiting to take his place. Nothing about white supremacy has changed because he died.”
Butler was a blight because his ideas were imperious. You are a blight because yours are petty.
No; the reason is that you scour these boards looking for threads that you dump a contrary post in.
And you betray your hypocritical contrariety with this gem of moral relativism:
Any straw in a storm, just so you can argue.
Name one.
I’m sure the Nation of Aryans and the Supremacists Who Are White are both glad he’s gone.
Classic, Giraffe.
It’s got to be tough to be a unifier in a seperatist movement.
“Can’t we all just put aside our differences and get along?”
“Umm, no, Bob, we can’t. That’s kinda the whole point.”
Me.
Oh, the irony.
You knew Richard Butler and you’re somehow lessened by the loss?
I’m gonna back Lib up.
I’m not gonna shed a tear because the man is dead but rejoicing in his death is still…repugnant to me. IMO, the world may be a better place with him not in it but it would be better still if we didn’t celebrate his passing.
Make of that what you will.
So, you and Butler wer fuckbuddies, huh? That explains a LOT. I’m sorry for your loss.
No, you’re not sorry. But what you’re not sorry for is the death of my father, an Indian giver, a man who couldn’t hold his liquor, a man who could not be trusted while browsing for lumber, a man who was kicked out of his church for playing “dirty” music, a man too sorry to keep working just because his fingers had been cut off at the sawmill. I’ve seen lots of people like you. And I won’t celebrate even when you die.
Yes, it’s been a Black, Black week in North Idaho. ;j
And this is relevant to the death of Richard Butler because . . .
So, basically you’re saying, that since you mourned an imperfect father, that we should be more mournful at the passing of Richard Butler, because somewhere there is an orphaned skinhead sobbing in the dark?
Wow. That’s impressive. I know you’ve set yourself a challenge to make every thread on this board about you, but this–this was genius.
And FWIW, I’m sorry for your loss, but I’m not sorry for the loss of the sobbing skinhead.
AND FWIW, my dad can out-asshole your dad any time, so the whole lonely-child-howling-from-the-wilderness thing is not your exclusive real estate. And I, for one, will be astonished if I mourn my father; it would require an emotion utterly foreign to me, and I’m as certain as I am of anything that such an emotion lies nowhere inside me. Remains to be seen though, of course; I suppose I’ll report back here when the bastard finally lightens the load of the world a bit and it drags his own hell down with him. (Not a devoted Nazi, but I’ve heard him get drunk enough to defend Hitler.)
“Well. There 'tis.” — the Austrian Emperor
Incidentally, neither of Butler’s two daughters, his only children, was ever a skinhead.
Well, I guess you win today’s *Sensitivity Towards Dead Nazis *ribbon.
Dude, you have the most junkled-up non-fuquiturred scramble of brains I have ever encountered.