It might surprise you Lucy, you powerhouse of wit, intellect and wisdom you, but some of us have memories that work. Both long and short term.
Believe it or not, if I notice you being a dishonest, game-playing asshole, and then you do it a dozen more times, chances are my memory (again, which works) will record that fact and I will, get this, remember it.
Of course, you’re full of shit and you pull this little game every time I point out your history of dishonesty and threadshitting. “Good lord”, you say, “some of that is not in the immediate present! What kind of freaky-memory-having-creature are you?”
Usually your potent rebuttal comes after you’ve just said that, due to my personality (which, as we all know, does not extend past the immediate present), you don’t like me.
Hey, where’s our wall of text? Come on, don’t let your loyal readers down! Aren’t you going to explain in painstakingly boring detail, exactly how wrong I am?
No, what’s boring is listening to farts like yourself continue defending those poor, downtrodden Israeli’s, while making out every Palestinian is in league with the devil and is determined to kill every last one of them. And that then they are going to track every jew down to every place they’ve settled into as another homeland.
Put up or shut up is a pretty time honored tradition around here. Anybody can make a claim about anything; backing it up requires a bit more of the old right stuff, doncha know.
It wasn’t so much the rudeness as the lack of content. As to interfering, when did you become the gatekeeper?
That explains all that smoke being blown up all those asses, I suppose.
Not that anyone’s said that, but if they did, this might be one situation where there is some actual evidence of it. It can’t get more official than, say, official purpose statements. Those are official and everything.