Here it is, she's been asking for it, the pitting of Quiddity Glomfuster

It’s a Glomfustercluck. Get it right! :stuck_out_tongue:

So niceness only works on nice people? Let me explain something. In this world, everybody’s an asshole. You, me, everybody. If you’re gonna freak out and be an asshole every time you see somebody acting like an asshole, you’re gonna be a full-time full-bore 100% asshole. Is that what you really want to be?

Let me tell a little story. A rabbi was sitting down in the grass on the road to a village. A traveller came along and said, “Rabbi, tell me about the people in the next village. What are they like?”

The rabbi said, “Certainly, but first, tell me what the people were like in the village you just came from.”

The traveller said, “Oh, Rabbi, they were terrible! Spiteful, self-centered, greedy. Am I glad to be away from those people!”

The rabbi said, “Well, I’m sorry to have to tell you this, but the people in this village are exactly the same way.”

The traveller sadly went on his way, and about an hour later another traveller came up the road. “Rabbi, can you tell me about the people in the village ahead?”

The rabbi said, “Certainly, but first, tell me what the people were like in the village you just came from.”

The traveller said, “Oh, they were wonderful! Everyone in my home town was so generous and helpful…like a family we were! I was so sad to leave!”

And the rabbi said, “Well, I’ve got good news for you, the people in this village are exactly the same way.”

Are you kidding? I’m barely a better person than Hitler, and that’s only because I’m so lazy.

Anyway, you’re 100% right. When it comes to dealing with Quiddity on this message board, how she came to be so annoying isn’t particularly relevant. I just had that vibe of wasted potential, like the kid who gets shat on by everyone in school for no reason and then turns into an asshole as a defense mechanism. He didn’t ask to be the scapegoat, so it’s sad that he’s now all fucked up. But he’s also still an asshole.

I’m relatively new to the boards (although I’ve been here a bit longer than Ms. Quiddity Glomfuster, I’m very new compared to many posters here) and I’m going to tell a story:

A, B, C, D, E, F and **G ** regulary played poker on Friday nights after work. Part of the game was to mercilessly tease each other - it was part of the house strategy and everyone who decided to join the game was made aware of the rules and agreed to play their way.

This lasted until November 2006 when H ** decided he/she wanted to play poker too. H** was much, much, much, much (intimidatingly so) smarter than** A** - G and felt that the way they played needed correction. H loudly interrupted a game that everyone seemed to be enjoying to explain that the rules were just wrong. The players took their time to explain to** H** that everyone was happy with the rules as they were, but since H was a superior person and player to everyone else he/she felt the need to have the rules changed.

**H ** didn’t care that the fun of the game was over. H didn’t care that he/she was the only one who felt this way.
Sadly, Z finally came with the keys and locked up the game since no one was playing anymore.

H walked away, feeling superior to the poker players who just didn’t “get it” (they didn’t “get it” 'cause she was much, much, much, much (intimidatingly so) smarter than all the other players)

wish it were The End

So remember, don’t trust anything a rabbi sitting alongside the road says to you. :smiley:

Just in case my meaning can be misconstrued, I meant that one can choose to take advice from those they trust and respect. For example, if I were a typically irrascible sort, no matter what I’d listen to anything WhyNot said and give it very deep introspection. Since I’m not and simply feel that everyone is better able to cope with life than I am, I’ll even listen to someone I’ve been sideways to, like my previous mention of mssmith.

I did need to grow a thicker skin about my soapbox du jour. Just because I have mental issues (and lots of them), doesn’t mean I’m an authority, nor that how I view anything related is the be-all, end-all answer or that I’m the leading expert in my Field of Nuttiness. So in other words, I think it’s very wise to consider all the imput you can have around you and the source doesn’t matter if it makes you more of the person you wish to be.

And for me, I wanna be WhyNot in a torrid love affair with Kevin Bacon.

The reason you give me a former-victim vibe is the ease with which you insulate yourself from criticism, and the language you use to do it. People don’t like you because you “tell it like it is” and “don’t suffer fools gladly” and “stand up for the underdog.” In other words, because you’re a good person and they’re just jealous. The speed and ease with which you produce these self-promotional reasons why strangers would dislike you without cause speaks of long practice.

But I don’t know you, and could easily have you pegged completely wrong. You might just be someone with a very high opinion of herself who can’t be bothered to relate to people in a likable way. As I said to Jodi, it doesn’t really matter – either way, all we have to go on is what you write now.

To the lazy among us, can someone summarize QG in 25 words or fewer? Take 30 if you must.

WOOT! Godwin’s Law!!!

Come on, admit it, you did it on purpose to see if we’d notice and to give us a chuckle.

Well, I generally find that hitting children to teach them not to hit doesn’t work. I’d liken this little scurfuffle with **Rubystreak **to that. How would I address it? I’d say, “Wow, that really hurt, and it’s entirely not the point of the thread. Please address the points of the thread or I will report your posts to a moderator as jerkish behavior.” Rise above, sister. It may not “hurt” **Rubystreak **any, but it will give you the satisfaction of being the better person. I learned years ago I can’t outnasty the frequenters of the Pit, nor would I entirely like myself anymore if I could.

Fair 'nough. Like I said, it’s your choice.

“Our next bachelorette is a hologram from Victoria, Canada. She enjoys rolling her eyes, wagging her finger, and long walks on the beach with Vinyl Turnip. Please welcome… Quiddity Glomfuster!”

I can’t believe I’m late for this. I really should visit the pit more often. I actually thought I was the only one who disliked QG. It’s happened before, I’ll find someone extremely annoying, only to find out they’re considered a goddess/god by everyone else.

You’re just jealous

QUIDDITY GLOMFUSTER! QUIDDITTTTY GGGGLLOOOOMFUSTAH!

Say all the bad things you want about her, her username makes me smile and for that I’m happy to have her around.

When I first saw the username the mental picture I got was a little old lady wrapped in a shawl. After a while the posts completed the picture of a prissy old maid. Now I just picture Dana Carvey’s “Church Lady” doing her little dance of superiority. I’m glad to find that it’s not just me.

On the other hand, there’s too much of value here to waste this much time on her.

When I first saw the username, I though “Possible Clive Barker reference, cool!”

Then I very soon found out she was a complete, self-absorbed, self-important, wannabe-mod ass. Not so cool. And has yet to demonstrate any of the so-called smarts she supposedly has in spades.

**Liberal **, It saddens me that you feel called to defend her - I thought that (lately) you’ve been very pleasant and good to chat to/debate with, but defending someone just because they were an (obvious) kiss-ass seems a little demeaning for you, I think. Well, it makes me think a little less of you, not that you care what I think, of course.

I can like who I like. I like you, too. I hope I don’t have to make an enemy to make a friend.

Thanks! Now I have the perfect picture in my head to go along with her name.

I’m not going to bother addressing QG again–I’ve throw my pearls before that swine only to have her eat them.

And they pass through her undigested, to emerge encrusted with shit.

And still no reply to why she mischaracterized the thread about a way to indicate a Doper’s gender.

Wonder why that is?