He should be asked back. It’s good to have your viewpoints challenged.
Thanks. As noted above, I do edit out my uh’s and you know’s & etc.
But weird thing is, when I talk like this, all I do is bring something I wrote about to mind and go off that. For example, when I made the Wendy’s argument, I had this post (and similar) in mind:
… and just recited what I was seeing.
If that makes any sense.
People are entitled to a viewpoint. They are not entitled to make shit up and blather non-factual garbage and not be challenged.
I may be mistaken, but I believe octopus was saying that I should be allowed back to talk to them.
And, if not, that Calamari is ‘good eating’.
I don’t think you’re mistaken, that’s exactly what octopus was saying.
Yea. I think it’s good to have robust debate. If folks want to offer their opinion they should give the courtesy of hearing others. It’s dangerous for society to continue on this ideological siloization and it’s the primary reason why I critique spaces I frequent for becoming such.
The way you described the events seems like the perfect way to handle a political discussion.
I just read it to Luna, who was lying on the couch. She rolled on her side, exposed her stomach, and started wagging her tail in expectations of (given) belly scratches.
So her response was more eloquent than theirs, that’s for sure.
I’ve done toastmasters in a few countries and in all cases there was an explicit rule prohibiting political speech. My Google fu is lacking right now, but it’s probably the case in the US too. I.e. you can’t call a meeting “toastmasters”, charge for it and get support of toastmasters org, and include political speeches.
(Which for me is actually a shame, as I still freeze up sometimes in table topics, whereas I’m very unlikely to freeze if we’re talking politics)
Who are you and when did you replace octopus?
With the caveat, of course, that abuse (and trolling/sealioning/etc) are not “siloization” or a challenge of one’s viewpoints.
I get the feeling that distinction makes no difference in our 8-legged associate’s mind.
No, that’s much more of an Arby’s type of skillset.
It’s arms.
Don’t worry he’s still over here.
See, the hive still acts as if the hive doesn’t understand cause and effect. Responding to a nut in the pit is vastly different than being the provocative nut. But you all know that.
Sometimes you sound like the Borg.
More like a magic 8-ball.
random SDMB poster: “What’s wrong with our military?”
Magic Octoball: “Signs point to pronouns.”
That’s right!
May I ask why?
Our stove is gonna eventually die, and I’ve been thinking about induction burners.
Toss out all your old pots/pans. Everything has to be magnetic. The stove top may no longer be cleaned by anything but expensive chemicals on a paper towel. Oh, by the way… that new stovetop is some kind of black glass and nothing may be placed on it… ever… that isn’t being cooked. For me that means 16 square feet less of counter space for cooking utensils and second course items, etc. In our kitchen, that’s a Lot. So, when I’m not trying to balance spatulas on top of the coffee maker, I now consider our kitchen “tight”.
When the timer goes off, the stove plays songs. No, nothing you would like.
Oh, as an aside… there is a little orange light on the side that you really should play close attention to. You see, when you had gas, you turned the burner off and you didn’t stick your hand in the flame. When you had electric, you knew to never touch the red spiral cooking coil. But with induction, all you see is black glass… and if you put your hand down on hot black glass, it’ll cook it through to the bone in about three seconds. The orange light means that some part of the stove ( gotta guess where ) is still hot enough to sear flesh.
Oh, yeah… I Love it… /s