KGS: sad. SDMB: sadder.

You shouldn’t think of me at all, since you don’t know me. I am a teacher. And you’re… some nasty words on a screen, making incorrect insinuations based on her pathetic little opinion.

You’ve said some quite nasty things. Worse than “go fuck yourself,” in fact. You don’t have enough information to have an opinion about what I do for a living. You don’t like what I post in the Pit. Somehow, magically, that gives you enough data to decide that I’m not a teacher? By the same mechanism that gave you enough info to decide that PRR wasn’t a professor? Wrong, both times. This is how you needle people, how you try to denigrate those who disagree with you. But you are wrong, as you so often are.

You do bear me ill will, as you say nasty things to me regularly and have for some time whenever we cross paths here in the Pit, ever since I called you on your accusations about PRR. If that’s how you treat people towards whom you bear no ill will, I’d hate to see you with an actual grudge.

:rolleyes: When I do it, it’s battering. When you do it, it’s what? Wisdom from up on high, I guess.

You have no idea what you’re talking about, do you? We have to take more than one test now to be certified. Do you know what they are? Do you know what the educational requirements are now? They are higher than they were when you taught, and the requirements more stringent and complicated. You are again offering an uninformed opinion based on the reality that exists in your mind, not the real one.

Rubystreak is being mean to poor, mentally ill KGS. That means she’s not a good teacher, if she is even in fact a teacher, and likes to kick people around. That’s your basic stance, one that both KGS and I object to.

You can tell, over the internet, that I’m a bad teacher, that KGS is crazy, that PRR isn’t a professor… maybe that’s not wisdom. Maybe you’re psychic! KGS, can you read her aura and tell us? :wink:

No, I’m just not going to allow you to slander me. Have a GREAT holiday season!

It wasn’t mania. You can call it that if you like, but for the most part I was focused, analyzing things, and drawing conclusions based on the best logic I could come up with. Certainly, there was excess energy involved (severe disasters – in this case, the Global Banking Crisis from 9/27 thru 10/15 – tend to energize me, far more than so-called “normal” people) and I was delving a little too deep into mind-expanding topics like Demonology and M-Theory; but the factual truth is, my family knew I was in hyperspace, they knew but DID NOT INTERVENE until the last minute, because they felt it would reflect badly on them. Or whatever…I don’t really know their genuine motivations.

It wasn’t without purpose, however. That’s the part nobody seems to understand.

Some posters ‘typicaly’ [sic] apologize for not cussing and so tack on a gratuitous cuss word. The practice is one of the most loathed and commonly mocked memes of the board. The rest of your screed–dishonesty, word twisting, etc.–reflects you, not the Dope or the Pit. Your so-called apology was nothing more than public masturbation, you sincerely raining praise and heartfelt congratulations on your own wonderfulness, your superiority, your relative fineness.

My usual reaction to yowling Pit brawls is a bemused, “Well huh, might regret posting that come morning.” Of course some posters do; they take a deep breath, back up–sometimes even apologize–agree to some degree or continue the argument in different terms. Others never do, even when they sail far over the top, again and again and again.

It’s a message board. People can disagree and argue the hell out of whatever they want. Some of them quite unintentionally make complete fools of themselves. Like you, for instance. Your Pit thread backfired, badly. It happens. Posturing and lying just compounds the fracture.

Knock yourself out, though. Strike noble poses, chastise the masses, shame them by praising yourself, don the mantle of martyrdom for stalwartly refusing to sin as required by all those nasty de facto Pit rules. Your performance, quite inadvertantly, provides one of the most ridiculous, scathing self-caricatures around lately. Actually rather interesting, in a train wreck way.

Point taken. Sometimes, however, it’s necessary to state the obvious.

Or point out the oblivious…

Veblen, Veblen, Veblen. Calm yourself—no need to go all Dick Cheny here. Sounds like you’re the one who could use a few days in the kitten threads.

Public masturbation? Posturing and lying? Please. I’m flattered that you dug into your war chest of insults, but it appears that you are the one who is a bit over the top. This discussion didn’t backfire badly—it was just a discussion. Trust me, I’m not going to reevaluate my life and join the priesthood in repentance.

Oh, and you’re “quite inadvertantly [sic]” hoist on Gaudere’s petard. Just another of my asinine observations.

Look, you can call me a sanctimonious ass and a fool and a fatuous twit and I can respond for fifteen more pages, but it will amount nothing more than so much chest pounding. I’m not going to make you any more civil and you’re not going to suck me into some street brawl. We’re at an impasse.

So here’s what we do: we agree to disagree, if not as friends, at least on civil terms. Tell you what, like Bill O’Reilly, I’ll give you the last word. You can send me packing with your cudgel firmly in hand. And, unlike Bill, I won’t interrupt you in mid-sentence with some bald assertion and then cut to a commercial break.

To those of you who responded to me reasonably, whether positively or negatively, I thank you. (I will not make you guilty by association in naming you.) But I appreciate well articulated, thoughtful conversation wherever I can find it, regardless of my personal convictions.

Ciao.