I have decided that Isky is, in fact, even dumber than Uppy. I have done this by flipping a coin, as I could not come to a conclusion otherwise. As such, this Pitting will begin with Isky.
Our dear Isky, while wandering through the forest one day, suffered a terrible and humiliating “accident”. All I will say is that it involved a lust crazed bear, a hedgehog high on cocaine, a five pound bag of marshmallows, and a ball gag.
Oxygen deprivation took its toll, and Isky was left with only one functioning neuron. Luckily, he seems not to mind.
After the ursine rendevous, however, he decided to try hitting the keys on his keyboard in order to make those strange squiggly things people keep telling him are “words.” After a long time at the Dope, he seems to have begun to understand these strange “words”. However, “concepts”, “ideas” and “logic” are still beyond him. We hope that within the next decade he should be able to create a syllogism.
Isky started this thread to do several things. First, he was subtly waging war against the word “the”. I have tried imagining what conversations around the Isky household must be like, but it hurts my brain.
“You go to library?”
“Me no go to library, CIA hate me!”
“Libruls hate me much too!”
In addition to his war against articles, Isky has decided that the Eeeevile Libruls[sup]tm[/sup] are somehow in bed with the CIA. This, of course, put him in mind of the bear, and how he keeps getting voicemail messages from that damn grizzly. This, of course, put Isky in a bad mood.
Using “logic” which would find a comfy home on a gradeschool playground, Isky has assumed that the Libruls must love the CIA like a man loves a woman or like he once loved a bear. From this premise, he has somehow gotten it into his head that the Eeeevile Libruls[sup]tm[/sup] are as dense as he is, and they must like simply everything that the CIA does. Or be opposed to everything that the CIA does.
Then, of course, not content to let his idiocy fester in his own thread, Isky decided to shit on this thread, gracing us with the profoundly insightful floater which was, and I quote:
I’d say Isky is flame-bait, but that would insult all the mindless, accidentally inflamatory fools who slouch through the corridors of the internet. Instead, I will repeat what I have told him in another post: he is a concentrated ignorance bomb, he’s weaponized ignorance. His level of utter stupdity has been banned by the Geneva Convention as being too painful to endure for anybody with two neurons to rub together.
In short, he is the Anti-Doper.
Which of course brings us to his cognitive twin, Uppy.
From the same thread Isky took a big ol dump in, we see Uppy engaging in some mindless Librul Bashing. (And isn’t that the best kind?)
Not only is his post his cite, but when faced with actual quotes of former President Carter’s words, Uppy has a level of intellectual dishonesty large enough for him to cling to his absurd claims instead of, ya know, thinking.
And let’s not forget that in the course of that little ignorance fest, Uppy has tried to assert that murdering abortion providers is not the same thing as murdering American civilians, because, ya know, terrorists sometimes use airplanes.
And what’s more? To quote:
Oh boy, we’ve got a live one. But wait, there’s more!
Over here we have Uppy disregarding the fact that money doesn’t grow on trees and that Louisiana has had most of its economic base destroyed… and instead wants to harp on the fact that if the state can’t pay 3.7 billion dollars after one of the worst natural disasters in American history, why, incompetence must be at work!
He is, of course
And even when provided by a cite by EddyTeddyFreddy, Uppy bravely soldiers on
And that’s just the idiocy we’ve seen in the last week or so! I ask you, collected Dopers, should we cage Isky & Uppy and put them on exhibit as examples of truly rare stupidity, or should we perhaps attempt to harvest the Stupid Gene from them and engage in some sort of viral warfare with our enemies, turning them into zomboids who wouldn’t be able to tie their shoes?
I leave the ultimate answer up to you, my fellow Dopers.