I resent your slanders. My mom doesn’t smoke. (And dammit, try and try as I might, I cannot get her to understand the concept of “privacy settings.”)
Heh, you call me a troll . . . and yet you keep replying to me!!
Do you see the problem, QuickSilver? asahi? Do you see what’s holding you back? The only people worked up here are you.
What . . . did you think I was going to wail and cry because Grima Wormtongue took time out of his busy day of nobody giving a shit about him and said something about my mom? On the Internet? You two have to learn the difference between reacting and responding. When you get all hot and bothered at something and yell and scream and type in all caps, that’s reacting.
When you stop and think and come up with some sort of plan, that’s responding.
Let’s try a little experiment. Stop posting on this thread and go look at the other threads. Count the number of times you see Trump does this and Trump does that, and then count the number of posts within each thread. Don’t forget that 900-page thread about stupid shit that Trump does. This is reacting. Trump throws you some bait, and you snap on it like a trout on a hook.
Now set your search engines to “Wayback Machine” and go back 16 years to 2004. Look at the Pit. Look at Great Debates. Then tell me what you see. The same stupid shit, right? “Bush did this and Bush did that and Kerry is going to beat Bush, because how can he not,” right? And everyone is soooo passionate, and everyone is sooooo sincere, and the people who tell them that Kerry is going to lose are just right wing trolls.
That’s the thing, you two. You aren’t learning. You’re just . . . stroking out after something you read in the NYT. You’re just getting all ornery (and probably not a little sweaty) about something a poster you don’t know from Adam tells you. Do you understand why I might not believe you when you tell me about allll this volunteer work you’re doing? You don’t come across as volunteers. You come across as frustrated, impotent cogs in the machine. It’s the anger of inadequacy.
When you scream and yell and rant about Senator Cotton’s op-ed in the NYT, you have already lost the next argument. When you rant and rave against a former poster, you’ve pretty much surrendered . . . well, whatever posting in this place amounts to.
I know you’re not going to learn. People like you never learn. Not from your mistakes or anyone else’s. You just keep going from one losing situation from another, not understanding why no one listens to you or why no one does what you tell them to, or why you always seem to be on the losing end.
Like I said . . . slow day at work.