ROUGH DRAFT
The time has come for the Heavy Hand. Big Daddy will now tell you how it’s going to be.
After two weeks of discernment — helped along by close to 500 comments from you on various related posts — here’s what I’m going to do in an effort to make this a more hospitable place for good-faith dialogue.
It’s far from perfect, and will be subject to change if it doesn’t appear to be working (or if it does more harm than good, which is always a possibility), but there aren’t all that many perfect ways of dealing with human behavior — especially if you want to maintain a forum where people are free to disagree strongly. Once again, I’ll be relying upon your input to help guide me as to whether it IS working.
Anyway, here’s the plan: I’m implementing a Double Standard (I thought I’d go ahead and call it that before the critics do, seeing as how that’s what it is).
The bad news is that one group of people will be free to post pretty much whatever they want. I will maintain the same hands-off policy with them that I’ve maintained with everyone up to now. With everybody else, I will delete at will any comments that I deem harmful to good faith dialogue.
The good news is that you get to choose which group you’re in.
To be in the first group, you just have to give up your anonymity. This won’t require filling out special forms or supplying me with your birth certificate or blood type or anything. Just fill out the existing fields that precede comments with your real, full name; your regular, main e-mail address (the one you use for friends or family or co-workers, not something you set up on Yahoo for the specific purpose of hiding your identity); and if you have a Web site, your URL. If it seems necessary (either to you or me) to provide more info to establish your legitimacy, you can do so either in the text of the comment, or more discretely, by e-mailing the data to me. When would it be helpful to provide more info? Use your judgment — if your name is John Smith and your e-mail is [email protected], you might want to tell a little more, such as that you’re the West Columbia attorney or a student at USC or whatever. And I’ll use my judgment — if you call yourself Mike Cakora, but write something totally uncharacteristic of him, I’ll start asking questions.
To be in the other group, keep hiding behind anonymity. I’ll still let you through most of the time, but I’m going to start deleting comments that fit into one of two categories:
- Insulting, demeaning personal remarks aimed at delegitimizing, discouraging or intimidating those with whom you disagree. If you don’t know what I mean by that, you’ll soon find out.
- Dogmatic, repetitive, sloganeering ideological claptrap that fails to move the conversation forward and just generally wastes the time of anyone who reads through it in search of actual, original thought. If you use a lot of partisan buzzwords and labels, and use them as a substitute for actual argument, you’re in this category. Once again, some of you may have trouble understanding exactly what I mean by that (such rhetoric is so reflexive in our society today), but I will do my best to demonstrate.
Between those two categories, I can tell you already I will act upon the first with greater alacrity than upon the second. It is the greater offense.
But, some of you are by now sputtering, this is so subjective! Yep, and I know that to some of you, that’s just plain shocking. Not to me. I’ve had to make millions of such judgments in my 30-plus-year career. It’s what editors do. Every word I have ever written or allowed into the paper requires, at the most basic level, an unforgiving yes/no, on/off, one/zero type of decision. Some days I can agonize over each such call, other days I have to skim and pray that I haven’t missed anything. But decisions must be made, and space and time constraints require us to leave out a whole lot more than we’re able to put in.
Since space constraints don’t exist for most practical purposes on the Web, I haven’t been exercising the judgment that is so routine in my day job. So why am I changing that now — particularly since I already don’t have as much time for the blog as I’d like, and this will eat up more of that precious resource?
I’ve already explained that: The immaturity and hostility of some respondents — both regulars and hit-and-run types — has discouraged a number of really thoughtful people who had a lot to contribute, and even run some of them off, leaving the field to the slash-and-burn types. Why spend time expressing yourself honestly and thoroughly, they reason, if everything you say is greeted by catcalls and jeers? Being used to such nonsense myself, it took me a while to realize what a problem it was. But I realize it now, and I’m going to do my best to address it.
I’m not going to do it by myself, though. I will still depend upon each of you to keep each other — and me — honest and fair. My hope is that working together, we can set the standard in a way that everyone quickly understands it, and over time I have to hit the delete button less and less.
I expect the number of comments will drop off for awhile. Some will depart in disgust, others in confusion. Others will be more selective about what they post, which is actually the point of this exercise. I hope we can make up in quality what we give up in quantity.
But if the results aren’t satisfactory, I’ll — we’ll — try something else.
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“Ding ding, the witch is dead!”
I’ve been chomping at the bit to come back in here. When I read the paper this morning about the new rules, I saw that there was light and it is good. Well done!
Brad, can you do something about all these drivers running red lights (as lights change from yellow) and the others who won’t move over when we enter on the acceleration lane? I believe it’s gotten worse these past few years – that or I’m becoming one of those salty old men who sit in Hardee’s drinking coffee and complaining.
So now strident criticism (read any criticism he an his merry band of leftists don’t like) of the editors of the state won’t make Brad Warthen’s cut.
But the completely ideological and intellectualy dishonest editors of the molopolistic State Nespaper can viciously attack anyone they disagree with, ignore or spin critical issues like open borders immigration, plant editorials in the news section, and marginalize the majority of this state’s citizens who do not agreed with the editors left wing utopian vision for our crumbling society. Give me a break, Wharthen! Is this a double standard? You bet!
The self seving, selfrightous, subjective, and unilateral groundrules for being published by the anti-truth State Newspaper sounds more like the groundrules for being published in Der Sturmer than an American newspaper. But of course, this is nothing new for the captive readers of The State.
Brad:
In response to your morally entangled column this morning;
Censoring is censoring…by any name or rational you wish to give it. Any that believes that yours shall be less rigorous than that of Reuters, AP, Knight -Rider or ANY of the MSM – is already on the cool-ade.
Daily I see articles calling Bush a liar and not one tremor of embarrassment from your paper or you.
With out leaving the editorial page today -you print an article by the aptly named Jim Hoagland that demands that we forgive Guenter Grass for collecting and KILLING JEWS…yet only a week ago waxing indignant at a drunk actor for having miss spoke(?) about the Hollywood Jews that not only refused to fund his picture, BUT ACTIVELY TRIED TO KILL IT OFF BY DENIGHING DISTRIBUTION.
But hey! It’s all in the eye of the beholder – is it not?
Killing Jews is not a baddie …if you happen to be a weak brained Journalist …but god hep’ you if you actually write the truth to your column….for you see, in your world the truth is not a defense against libel….especially those inconvenient ones that disagree with either you or the Political correctness police running your lives.
Your blob won’t die from incivility; but rather from incest and boredom.
YOS
A H Watson
Florence SC.
To be in the other group, keep hiding behind anonymity.
Heh. The irony (and hippocrisy) of implying the cowardice of posters with nom de plumes on a column about civility is priceless.
Isn’t this really a triple standard, Brad? Will you delete your posts where you slag opponents of the Iraq Occupation as defeatists who don’t love their country?
Yeah, what he said. The same dishonesty and hypocrisy that has led to Warthen’s failure as a journalist and as a human being prompts him to pretend not to realize that the way to promote good-faith dialogue is to start engaging in it himself.
He could, if he wished, presume that opponents of the Iraq was are at least as patriotic as he is, and presume that they are motivated by love of country and an honest conviction that the Iraq war was and is bad for America. Such a presumption would prevent him from attacking opponents of the war as unpatriotic, and force him to explain WHY the Iraq war is good for America, and to explain what positive results it has achieved or appears likely to achieve. In short, such a presumption would force him to engage in a good-faith dialogue.
If Warthen doesn’t do that, if he continues to presume that those who disagree with him are unpatriotic, he exposes himeself once again as the coward he is, and give the lie to his torrent of words about his “blog policy”. He will show himself to be motivated not by any concern for “civility,” but simply by a cowardly desire to avoid disagreement with his own views.
NOTE from Brad Warthen: I’m letting Mary off with a warning on this one. Any subsequent comments featuring this sort of rhetoric will be removed.
Here’s a test for your new “standards,” Brad.
If “Mary Rosh” posted the above message under an ostensibly “authentic” name would you leave it or delete it?
As I read your “criteria,” Mary’s post will soon be toast.
Good step in the right direction, IMHO, Mr. BW. It’s called editing, isn’t it, same as with “letters to the editor”? I’ve had words/comments removed/changed on those. No problem with me, it’s your site. Doesn’t seem to have changed a lot judging by above comments. The question is, “will Mark Whittington and Paul DeMarco return?” Hope so.
Spencer,
I never left. I can’t read/participate in the blog every day so my posts are spotty but I have been following along.
Brad,
Bravo! I’m optimistic that this will accomplish what you want it to. I hope we maintain the diversity of opinion you have built up on the blog but with a more constuctive but still entertaining spirit.
I’m with Bud (I think it was Bud) who suggested that no one get bent out of joint and that we all see what the new and improved blog looks like.
I hope we don’t lose folks like Lee and Mary, both of whom provide provocative fodder for discussion. If you guys could recognize that those who disagree with you are not necessarily idiots, liars, or self-deceiving nitwits then the blog would prosper.
Mary,
Umm…we get your point. I agree that its unfair to question the patriotism of people with legitimate objections to the war. I strongly disagree with Cheney’s remark that Lamont voters will encourage “Al-Qaida types.” That’s pure political pandering.
You’ve made a strong argument for your position, as has Brad on his side. Each of us has made our own decision on the question. I happen to agree with you on this point but disagree that Brad is a coward (and yes, I have read multiple times your rationale for his cowardice).
I agree with RTH about Mary’s post-I think it is our first test case. The next time Mary calls Brad or anyone else a coward on this blog, she should either reveal her identity or the post should be deleted.
Brad
Your rules are perfectly sensible. 1) Say pretty much what you want if you put your name to it. 2) Since there are legitimate times things must be said anonymously, be anonymous but then be subject to censuring to keep down the anonymous flame throwing. No one with anything legitimate to say anonymously would object to that.
It’s hard to create a civil community. You’re right if there aren’t some rules, then many people who would otherwise be the most valuable members of the community will get chased off. Some people will always chafe at the authority, whether it is the referee in a basketball game or the editor of a blog.
We’re learning as much from your attempt to build a civil community, as we are from the community’s comments themselves.
John
Paul, I’m pretty sure that you are misinterpreting RTH’s point – whether inadvertently or as a dishonest attempt to promote your own position, I don’t know. Although, given the fact that RTH puts “standards,” “criteria,” and “authentic” in quotes, perhaps the latter hypothesis is the correct one.
My point, which, as I read it, RTH endorses, is that Warthen is not willing to meet the same criteria he seeks to impose on others, and that his incessant protestations about how he is attempting to achieve civility are hypocritical.
RTH, as I read it, suggests that my post does not meet Warthen’s “standards,” and would be deleted, but that post of Warthen’s which also fail to meet Warthen’s enunciated “standards” would be allowed to remain.
I disagree with you that Warthen has made a strong argument – or, in fact, any argument at all – in favor of his position. He simply presumes the correctness of his position and impugns the patriotism of others who disagree with his position.
How is impugning the patriotism of others an argument? What argument has Warthen made in favor of his position?
And what consequences should Warthen face the next time he calls someone a coward or a defeatist?
Oh, and if you disagree with Cheney’s remark that Lamont’s victory encourages “al Qaeda” types,” how do you characterize Warthen’s making essentially the same point? Cheney, like Warthen, is a profoundly evil man, but at least Cheney isn’t constantly portraying himelf as a nonpartisan moderate digusted by “extremists from both parties.”
ALL RIGHT, one more warning. I really would like the first instance of enforcing this policy NOT to be something that attacks me, and NOT to be from Mary. Applying the policy to Mary just seems, I don’t know, trite. So obvious. Fish-in-a-barrel stuff. Anyway, to mix metaphors, this is strike TWO.
“Profoundly evil”? I think that’s quite a reach. At worst, if Brad is guilty of Mary’s charges, he would be a hypocrite. An evil person is somone like Stanko.
Two people can bitterly disagree without either being bad or even evil. I find Brad to be very reasonable, despite not agreeing with him at times. I would also cite the standard litmus test for being reasonable in this case. If both sides take issue with you, you are on solid ground. From what I’ve read about Brad on here, he’s on solid ground.
OK, THAT’S IT. That’s far enough down this rathole. Mary was determined to be the first, so she is. Message deleted.
Brad, Congratulations on taking the needed steps to turn your weblog into a forum for civil and meaningful discussion. You must be doing something correct since you have been attacked by both sides on the Iraq issue. I’m not sure how the civility topic has quickly turned into the Iraq War (or Occupation) topic. If the latter is of more interest to the readers than your blog rules, then let’s officially change the subject and move on.
“Profoundly stupid”? If you say so Mary. I guess ol’ Frank here is “profoundly stupid” as well. Ann Coulter meets Brad’s Blog.
Brad “contributed indirectly to the deaths of tens of thousands”? Brad better go to confession for that one.
I read some other threads and noticed not only a dramatic change in the tone, but also an increase in the variety of bloggers. Looks good!!
AND ON THIS one, she started in on insulting fellow commenters. Message deleted.
I noticed that the women in the classmates.com ad at the top of the main page are now blowing kisses. Someone please tell me you’ve seen this too!! If that scary picture of Brad starts doing this I’m giving up the internet.
Just fix your settings to keep this site from loading images.
Mary, From an older thread, here is my answer on how the free world can and should shut down the movement of weaponry once and for all. This just reported.
Visit Saudi Ship to USA with Illegal Arms Seized!
Brad,
Great rules! Anybody can be obnoxious and throw tomatoes from the shadows, but not in the light of day.
If one has true objection, they will speak in the light of day— with their real name beside it.
Good choice,
Spencer Hill
Kingstree, SC
Dave, you’re kidding, right?
I would never throw a tomato. They are far too delicious. I think we should all throw bell peppers instead. They taste yucky, they are safer for the person being thrown at, and still make whatever point throwing tomatoes is supposed to make.
Here’s a compromise suggestion.Provide a link to deleted comments.
It is fair to question the patriotism of Americans who want America to fail the war on terrorism as long as the other political party is in power.
Sauce for the goose, sauce for the gander. It’s also fair to question the patriotism of Americans who want to cheer the war on from the sidelines, while reserving their own right to remain in power. Dick Cheney, you have been called out.
MESSAGE DELETED./BW
I’m taking bets on why Mary is so unpatriotic.
Something bad happened to her on July 4th: 5-1.
She’s mad about our performance in World Cup: 3-1.
She is an insurgent blogging under a pseudonymn: 1-1.
Yeah, well, I can still trackback your [ahem]
What is about some of these authoritarian right-leaning bloggers . . .
Mary, you asked me in another thread how the free world nations could shut down illegal arms shipments worldwide, so I show you an actual interdiction of plastic explosives headed to the US from Saudi Arabia, and you think I am kidding. Why do you have aproblem with facts?
Dave, I was expecting a bit more from the Baby Whirl option on the link you provided.
Lee…intimidating? Do huh?
George Bush is the worst president of my lifetime. His incompetence is only exceeded by his arrogance.
Ohhh.. this new blog policy is SO liberating!
Too bad Brad wasted three feet of newsprint to discuss his blog when there are far more important issues that deserve that much space.
I am Doug Ross.
Husband, Father, Libertarian,
Baptist, Bald Guy, Anti-War, Anti-Tax.
CA – Plastic explosives are prevented from shipment into the East Coast of the US and you slough it off. That is the way the left thinks, unless a school blows up in America, or a bridge is dropped, everything to the leftist appeasers is a big so what. When the next terrorist attack occurs in the US, Iknow you will be out there whining about how you werent protected. So let’s stop tracking phone calls and bank records now, sothe terrorists can operate freely in the US. That kind of thinking is why the cut and run crowd is not running the executive, legislative, or judicial branches in this nation. Get used to it.
FIRST WARNING FOR Dave. Note the useless "us-vs.-them" dichotomy, and his presuming to tell the world what those who disagree with him are REALLY thinking.
“Mary, you asked me in another thread how the free world nations could shut down illegal arms shipments worldwide”
No I didn’t. You said that the United States should take it upon itself to decide what weapons could be supplied to what country, and take it upon itself to stop all arms shipments of which it didn’t approve. You talking about stopping one boat that was presumably operating contrary to the laws of the country from which it sailed, and the country to which it was headed, doesn’t come close to answering the question, how is the U.S. supposed to do what you suggested.
Capital A, I didn’t say Lee WAS intimidating, I said he was TRYING to be intimidating.
MESSAGE DELETED./BW
George Bush is the worst president of my lifetime. His incompetence is only exceeded by his arrogance.
Posted by: Doug Ross | Aug 21, 2006 4:13:45 PM
So you forgot about “Mr. In The Right Place at the Right Time” Ronald Reagan? Gerry Ford? Richard Nixon?
Methinks your passion overcame reason.
My only real problem with the blog policy is this insane mad-on to get everyone to post their Christian names. WHY?
The old folks seem to think we’re hiding behind secret identities. I’m only doing it because it’s fun. It’s a pun on my own name. Was Mark Twain a coward?
I’ve proffered far more revealing information about myself in my postings than many of those who (unimaginatively) post under the name their mammma gave ’em.
Where’s the fear?
From where I type, it seems like more of a move to prune (subconsciously, I hope)the population of bloggers into a garden more suited to the approval of the plot owner.
If this policy prospers and becomes more restrictive, those who will most take root will be middle and upper middle class white males, a mailing list the likes of a place like Lourie’s would pay thousands to uncover, customers who “know how to behave.”
What fruit will such a short-sighted sowing reap? I prefer the cornucopia…even the bad apples.
That kind of thinking is why the cut and run crowd is not running the executive, legislative, or judicial branches in this nation. Get used to it.
Posted by: Dave | Aug 21, 2006 4:18:37 PM
Dave, I really don’t get frustrated at the postings of you or Lee anymore. Out of nowhere, the truth hit me. Isaac Newton would have been envious.
You and Lee are scared. Almost every one of your posts echo with the statements of trembling tappings.
Those of us you call cowards, ironically, are not scared. I know I’m not. America will win against any threats that come against us, but it won’t be because we annihilated all obstacles in our way like mindless Daleks.
It will be because the over 200 million people you cynically dismiss, of which you are a part (whether you loathe that idea or not) came together, dealt with the matter in the positive ways outlines by our Constitution and most importantly refused to “get used to it.”
I’m used to democracy working, and that’s the gravity of the situation.
If a Democratic President (Hillary, Kerry, Gore, heck Carter -you name it) was presiding over an administration which:
*Had 150,000 troops surrounded by hostile Muslim insurgents with no exit plan at the cost of 1-2 billion dollars a week based on fabricated evidence and had the gall to call it Operation Iraqi fredom, which is making us “safer”
*Increased the federal debt by almost 100% in 6 years while raising the debt ceiling on 6 occasions, reversing a 400 billion dollar surplus, overturning the balanced budget amendment, passing the largest entitlement program in 50 years, and paying for an endless war on credit from China
*Passed energy bill written by oil executives with nearly no mention of alternative energy, further imprisoning nation via petroleum dependency to Arab despots who happen to be close friends of first family
*Presided over destruction of one of America’s most beloved cities
*Passed drug bill in middle of night with minimal review written by pharm industry preventing competitive pricing or importation of drugs at cost 3x the administrations stated budget
*Instituted unprecedented corruption (and that is an accomplishment) to congress via K street project with so many party members under an indictment/investigation it is impossible to keep score
*Violated Constitution with radical policy best described as “if the President did it, it was not illegal”. Torture, suspension of habeus corpus, foreign rendition of prisoners, illegal domestic spying all in the name of freedom and the endless war on terror
*Were cited by two federal judges in separate cases for violations consisting of “war crimes” (Hamdi case) and felony criminal conduct (NSA case) resulting in the presidents personal atty,aka Atty Gen of US, to attempt to change federal status to cover retroactive violations to avoid prosecution
*Was enough of a dumb — to demand that the terrorists “bring it on”
I am quite certain that Lee and Dave would be leading an assault on Washington and calling for the head of all those involved. I, and if I may speak for Mary, et al , would be by their side and joining them in proclaiming the administration an epic catastrophe of historical proportions, and an abject failure. Fortunately for President Bush and VP Cheney, they have an (R) after their names which guarantees them the support of their “base”.
A final reason for hope:
“We have it in our power to make the world new again.”
Thomas Paine
BW, a new post! PUHLEEEZ!!!!!!!
Yes, please, more topics.
How about one for each of the governor, sec. of education, and treasurer races? and one for local school boards?
I’d like some impressions of Tommy Moore. I scanned some of his website and aside from a fancy family photo, nothing struck me.
Hi Spencer. I’m glad you are back. I’m ready for a post change also.
Recently, Cindi Scoppe published an editorial concerning an online book by the Center for a Better South. Purportedly, the Center promotes “progressive” ideas on taxation, yet I question some of this organization’s supposed “progressive” agenda. Some of their ideas are truly progressive, while others are just a rehashing of the same ole paradigm. We really need a debate on what “balanced” means concerning modern tax structure.
Here is Mrs. Scoppe’s piece.
Mary, how about trying to envision a worldwide program to restrict and control the transfer of offensive weapons. Maybe like a nuclear non-proliferation program but one that has teeth and works. What is so hard for you to understand? You keep asking how, do you want me to produce job descriptions and an org. chart along with an instruction manual. Please stop drinking New Jersey water.
Jim – You said “Presided over the destruction of an American city”. Can you show me how Bush did that? I thought Hurricane Katrina and Democrat corrupt neglect, waste, and criminal activity in not rebuilding the levees with the federal money they were given was the cause. But, believe what you like.
MESSAGE DELETED./BW
Mark, there should be honest and meaningful dialogue on the tax issue.
Unfortunately, I think taxation as an issue is nothing more than a political club for the GOP to bash Democrats. While campaigning, most Republicans are hamstrung with “cutting taxes” as part of their platform regardless of the fiscal realities. An alternative is to run up the debt when necessary.
There are, of course, many fiscal conservatives who want to reduce the debt as well cut taxes. My point is that the commitment to cutting taxes is often devoid of the critical thought you propose.
What I don’t understand is why don’t we have more John McCains willing to focus on reducing waste as opposed to reducing spending in general.
Ho-hum.
I guess the blog is now safe for “taxcutters” who never get around to cutting taxes. “Freedom-lovers” who only believe in freedom for themselves while doing their dangdest to run/ruin everybody else’s lives. “Educators” who have no idea how to educate but do know how to keep your kids on their plantation. War opponents who never seem to wonder where their freedom of speech is coming from and who will oppose war only as long as they are not affected directly. You know, the ones who indignantly refuse to allow profiling but if something happened these people would scream blue murder about “dots not being connected”. People trying to “advance” the conversation but only if it’s going their way. Some even profess to decry “government waste” even as they scream like stuck pigs when “their waste” is in danger of being cut.
As for Brad, has he even wondered why the only incivility “complaints” have come from the Left? From the very same people, in other words, who were utterly incapable of defending their point of view with facts. The ones who have opinions out the wazoo but couldn’t defend those opinions if their lives depended on them. The most incivil posters here who just couldn’t bear someone disagreeing with them in the same tone they were using all the time.
My big question right now is what the Left will come up with next to disguise their utter and complete intellectual bankruptcy.
Not that it will make a big difference to me. For personal reasons I will never post with my real name but I will also never submit to censorship. Why should my opinion be worth any less than the guy who posts with his real name but whose name is so worthless that he has nothing to lose? I’ve already been “subscribed” to a bunch fo useless websites after posting here. That was with a throwaway email address. How much worse would it be if a “real” email address were at risk? Or name, address etc.?
The real puzzle is this: this blog never came anywhere near the number of comments it has had in the past 2 months or so. Liberal lovefests just don’t attract many visitors and that’s what it was until our “disruptions”. Brad barely registers on Technorati and even the vast majority (99+%) of State readers have never heard of his blog, much less read or posted (for the Internet as a whole that number would probably be 99.99999%). That’s why he’s been plugging the dickens out of his blog on the editorial page for the past 3 or 4 weeks. Yet he wants to ban the very commenters who in a small way have been lifting his hohum blog out of the doldrums.
I’m at a loss for words. Who in his right mind would drive away the people who add a little excitement to his blog while catering to the semi-dead people whose ideology died before they were born?
Then again, what can we expect from the bigtime “editorial page editor” whose paper has been losing readers for years? Rather than adapt to what people might actually want to read, our man Brad prefers to call taxpayers “jerks” simply because they don’t want to throw yet more $millions at our failed eeducation system (of course, that “jerk” comment was as civil as they come!).
Whatever!
AND NOW LexWolf, who seems to forget that the first complaints along this line were about Mary, gets his first warning, for the approach at the top of this comment./BW
I wonder if this anonymous poster cut and pasted that from Rush’s website – sounds like a scripted reaction to anyone asking for justification for a position.
Cutting taxes is not what I am criticizing. I am taking issue with cutting taxes with the singular rational of “that’s what Republicans do”. For example, how can we conduct a major war on terror and not increase revenue to pay for it – aside from asking our grandkids to pay. I also take issue with democrats who throw money at problems without accountability.
Mark suggested there be dialogue on the issue of taxation. I agree. I also believe that it’s so politicized that such dialogue is moot in politics – the anonymous poster reviling the “left” as case in point.
I’m sure you noticed the presuppositions in the anonymous poster’s script, Randy. Anyone that doesn’t agree with their position “is an educator that doesn’t know how to educate,” etc, etc. No room for conversation there–its either “my way or the highway”. Brad isn’t perfect, but I applaud his attempt to create grounds for good discussion.
EXCELLENT explanation of the problem with that post, Herb./BW
This war has been paid for with tax cuts which brought about an economic recovery from the Clinton Recession of 2000, and generated more than enough new tax revenue to pay for the war.
The deficit spending is due to greatly increased social welfare spending. Roll it back to the levels of 2000 and there will be huge budget surpluses.
Why should my opinion be worth any less than the guy who posts with his real name but whose name is so worthless that he has nothing to lose?
Posted by: LexWolf | Aug 21, 2006 11:30:24 PM
Doesn’t this one comment perfectly crystalize the hypocrisy, hatred and self-loathing of this animal? You want proof? There it is.
Anyone ever seen a windmill with bitemarks?
CAPITAL A gets HIS first warning — for the "animal" thing. The sheriff’s having a busy day./BW
Brad, it’s waaaaaaaaay past time to move on from this civility discussion. Here are some suggestions:
The Death Penalty. As Leonard Pitts pointed out today in the State, yet another probably innocent person was put to death. Does it deter crime? If so, at what cost?
Taxes. Whatever happened to property tax relief?
Affirmative Action. Is it time to go?
Columbia Infrastructure. RR Tracks and 5 Points flooding continue to be ignored, while we build more stuff we don’t need. Is it time to focus more on our basic needs?
Anymore civility topics and I’m boycotting the Brad Blog for a while.
bud, you really hate those railroad tracks. Sway me, and I could jump the tracks.
Right now, they’re way on down the line of priorities, but if you point me to your appeals, I might hop onboard.
Red light runners at four way stops seem to be more of an immediate threat, and it’s a curious epidemic that (in travels from Portland, Oregon to NYC)is most widespread in Columbia.
Soccer moms driving vehicles large enough to transform into Voltron’s right leg and in a hurry to get Billy to pre-match warmups… There’ve been more than a few times when I didn’t see those trains a comin’.
Hobo-y!
CAPITAL A gets HIS first warning — for the “animal” thing. The sheriff’s having a busy day./BW
It was wordplay on his nickname “Lexwolf,” not meant to be as overtly “mean” as it comes across without the sarcasm intended.
See the problem (one of many)with this policy?
This entire exercise is a classic example of how to establish Free Speech For Me But Not For Thee. Certain people are just so predictable.
And there goes my second warning probably. It just wouldn’t do to allow disagreement once censorship is imposed.
Vee Must Haff Gleichschaltung!!
Capital A,
I guess it offended the little sheriff much more than it did me. I breezed right by it and in fact had no objection at all. Then of course I’m not a whiny wuss either.
Brad,
I’m afraid you’re going to get blog burnout(if you haven’t already)posting AND policing this
place.I don’t think this is healthy for you and it’s sort of depressing to read.Don’t take that as an insult,though.It just sounds to me as if you’ve become a little too absorbed with this thing.Maybe you should shut it down for a month.Take a blog vacation.
Capital A,
I guess it offended the little sheriff much more than it did me. I breezed right by it and in fact had no objection at all. Then of course I’m not a whiny wuss either.
Posted by: LexWolf | Aug 22, 2006 11:12:10 AM
If Lex and I essentially agree on a point, then there must be SOMETHING to it.
I swear that I think this crowd is smart enough to police itself. I think we have been since this blog began.
Can anyone even remember what exactly sparked this policy? Was that Mr. Warthen’s ultimate goal — to bring us closer together through opposition to his commandments?
If so, BRILLIANT! (Guinness dandy’s voice)
Also, Lex, thanks for that link. In a strange bit of synchronicity, that was the exact information that I needed for a current project. Kooky.
I agree with, bill. Maybe you should shut the experiment down, Mr. Editor and allow some cobwebs to cover the lab? Especially since you believe you’ve created a Warhtenstein’s monster?
I tend to look (too) deeply at matters sometimes and the fact that you can spend so much time blogging, policing and doing your regular job seems unhealthy. Something has to give unless something has ALREADY given and this blog has become your refuge.
It’s not Southern to pry, and it’s not my business… I’m just sayin’…
Read: concern more than criticism.
I’m going to miss the old Mary. She added some much needed colorful language to the discussion. I’m with capital A and Lex.
Bud, miss me how? What makes you think I will either leave, or refrain from calling out Warthen as the coward and hypocrite he is?
One thing I wanted to do in my comments on this thread was to give Warthen an opportunity to do himself what he is exhorting everyone else to do – primarily, to confine his comments on the Iraq war to presenting and arguing in favor of his own views, rather than to attempt to shield his views from criticism by pretending that his detractors are unpatriotic. Warthen has shown by his treatment of my post above that his call for “civility” is genuine, but is instead the attempt of a WATB to shield his views from criticism.
Lee, the war is being paid by the economic recovery? So why is the debt increasing?
Mary’s right about not leaving. She has posted a number of posts since the ones I’ve deleted.
What I’m trying to do on this thread is establish the edges of the envelope — and to continue that test pilot analogy, it is a huge envelope, a very forgiving aircraft. You pretty much have to point it directly at the ground and refuse to pull out in order to crash.
Capital A and bill — thanks for the concern. I share it. It’s one reason among many that I ignored calls from other readers to impose something like this for months. Very time consuming. But after these few days, I expect it to be less so. Reasonable people are already moderating themselves without my help. They have either switched to using full names, or started making their points without adding distracting incivility.
For those few who still haven’t accepted this approach, I’m trying to be very specific about the parameters. I’m trying to communicate to people that the entire range of the marketplace of ideas is open and available to them, and that this forum offers a huge opportunity to exchange thoughts with people of all points of view. All I ask is that they take advantage of that opportunity, and not waste it engaging in pointless personal attacks or repeating dogmatic nonsense that doesn’t persuade anyone or move the conversation at all.
From the reaction I’ve seen, most readers get this without so much explanation. I’m going to this length for the few who seem not to WANT to get it. I don’t have to do that, and after a few days, I’m going to stop. Messages will simply disappear. That only takes me a second.
But yes, for now, it’s time-consuming.
(And there’s nothing unusual about LexWolf and Capital A agreeing on this. Capital A is no stranger to the ad hominem approach. The thing is, both of you are capable of making very good points without that nonsense. And I would hate for the blog to lose those good points. And no, LexWolf — what you posted above was not a violation. What Mary wrote just above IS, but I needed to leave it up so you can look at it and see the difference. And even Mary is borderline here, since I care a whole lot more about what she says about others than about me. Her greater offense in this case is not the ad hominem, but the monotonous repetition of irrelevancies. She likes to invent issues — such as this silliness about my having suposedly called war opponents “unpatriotic” — and demand over and over that people argue with her bogus charges. A waste of everyone’s time, which makes it a violation of the less-important Rule Two.)
But you HAVE called war opponents unpatriotic; that’s basically the extent of your “argument”. You don’t explain why the war is important, or how we’ve been successful so far, or how continuing in Iraq is going to achieve success. You simply presume without evidence that continuing the war is for the best, and impugn the patriotism of everyone who thinks otherwise.
You characterize the issue, in large part, as one of showing “resolve”, as if “resolve” in continuing to do the wrong thing were more important, than, you know, trying to do the right thing.
There’s no way to intrepret this exhortation of yours:
“Love your country enough to support our vital mission in Iraq”
other than as an accusation that anyone who doesn’t support “our” “vital” mission doesn’t support it because he or she doesn’t “love your country enough”.
The same way your remark that “you can support our mission in Iraq while still opposing Bush” casts opponents of the war as solely motivated by opposition to Bush, thereby falsely casting their opposition to the war as politically based and hypocritical.
There are many more examples, cited by me and by others.
All these are attempts to shield your position from opposition by dishonestly casting your detractors as unpatriotic.
I’m not urging you to argue about whether or not you have called your detractors unpatriotic. I’m urging you to do what you call for others to do, to confine yourself to the “marketplace of ideas,” to support your ideas by arguments in their favor, and to refrain from impugning the patriotism of those who oppose your ideas.
In short, I’m calling on you to quit being a WATB.
Brad,
yes indeed, you have called war opponents “unpatriotic”. Guilty beyond a doubt. Not to worry, though, because for once you are right!
Lex just called me unpatriotic. WAAAAAH. Zap him Braddy.
Mary,although I agree with much of what you say and think you’re one of the better writers on the blog,I don’t understand why you continue reading someone who you despise.I quit reading Michael Graham’s columns in Columbia’s alternative weekly years ago for this reason.He writes merely to incite.He loves making people angry because he’s a shameless self-promoter.The State has published one or two of his columns,I’m not really sure,but thankfully not often.
If you really want to get p o-ed at someone,
there’s an online edition of Free Times and he can get really get your blood boiling.I
would suggest you read him and write a vitriolic letter to the editors,but it would only serve his purposes,and he doesn’t deserve you.
By all means keep on writing,but I think everyone knows by now,exactly how you feel about Brad.Sometimes he makes me angry,but I don’t feel that is his main goal in writing his columns or his blog.
Mary,although I agree with much of what you say and think you’re one of the better writers on the blog,I don’t understand why you continue reading someone whom you despise.I quit reading Michael Graham’s columns in Columbia’s alternative weekly years ago for this reason.He writes merely to incite.He loves making people angry because he’s a shameless self-promoter.The State has published one or two of his columns,I’m not really sure,but thankfully not often.
If you really want to get p o-ed at someone,
there’s an online edition of Free Times and he can get really get your blood boiling.I
would suggest you read him and write a vitriolic letter to the editors,but it would only serve his purposes,and he doesn’t deserve you.
By all means keep on writing,but I think everyone knows by now,exactly how you feel about Brad.Sometimes he makes me angry,but I don’t feel that is his main goal in writing his columns or his blog.
Lex, obviously you have no evidence or reason to believe that opponents of the war are unpatriotic; they just have a different view of what’s in America’s best interests than you do. The claim that war opponents are unpatrotic is a tactic of WATB war supporters to give their own views a privileged position and to avoid having to put forth reasoned arguments to support their views.
However, even though you agree with Warthen, I see your post as showing him to be a liar and a hypocrite. According to you (and there is certainly ample evidence to back you up) he has indeed done the what he denies doing. In addition, this is the SAME sort of thing he is inveighing against in his “civility” campaign. He is, therefore decrying in others the same behavior that he himself commits.
Bill,
“Mary,although I agree with much of what you say and think you’re one of the better writers on the blog,”
Well, the fact that I may occasionally elicit comments like that certainly doesn’t hurt!
And it’s kind of an interesting experiment. I’d LIKE to see what arguments Warthen can make in favor of the war. If I can close off the avenue of “war opponents are unpatriotic, we have to show our resolve,” etc., maybe he’ll come up with something. And I may be kind of fencing him in. Certainly, others are weighing in on the issue. And above, he has DENIED calling war opponents unpatriotic, suggesting that he sees it as wrong. I think with that, he shuts a door, and if he tries that tactic again, I expect he will be called out on it from a number of quarters.
And then maybe we’ll get something useful.
Sorry about the double post,the hourglass gets hung-up somtimes,and I wasn’t sure it it went through.If you find the time,Brad,delete one for me.
But, if you can’t question their patriotism when they want to lose a war, when can you?”
Lex, if I can’t call you a Nazi now, when can I?
Just as soon as you click on that link and read the story.
Our covert enemies
By Michael Barone
In our war against Islamo-fascist terrorism, we face enemies both overt and covert. The overt enemies are, of course, the terrorists themselves. …..
Our covert enemies are harder to identify, for they live in large numbers within our midst. And in terms of intentions, they are not enemies in the sense that they consciously wish to destroy our society. On the contrary, they enjoy our freedoms and often call for their expansion. But they have also been working, over many years, to undermine faith in our society and confidence in its goodness. These covert enemies are those among our elites who have promoted the ideas labeled as multiculturalism, moral relativism and (the term is Professor Samuel Huntington’s) transnationalism.
[T]he default assumption of our covert enemies is that in any conflict between the West and the Rest, the West is wrong. That assumption can be rebutted by overwhelming fact: Few argued for the Taliban after Sept. 11. But in our continuing struggles, our covert enemies portray our work in Iraq through the lens of Abu Ghraib and consider Israel’s self-defense against Hezbollah as the oppression of virtuous victims by evil men. In World War II, our elites understood that we were the forces of good and that victory was essential. Today, many of our elites subject our military and intelligence actions to fine-tooth-comb analysis and find that they are morally repugnant.
We have always had our covert enemies, but their numbers were few until the 1960s. But then the elite young men who declined to serve in the military during the Vietnam War set out to write a narrative in which they, rather than those who obeyed the call to duty, were the heroes. They have propagated their ideas through the universities, the schools and mainstream media to the point that they are the default assumptions of millions. Our covert enemies don’t want the Islamo-fascists to win. But in some corner of their hearts, they would like us to lose.
Far from being half empty, the glass is broken. The US has already lost the war in Iraq, which saps national resources and loses support around the world. For a fourth year in a row, the US elicited increased global hostility and disapproval. In Spain, only 23 percent view the US favorably while support dipped to 30 percent in Indonesia and 12 percent in Turkey. Of 15 countries polled, 13 said the US was a significant threat to world peace.
A survey of 100 leading American foreign policy and military experts judged the “War on Terrorism” a failure. Eighty-six percent said the world has grown more dangerous after Bush’s invasion of Iraq. They gave his diplomatic efforts to combat terrorism 1.8 out of 10; rated the effectiveness of the Department of Homeland Security 2.9 out of 10; and judged US intelligence changes “poor to fair.” A barrage of experts find Iraq a perfect training ground for Islamic terrorists that will have future repercussions for the US.
The war is bankrupting US social programs. In June, the costs of the invasion and occupation of Iraq reached almost $300 billion with estimates of future costs over $1 trillion. Coupled with ill-advised tax cuts for the rich, the Republican deficit continues to set records, which total over $1 trillion for the past three years. Veterans benefits, highway repair, national forests, low-income food programs and public broadcasting are cut while the real military budget grows to over $560 billion yearly, accounting for half of the federal budget.
Meanwhile, Bush undermines democracy at home. Courts roll back protections taken for granted; police now have to wait only two seconds before bursting into your home for a search; immigrants can be jailed forever; citizens can be disappeared; and warrantless phone taps are an everyday occurrence. Bush’s minions data mine our most personal data. Torture of prisoners is now approved, radio stations can be fined $300,000 for using “bad” words, and the president is above the law-the supreme commander. In Rolling Stone, Robert F. Kennedy Jr.’s exposes the stolen election in Ohio in 2004, raising the question of honest elections.
A neo-con cult uses fear and the destruction of the WTC to support the rich getting richer, selling America’s assets to foreign investors, a Christian theocracy, a US military empire, lower wages and the elimination of environmental, personal and financial protections. Desperate to save their agenda, they pump out propaganda to make people hopeful. The longer we stay in Iraq, the higher the price we’ll pay.
Don Monkerud
Lex writes:
We have always had our covert enemies, but their numbers were few until the 1960s. But then the elite young men who declined to serve in the military during the Vietnam War set out to write a narrative in which they, rather than those who obeyed the call to duty, were the heroes. They have propagated their ideas through the universities, the schools and mainstream media to the point that they are the default assumptions of millions.
Are you referring to the Decider (daddy got him cushy duty in something called the “champaign unit”),our VP (other priorities – 5 deferrments), Tom Delay (too many minorities want in), Rush (butt pimple) or dozens of other prominant neocons that have no qualms about sending other kids off to fight their battles. That must make the chickenhawk Republicans in charge of our government the covert enemies. Really Lex, this line of reasoning is beyond disgusting.
Kerry, Gore and Clinton were the Soviet-financed protestors of the Vietnam era. Their ilk backed George McGovern, drowe the moderates and patriots out of the Democratic Party, and made room for their political ambitions. Now they seek to continue their anti-American mindset in helping our Muslim enemies.
Lex, I scanned the screed that you linked to before deciding that now was a good time to call you a Nazi.
The paranoid Barone rant just confirms my call.
RTH,
I demand that Brad give you a warning for calling me a Nazi. Surely this can’t be civil.
(Just kidding. On this blog, you can call me whatever you want – nothing but words and you probably wouldn’t understand most of them anyway. Now in real life…..)
In “real life” I suggest that you refrain from calling me a terrorist-loving traitor, also, Lexie.
The last four postings have been utter nonesence, and I make this forceful request that you desist from posting anymore of this rubish.
Please attempt to control those primordial urges that compel you to act so grossly immature and perhaps you simians can return to that pathetic existance you call “life” and most kindly leave the rest of us alone.
RTH, consider them gone. In the meantime, what are y’all doing all the way back here in August???
RTH
I think that you should try and use smaller words because I feel that you may not comprehend all you’re writing!
However, since you have, I feel that it’s my need to say that you are unable to grasp the vague concept of an actual argument.
In the future, don’t be so quick to judge.
Oh and by the way, have a great day you terrorist-loving traitor.
RTH
I hope that you are not offeneded by what I have written about you, but I felt that it was something that would lighten your attitute and thus I wrote it.
I am sorry for it all but donnot take it to heart because it’s in my nature. And you can call me a Nazi when ever you feel like it, because frankly I don’t care.
If I want this freindship to last, I better start giving in to you a little, but not to much.
And as to the war in Afganistan, I hate it. What the hell are the Canadian Troops doing there. There is no need for them and they are just getting killed. The PM of Canada should stop being such a dick and pull them out. He has to stop playing with Bush the war munger and do something that will make the USA realize that whatr they are doing is causeing another world war.
Here is the rundown: USA gets blown up on 9/11 and then they decide to hunt Osama down and fail. So then they go after Iraq and invade and kill innocent people and get other countries involved and then North Korea, decides to launch missiles, and say that they are tests, well we all know thats a lie. What they are really doing is testing their new weapons of mass disstruction and I bet they are planning to launch them at Canada and the USA. And then there we go WW3. And the people that didn’t do anything gets screwed.
In my geuss, North Korea will have an “accidential” missile launch and it will cause little damage to the area that it hits in the US and then they will retaliate, and cause China and Russia to fight and then when it’s all over those three countries will be a secondary power in the world and leaving us in Canada to help the world recover from the destruction that the war causes and we will be teh ones that everyone will look up to. Take my word for it.
It’s coming and there is still time to change it for the better.
Hey Lexwolf:
Everything that you have posted about the war in Afganistan, I believ one hundred percent and wish that the war doesn’t continue. Because if it does I too feel that the world will be at war again and I don’t want to be a soldier in the war, fighting. I fell that i would be a great asset to the Canadian Armed Forces, but I don’t want to be someone that killed because I was told to. Istead we should have peace qand drink beer and have fatty foods and make stupid home movies about us jumping off the roof of the house onto a snowman. Or doing something else that is Jack Ass related. Well, there may not be a war, but if there is, I will be there is the front row of the action, fighting for my country and girl (hopefully).
My my, Lexy,
This is getting a tad too emotional for me. Perhaps we would be better discussing the end of human civilization over a beer or two?
And I must say, I do disagree with your hypothesis about Bush’s crazy antics in Iraq. If Bush REALLY wanted a world war, he hardly needs to go about covertly. He has all the power nessecary to olbliterate entire continents at his very disposal. What he’s doing is playing around, because he’s bored and because he can.
Bush is only sitting in the Presidential Toilet Seat for so long, though, and he knows his days are numbered. Bush will not settle to be forgotten in history, mark my words, and he’ll do all in his maniacl power to go out with a proverbial bang.
RTH
I have to say that your prediction does sound reasonable, but there is an error with it.
You say Bush is only sitting in the Presidential Toilet Seat for so long, and that will do something that will mark his place, but what you say basically means the same as me.
He will do something that will have the world remember. However this “thing” that he will do is war. He will cause another war and this will devistate, both USA and the world.
Hey Biff, guess what? I’m not going out with JH anymore. Did you know that? Oh, and I’d stick with CH over BH because of… well, that’s just my advice. Peace out, big guy
PS: that diapers comment is bad paper, bitch.
Well Bobby.
Thanks for your advice but shove it up your ass, till you taste it bud.
It’s my life and I will go after any woman that tickles my fancy, and if it’s CH or BH, then you should say more power to me. Bitch.
I feel sorry for you and JH, but that’s the way things go. So now, you and I can command the singles boat together. Just kidding, I’m captain and owner and soul rider of the boat with a life time membership, that never expires unlike you.
Thanks for the advice, and here’s my advice, try and stop giving people advice.
Oh Biff,
If you only knew. There’s so much time I could save you, but people like you are far too obsessed in their own lives to listen. Of course, a wise man never said, “The best way to learn is the hard way, asshole”
Dawson is a 2 pint asshole with hairy ears and a gay personality. I think he wants you.
Bobby,
You say that I’m lost in my own world but, that’s where you are wrong.
I care about poeple and what is wrong with them. I do have the time to listen and Dawson is an asshole!!!!!!!!!!!
I appologise for my previous comment. I have nothing against the gays, in fact, I know gays who are far more manly than Dawson is. The thing is, Biff, Dawson is a pansey-assed purple monkey lover who can’t even get his own hand.
Oh, and see? You didn’t even hear Kris. You ARE lost in your own world. You really are.
I disagree
I feel that, if the conversation is not involving me i don’t need to listen and when I hear things, I tend to butt in. That’s my reasoning and I don’t give a fuck if yoiu like it or not you fucking fuck bag.
Woah now, cowgirl, easy on the language. We have little eyes amoung us, and I reckon we (gusentite) that shouldn’t be cussing so strongly. Anyway, good luck on whatever girl you choose. I just hope you don’t have to dump them, because the only thing worse than being dumped is having to dump someone you still have feelings for.
Is that what happened to you and JH?
Did she dump you and you had feelings for her or is it the other way around?
And i don’t have to worry about being the one that dumps a person. I’m always the person getting dumped and i know how it feels to get dumped and still having feellings for her, but I have almost got over her, I’m at 99.99% there.
Yeah, it does suck to get dumped. I’ve been dumped seven times 😐 Like, holy FUCK man. HOLY FUCK. And i dumped JH, but it had to be done, you know? well, you don’t know, but take my word. please
good job getting over that girl, too. it’s always hard.
Language doesn’t mean anything to you does it?
And i feel sorry for you. Seven girls, danm, i thought two was bad, but seven, holy shit potatoes. I don’t have anything else to type. Wait, i got something. Nope just kidding.
Yeah, i’m running out of things to type too. And it wasn’t seven girls… it was only 3 girls, but one girl dumped me 4 times. Ohhhhh well shit happens blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.
I’m getting depresed by Kris’ weekend story. I hate that little shit. They had fun for fun, will I can’t get a woman alone. That fucking sucks. Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck. Hold on, i herad something it sounded like someone saying Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck. Damn it Kris you fucker.
If anyone that reads the previous posting I apologize for the rude language that I stated. It was not my intention it was just that my best friend was telling me stuff, about his sex life and well it was hurtful, because he likes to rub it in. That bugger.
On to new buisness. How are you Brad? Me and that K kid were walking around during first wondering what you were doing. When we ran into you, it wasn’t my idea to stop and ask you that question. My idea was to let you and JH alone.
I know what it’s like to be alone and talk to have aprivate conversation and getting ruddly interupted by K kid. It sucks and yet I don’t care.
Last night, I had a thought. I don’t give a crap anymore about finding a girl this year.
Well, I know what you will say, what about CH and BH, but I don’t care. CH won’t be on the art trip so I’m alone in the back and BH will be with you guys and there is no need for me to be around and so I will be by myself. Don’t get compasionate for me or spread rumors to the girls, so that they get sorry for me. Because if you or K does I will so gut you like a fish and I’m not bluffing.
So let me be and everyone will be happy. You are alos thinking that I’m suck a big shit. So let my people go!
Don’t ask!
Anywho, how are things with you?
You do realise, Biff, that it is not in your nature to quit.
I will not patronize you. I will not spread rumours, at the risk of knowing what sushi feels like. Instead Biff, I will cleverly and discreetly persuade you to change your current course of action and get back in the game.
A wise Australian once said, “Go for the gold, mate!” And I strongly believe that these are powerful words to live by. Always go for the gold. Some people will settle for silver, some will attempt to obtain platinum, but neither are any good.
Silver is cheap, weak and common. You do not need silver, although it can be shiny and attract your attention. You must be strong when choosing between the two, and sometimes it can be difficult.
Platinum is overly expensive, yet more common than gold and, if you look closely, doesn’t look nearly as nice. Platinum is far too much work for, in the end, far too little and although it may seem a worthy goal to aspire to, platinum will never be worth your time. And money.
In the end, my pathetic metaphores will no doubt be lost upon you and you will ignore all of my advice, but in the name of good cheer, you cannot say I didn’t try. You’re people are free to leave, but they choose not to.
Don’t ask.
Ha Ha Ha
Very good advice and I know how to use it but sorry there buddy. My mind is made up and when I make my mind up, there is nothing I repeat nothing that can change my mind. Except maybe a good and I mean very good BJ!!
But the odds are amazing and thus I made my mind and thus it’s over.
Ok, seeing as how that topic is closed, lets discuss something else… Like the weather! Or cookies or pancakes or mackeral or sardines or apprictos or Abercrombie and Finch or something.
I like orange giraffes.
Right!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
How ya doin’ buddy!
Guess What?
She paid for the trip today CH, actually paid for the art trip and that means that I will not be alone and I will have a bus buddy.
Monkey Purple Duck Cheese. Oh Jeeze, I sure do like the flatulent flamingos. Holy bat, duckman. Perhaps we should all discuss a ravenous raven and play tiddly-winks with enormous and cogntitive appricots.
That’s right, lets all express out utter discomfort by using obtuse metaphores and unrational cookie recipes.
Okay, here’s how it all went down. Two muffins were sitting in the oven, and one muffin says “Boy, it’s really getting hot. I’m uncomfortable, how about you?” The other muffin says, “Ahhhh! A talking muffin!”
Okay okay, here’s another. A grasshopper hops into a bar and orders a drink. The bartender, taking a second look at the insect sitting infront of him, says to the grasshopper, “Hey, did you know we have a drink named after you?” the grasshopper replies, “What? You have a drink named Steve?”
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! Oh shit, I slay me.
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What was that Superman? I thinks it may bee a bubmble. You know the kind that bounce and boy oh boy do they bounce. I once road a bumble all night long. Something just bit my toe. I hate yellow fish, I like No Fish and what was that the toothfairy or the easter bunny. I thiunks that the Prime Minister is in my head. I hear talking about purple elephants and little green ducks and poop.
I feel that Snata may have come early, I hear the bells. And all the noise and the noise and the noise and they will play with their floop flounders and bounce on their bumble and I have to stop this whole day from coming but how. You want the truth, you had me at hello and boy oh boy, does she have an amazing rack.
Red thingy coming towards the green thingy. And I’m the green thingy. Me go pooppy in my hat and gave to friend and I stepped in dog poo! I wish the Keenmachine would stop, he hurts me, I can’t sleep and I have a funny thing in my pants. It goes wee wee wee and then POP! and hurray and the woman bow and the ducks fly and purple monkeys howl and that person down the table scares me and i went pooppy in her pants and I have a worm that wiggles and I like it a lot.
But what was that, Keenmachine was done and he still scares me and hurts me and I have to give him a pooppy present and i want Ch to sit in places that are not appriate to some but I don’t care and I’m done for now!
Bung Hole, that was the thing that was going around. It’s blue. Green Thingy. Holy Poopman, to the poop cave. Prime Minister in Yellow bakini and dancing on my bed.
Tahw eht kcuf? Who put their finger in my butt! Hamster in condon and man on moon! Fart. Sound like Duck, in wall!
Bar car in far mars. What the poop was that? Sounds like a monkey coughing up a lung and boom the world goes up in smoke and then the derr and the antilope play and seldom is heard and Jepordy is watched every night.
Some where over the cow, where the flies and the bears play all day. The dream that you had once in a coffee cup. Falling asleep on the can and getting touched by the man and I want to shove my size 15 boat up his ass.
Woman are big boobed and I’m in heaven and the world is still burning and the skys are so loudy all day.
Purple Monkeys scare me. Me pee he wee me tea and she cree! People be free from the man. Beware the man! He be powerfully fugly. Pee wee stee wee. Monkey of purple and boat of blue.
Red shoe. Sharp. Looking not you are! and boom and it broke and take me out to the hot dog and i get it and I want it and it works and working now it is. Jack be nimble jack be black jack be drung and jack be flat! Tight and small and red and and small and hungry and tired and full and shoe.
Monkey be horny and monkey be bad monkey be me and monkey be sad. Beat my monkey, he was bad. Prime Minister monkey and president monkey and she males will try and take over the world. You can save the day with the larry laser. I high powered bong that you use to get the hight out of your self.
Monkeys are purple! Fart. Damn ducks! Ghosts are real and one raped me last night. Phone sex rocks and so do the grinches socks. Bakini weenee and meehee behe mehe. I ducked myself. Wind be fast or slow, like the rabbits. Not slow but fast and ready to go. Me bear and me want food. Don’t feed the bears! And don’t poke them with stick, make bear angry and bear eat your liver.
Stoppers de crime and crime pays off if you don’t get caught and then you are rich and a loser. RM<> ready me or read me or real meal or real men wear thongs and pink and hang with it slightly to left.
Goesintight” Damn i wanty me tighty girly! But what about ducks. Frogs are farting. Chipmunk man away with the pizza and fart. Me ne wee mee!
Fan go round like ground be round like hound be found like sound be under mound and man be fat and woman be skinny and me be big and she be tinny and monkeys are in conspiracy to take over my room and angry monkey in closet with coat and phone and le petit fish be hish and me wish he was me and i want me laid tonirrow.
More is less and me be clean and me thinks the poop is hot and steamy and gummble and hummble and wonder bras are the futur and so are purple monkeys and goats with coats and green ham and peas and bell be ringing and horse be hung and woman scream and man fall dead and in my head you are fred.
The zoo be rigged and so be lottery and me thinks that womans are sexy and i touch myself like the man! Basketball be Canadian and so be hockey and so be drinking and so be the bottle opener and so be me and me be Canadian and me better than you and you Canadian like me. SO we equal and equal we are.done be done and world be on fire and i quite and run naked with green goo on me and boom and boom and i happy.
What The Fuck, Mate?
Browm yellow gold blue monkey and dog. Cat be fat and cat be ate at some china place. My hotdog is still is alive and is barking at me and Brad be mean and Brad be keen and monkey be purple.
She ask me and I know nothing and knowing nothing is knowing something, so saying I know nothing means that i know something which is nothing.
Trim be gone and so be fish and me be wene and Nick is a fucking asshole and i may get something on the art trip bitch and damnit it won’t trim and I have a problem and that is I’m alone and lonely and want to get laid now and fish in water and woman in boat and beer in fridge and porn on tv and woman on head and me be happy and me be laid.
I’m gonna write a story about a daring purple monkey and the battle between him and the fire breathing chipmunk.
Once apona time, in a backyard, in Prine Edward County, there lived a brave and daring purple monkey and his lovely wife Jen, who was an amazing, beautiful, soft skined, long legged and dirty browned hair, blue eyed, 38-24-34, tighted assed, well built and must intelligent Canadian girl that you would ever meet.
One day, will the monkey, who has no name, was walking around the house and his wife was playing with a rubber toy. But all the monkey could think about was the chipmunk that was destroying the moonkey’s home town of Picto and how he would enslave the woman and torture the men and how he would screw the lady chipmunks and would fire the males and would pee all over the food and eat all the clothes and would make everyone who wore clothes to go naked.
The monkey was going to stop this evil-doer and save the town and hump his woman before she broke the rubber toy. So he sat in his tree house, eat a banana and was thinking of what he would do to stop the chipmunk from hell.
Many days and nights went by and then weeks and then months and the snow came and melted away and then the rain came and dried up and then it would continue for almost a century and then boom, the monkey snaped out of his little what if, image and started thinking againa nd started to think of his hot and horny, woman that would wearout a rubber toy faster than a car would wearout tires. SO he thought really hrad on the matter and came to one conclusion. He would have to go in the house and screw Jen now, in order to get his head cleared and that is what he didn’t do. Instead he would walk back and forth in the tree house and finally came to solution for the problem and also made holes in the floor and his solution was to ask the chipmunk to leave the town alone and to leave the town and never return.
SO monkey marched to the tree inwhich the evil chipmunk lived and he knocked on the woodnot and the chpmunk ever so slowly stuck hi little head out and said, “May I be any service to you, my purple monkey friend.” Well the monkey stood there and was shocked that the fire breathinh chipmunk was so kind to him and the he heard him say, “would you like a cookie and some milk or how about coming in and watching the porn that i have rented.” Still in shock the mo9nkey said only one thing, “ohhhhhh.”
They sat on the couch and watched the porn and ate cookies and drank beer instead of milk. Then when the chipmink fell asleep, the monkey decided to something that would change his mind and leave the town forever. Your first thought would be that the monkey ass ramed the hipmunk and screwed the shit out of hime, but he didn’t. Instead he painted wiskers on the picture of Julia Roberts and wrote a message that read, and I quoat “Listen you little hornball, I will not stand for any more of this nasty porn watching and town burning shit from you, you little fucker, and I swear that if you don’t leave I will ass ram you.”
The chipmunk awoke and found the note and found the picture and he tought about it and left and agreed never to return. However, the chipmunk failed to mention that he was a chemical engineer and has mastered the ability to clone himself and never said that one of his clones would come back.
And the story has more. For starters the clones did return and not just one, but all 192,998,564,678 clones and the monkey divorced his wife and became a bum and lived in the chipmunks rundown house and sticks his finger up his ass. And well as for picton, everyone got enslved and tortured and are now concidered a nudist colony of bums and rejects.
To everyone who reads this website:
I regreat to inform you that the man that has goes by the name Biff is for lack of a better term an idiot and well, he should be locked up and have the key thrown away and the building deserted and the then the world be left and he be the only person to inhabit the lifeless planet because we would take everything and leave nothing, maybe some food so we can return and laugh at him and feel good about ourselves and remember that he is an idiot and we are smarter.
However, this idea is just an idea and no one will actually lock that knob away and do all that. So in the meantime I will insult him till he changes his ways.
“Biff” you are a know, an idiot and a man that should shot and pissed on and then burned and laughed at and then frozen in cow poo and then defrosted and then be shot by firing squad and the have the entire process started again.
Well, dude or rather Cowboy Rob.
How the hell do you think you are talking to man! I have you know that it was fun in what i wrote and if you don’t like it well then go to hell and have the devil do your so called torture and then you can get fucked by him and have his kids you fuck. I’m a Canadian and I;m not an idiot. If anything, I’m superior to you in every way.
Bitch
I mean who do you think you are. Okay
Hey dude:
In art class i had the chance to get a woman and be happy, but i gave the chance no second thought.
What should I do?
If i go for this one woman what about the rest of the them, i would be neglecting my duty to flurt with them and i can’t handle that, I don’t think.
Help.
Well, Help, I think you have a classic case of “being torn in two.”
On one side, there’s a girl who could very possibly make you happy and feel good on a regular basis.
One the other side, you would be tied down to this one girl, and would not have the same freedom that comes with being single.
You must weigh your options on your hands in mid-air, so people think you are a skitzophrenic freak. Than, you must decide which is more important to you: commitment and a solid relationship, or a floating, day-to-day uncertainty that will never be quenched and leave you thirsting for me.
I hope that helped,
-Jed Clampet
You can pick your nose, and you can pick yout close, so hurry up and pick your girlfriend! ART TRIP!!!!!!!
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You see bud:
The main thing is that I do not know a hellua lot about the girl, that i have a chnace to be with and if i don’t go out with her and remain nuetral and fuck I hate this kind of shit. That’s why i remain single and have fun with everyone and not just one. Fock me, i’m in a pickle. Being bond to the bed and having fun with her and damn, i think i like it.
Wow, hold the phone now mitch don’t go thinking about it, it involves pain.
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Ok.
I agree with the cowpoke. You gotta have a serious talk with the one you want more, and see if she feels the same way. Do this in private, so the other one doesn’t know. Than, if the first one doesn’t feel the same, you have the other to fall back on
Simple.
Well for your info, no i don’t.
What is better than sitting typing shit of utter nonsense and then looking up porn and having fun laughing at dawson and then having you call me a freak of nature, so thank you and have a great day.
This is really cool!
I’m able to insult and trash talk anyone I wish.
Now reading the postings by others, I feel that I may not have anything adequate to say.
But I will try none the less.
To the operator of the website, I say to you that you are one vary ingenious man.
However there is problems with the idea od the website post a note.
For staters, you can have anything written and it doesn’t matter what.
Second: you can have anyone post a note.
Third: there is no limits to there postings.
However there is a problem with a certain individual that is posting notes.
He/she is a stupefied and idiotic and educated at grade two level.
He/she goes by the tittle BIFF.
He/she makes no sense what so ever and he/she propbably shows it.
Lexwolf, RTH and the others have intelligent thought and use there sophisticated vocabulary and their verbal syntex to their advantage but Biff does and I repeat does not show any sign of intelligent thought, vocabulary or syntex.
He/she is a blundering idiot and frankly I feel that he/she should be banned from the website.
He/she talks of useless, and meaningless bull waste and has no real coherent thought and that he/she should learn to use his/her mind to the best of his/her ability and he/she may have something intelligent and meaningful to say and that will be of interest to me and the others that use and read this website.
I leave you now with the idea pondering in your head of what should be done of this BIFF character and I shall return at a later time to see if anyone shares the thought of myself and I abid you adue:)
Ouch man
What the hell man? What the fuck did io to you dude. My friends and I found this site and thought we would give the world a good look at people that have fun and don’t worry about life, shool work, actual work or anything that might be stress to us. So I would like an apology and I wish that you refrin from rudly insulting me.
Spunky,
Here’s a question for you: Do you ever get clostrophobic in that small mind of yours?
Perhaps, in your ranting and raving and “he/she-ing”, you failed to read your own posting:
“For staters, you can have anything written and it doesn’t matter what.
Second: you can have anyone post a note.
Third: there is no limits to there postings.”
I assume, even at your level of cranial deprivation, that you vaguely grasp the concept of free speech. In fact, sixty-six years previous, our soldiers fought and died for this same freedom of speech that I am refering to now.
History lesson aside, I’m certain I need not remind you that, however asinine “Biff”‘s postings may seem, there may also be a proverbial “method behind the madness”.
I believe we should all have the opportunity to ascertain knowledge from our previous mistakes. Just because you’re not aware of something that, obviously, spans far deeper than the hollow crevice of your mind, you should not degrade nor should you so barbarously insult someone before knowing all the details.
I am all for intellectual conversation, but I am also secure enough in myself to let someone express whatever they deem necessary. In the past, If I did not approve, then I would ask Brad to kindly remove whatever rubish may taint this blog. However, I feel Brad has given in to this infantile banter, and instead of putting these fellow humans down, whom obviously intend no harm, I am merely ignoring them and biding my time until a conversation worthy of being called intellectual appears.
See here!
I will give you an apology but frankly I would like to say that what I have posted is true.
You reply to my posting with the most ugliest and most rudest language that I have come across and I wish that you stop with the trash talk and have a normal and INTELLIGENT conversation.
With your posting, I still fail to see any part that reveals any real intellect and any well compiled grammar and thus I still stand by what I have said.
So, here is you’re apology and well I have to say that the others that are trying to bring me down and call me stupid by using those big words like asinine have to try harder.
Well, I have to say that the word use in Ready To Hurl is greatly more advanced than the others but I have to say that even you will have to try harder before you can make me feel small and insignificant.
I do know of the men and woman that have died and I have to tell you that I’m one of those men from the 101st airborne division that was dropped over Normandy and France and that has had a game made after us to remember what we did in the line of duty. “Brothers In Arms: Road to Hill 30″ you may have heard of it and you not have.
We have all made mistakes and we will or have paid and learned for them and I have to say that you protecting BIFF is admirable and a quality to have in a person(s) but still, try harder.
Listen, you say that I may not comprehend the opportunity to ascertain knowledge from our previous mistakes, and that this usability to comprehend spans far deeper than the hollow crevice of your mind, you should not degrade nor should you so barbarously insult someone before knowing all the details. I have the best news for you. I know the opportunities and has for it spanning to far deep in my hollow mind to the point that I can’t grasp it, well, listen here. I have probably forgotten more than you can remember.
Now is there anything else that you have to say. So like previous, I will leave and will return at a later time and see what else a punk like you has to say to an old timer like me, who can deal it just as good as you can.
Well, the people that use this blog, is…well, very interesting and unique people.
Arguing and fighting and rude language use and sarcastic language that underminds and demoralizes this great country of ours.
Well…I may not be the sharpest tool in the shed but that Sex Goddess, knows their stuff.
That person can rip strips off others and have more on reserve and well…even they need work.
To really get the person where it hurts you need to observe their language, in this particular case and then you have a beautiful offensive weapon that will be a bullet to the heart.
Spunky…well, that person has the potential and they try and use it but have not had their abilities developed to their full extent.
And I fail to see the truth behind the statement about how Spunky is a war vet and has a game.
Well…I have to say that you people need to further, grasp the concept of the words that you type and use them in a way that will help you beneficially and will not back fire and make you look like a blundering Idiot.
Spunky tries to hard to break down people and Sex goddess is to fats in trying to help that person and as for the rest their just in it for them.
Lexwolf, talks of matters that effect the whole country and still has the ability to strike down the opposition.
Ready to Hurl has no story. They are the type of person who would pay attention to detail and tries to use figurative language against their enemy. Brilliance is the only thing that will win the war.
Brad, Bud, Capital A, Dave, Bill, Randy Ewart, Marshall Lawson, Spencer Gantt and the others are pawns. People that just help to further demoralize us and try and act like some big shots.
But then Biff, comes and he talks of everything and anything and fails to make sense and takes it to heart when they are called a blundering idiot and they are the type of people that are shy and insecure and are the worst fighter on the field.
Old Wise Jed Clampet. There’s an original name. Gives advice to people and yet demonstrates the mental compacity of a university student and yet they try and use metaphors and similes and other figurative language to make them sound intellectual and well… someone that has no real grip on life. They live day to day and have problems staying focused on one certain problem for very long. They are the type that grows bored quickly and tries and find new and exciting ways to happiness their life.
Lumpy Quadruped, is the type that will use simple language and stabs you in the back before you even started.
All concerns aside. I feel that you people need help. Quick and senseless, sentences and other language. Learn how to stick down the enemy
Once again Sex goddess, has proven a very bright and intellectual woman.
She can bring the heat and get given a run for their money!
If sex goddess says that Biff and Ready to Hurl are cool people and have the intelligence to make themselves viewed as a simplest’s and are fine with that then fine by me!
I have to say that Bootlegger is someone that is full of shit.
I don’t care what the Fuck I type and you can go fuck yourself.
Sorry about that last posting there Bootlegger.
I didn’t mean it, I was still feeling upset about the first posting of yours.
Sorry Dude and have a good day.
Hello, everyone.
I have a funny story for everyone who’s willing to listen. I found this site completly by accident, in fact, I went on http://www.Google.com and typed in “I’m gonna do what Brad is doing” into the search engine box. I clicked on the first site that came up; lo and behold, here I am!
Ok, maybe that wasn’t much of a funny story, but it’s the truth. The truth seems to be something no one respects on this blog, which is slightly annoying, but who am I to judge? I’m new, after all.
I use my real name because I am not scared who knows me and who doesn’t: I stand behind my statements and take responsibility for my words.
All I want to do is cut this random stuff away and start new. Maybe even have an actual conversation or something? Lets pick a controversial issue like STD’s or relationships or perhaps the dropping of the A-Bomb in WWII.
I wont judge you, unless you bring it on yourself, and I wont insult you unless you have it coming. I will stand up for my beliefs.
BTW, I think I’d like to get to know Sex Goddess a little better 😉
Biff here and I agree with Brad Kuipers.
Time has come to drop the crap and start having those actual conversations that Brad would like to have.
My real name is MItchel Whiteman and if anyone know me and hate me then more power to you and if you don’t know then do you have something coming to you.
I’m one person that will cut through the crap and tell you what I think of you and that causes me to get in trouble.
So Brad Kuipers, what would you like to talk about?
The sky is the limit and watch out for sex goddess. She might get romantically attached to you.
Well, like I said before. Biff is a blundering idiot, and someone who will always take things in the wrong way.
What I meant with the posting is that I would like you to talk normal, and I see that the others of the blog feel the same.
And I also see that you are starting to go by your first name. Bad move. People can use your name and that could cause you and Brad Kuipers to get in trouble with the law and I hate to see that happen to you guys.
Sex goddess would like to get to know me a little better and she (if you are a she) would like to know ASL.
Well… my age is 23 and my location is Vancouver, British Columbia and I live in an apartment in the downtown area.
I have avoided the sex or gender part of the question because, the answer that I will give you, well… may come as a bit of a shock.
Legally, I’m a male, but when I was first born I was a woman.
So, there. I hope I haven’t hurt you. I’m fine with the way that I am and so is my boyfriend. We meet will I was on vacation in Nova Scotia and at that time I was a woman, but I was already in the process of becoming a man and he didn’t care and I wish that we can continue this talking here and hopefully meet one day and see each other for the first time. Why you may ask? Because I feel that you are intelligent and that we can have very interesting and in-depth conversations about life.
Thank you Biff or rather Mitchell Whiteman for the apology and yes I can understand what you would have gelt with the posting. Sorry.
Maybe we all can have very interesting and intellectual conversation, me, you and Brad and Sex goddess, who by the way I don’t know your name. I’m Rico. No last name for now. Who are you? And yes I’m of Spanish decent and I have lived in Mexico.
So please respond to me and maybe tomorrow we can do this again.
Holy fuck, “Rico”, you are one fucked character. Like, what the hell man? Stop sitting on the fucking fence and choose a gender already! I refuse to acknowledge you in any way, because I strongly disagree with what you’re doing to yourself. Fuck man, you were born a women, so you were meant to BE a fucking women. Why change who you are?
Mitch, Brad, I wouldn’t hesitate to grace any conversation you may have with my insights and experience, if you’ll allow it.
Okay guys, things are getting really weird. This site is increasingly making me want to shoot myself in the lung with a low caliber weapon, so I can slowly bleed to death, and perhaps, by some immense grace of God, the pain will overpower the psychological anguish this blog causes. First we had two immature simians screwing around and things went rapidly downhill from that point. Next, we had a character who, by all apperance, escaped from a mental institute and was ODing on some serious medication. Now we have people pretending to “use their real names” (cough bullshit) and a guy with a sex/identity crisis.
Please Brad, Mitch (if that IS your real name) I’d like to have a decent conversation. Can you save this blog?
Haha hey guys, this is alot like MSN eh? Except it’s not instant messaging, but neither is the MSN on my computer 😛
So, let’s talk about world hunger. Mitch? RTH? Lexy?
Holy crap lexwolf, what the hell is your problem, man or woman.
It’s Ricos’ life and he can be what ever he or she wants. No need to use the violent language.
Where did you get the idea that you can insult someone for their choises in life.
And sex goddess wha the fuck. Brad is not attached to me and as for Spunky, he will only be back when I write something for him. Spunky and I are one in the same.
Very convincing, wasn’t I.
Listen, “Mitch”,
Don’t talk to me unless you can somehow prove you’re intelligent enough. By taking “Bootlegger’s” side, you have unanimously proved your stupidity beyond any doubt that any person on this blog might have once had. Bravo.
Obviously you are both, “Sex Goddess” and “Mitch Whiteman”, in such a state of perpetual ignorence that you cannot plainly see “Bootlegger” is a fake. Well, a fake to you, anyway. To me, he’s the real thing: A self conscience, attention seeking little bitch.
Oh, and before you self-righteous assholes try and come to the aid of “poor Bootlegger”, I’d like to advise you not to waste your time. Until an argument or discussion of decent timbre, I will not respond, nor give you the benefit of even reading whatever simple-minded arguement you may concoct in your pathetic minds.
Bomb shell Time.
Well, DOn’t I have news for you, you little fucking cunt. I may have news you horse humping bitch. You can call me an idiot and what not, but I have more brains in my dick than you have in your fucking whole body.
And so what if I side with Bootlegger and the rest and not you. You know that I’m Biff, Mitch and Spunky, and Natdog. But you should know that I made the whole thing up about Bootlegger and you bought it you dumb fuck.
You fell into my trap and now, the others and I are going to rip you apart.
Hahaha You suck Lexy-Poo! Ok, you brought this on yourself, compadre. I can’t believe you fell for that. What a loser!
I have no comment at this time. Neither side seems credible, and thus I am reluctant to take a side altogether. Please sort this out among yourselves.
Hey guys, lets try and have a real conversation without tearing at each other?
I really think it’s cool that Brad left this blog, eh? THIS IS OURS! Actually think about it, ok? Think: We can do anything. This is now OUR blog! We won! The only person we gotta get rid of now is Lexwoth
You all disgust me. I’m infinitely smarter than any one person on this blog, and it shows. Strongly. I had the initiative to find out at what times these postings were being sent, and I can assure you that we are on at the exact same time, although in different times zones.
Although I don’t feel you can possibly grasp that concept with your neandrathal-like limitations, I tell you this only to prove I am not nearly as stupid as you dare to assume. I know, for a fact, that between two males and one female, most likely adolescences of roughly fifteen years of age. Close? I’ve got more.
I know that Brad Kuipers, Bobby Ore, Jed and Cowboy Rob are all the same person, one of Mitch’s accomplishes. RTH used to be a real person, but his name has been desecrated by you perverted fiends.
This used to be a decent blog, but it is true: Brad has abandoned it. And so have I.
Goodday.
Okay Lexwolf. The time has come for you and me to settle this whole verbal war once and for all.
You now know the truth, but just so you know that I was a man and will die a man. Bitch.
Now, you say that lack intelligence and that in order for you to have a conversation I will have to acquire knowledge and a sophisticated verbal library for you to have any challenge and here is my attempt to totally kick the shit out of you and make you put your foot in your mouth and walk away.
You try and say that I have unanimously proved my stupidity beyond any doubt that any person has on the blog.
Okay.
Now, here is what I think of you and the way that you should be thought of.
You are for, beyond a reasonable doubt an asinine person and you have the guile to use you brain to the best of your ability, but I fail to see how you can get me with the cheap word use.
You call me stupid and I accept that for what I say, but you show that you are cretinous and need more reforming and more intelligence quotient in order to out do me and Brad on this blog.
What else can I say, ah yes. How about the fact that what Kuipers had said. We won and now you have left and we have won this blog for us and we did not desecrated RTH’s name by us perverted fiends. We may be perverted, but we are not afraid of our sexuality and have got in touch with our sexual soul and now that you have proven that you have not got in touch with yours, I pity you. But not to the extent of giving you crap but rather more the stuff that you need.
My advice to you, is take a vacation from the western side of the country and come to the east and have a good time in one of the big cities in either Canada or USA and then, go to the slut district and find a good woman or man, what ever and get laid. Then when you return to your pathetic life, buy new clothes and go out on the town.
You really need to get out of you one bedroom apartment and stop playing on the computer like a stereotypical nerd and become one with the rest of civilization. There is more to life than the computer. Go hiking or biking or swimming or anything that would require you to be outside and not just outside your door to get the mail, and newspaper.
When you realize that the world is passing you by and that you need the love of a good person, you will be alone an d hurt. Yes I’m an adolescent but, you were wrong, 17 almost 18 would be the correct age of me and the rest that you like to insult.
And for another point of interest, porn is not the answer. Why? Because it’s not the real thing. Masturbating, is a healthy thing but, there is no substitute for the real thing.
I feel sorry that you would abandoned this blog and that you would give up after demonstrating actual intelligence and what was the point. Your leaving and now we have no new person to talk to and have civilized conversation. But since you will no longer post on the blog, you shouldn’t worry about what is posted and what will be said about you and if you have anything further to say, you got about two hours and I will be expecting a response and if you do, what would be of interest to you to talk and have an intelligent conversation about. War? Politics? Social problems? Economy? History? Geography? What about global warming? Or what about the weather.
Forget about the above crap and I sincerely apologize for what I have said about you. And by the way, I haven’t had a good day. So sorry and have a good life.
Heed my advice.
You know something guys………… this isn’t fun anymore. Insulting, and trash talking and writing back and forth to each other and trying to sound stupid or intelligent or what ever. I think that I may stop doing this all together and try and find some new way of having fun.
Later 🙁
Have you ever been let down? Can you remember, the exact moment, the exact feeling? Have you ever been really excited, had the suspence build up in eager anticipation, only to have your hopes dashed upon the rocky shores of reality?
I have, my friends. By a fluke chance, I have stumbled upon this blog, this failing, dying, crumbling blog, and I have chosen to vent my feelings on it.
I found the perfect song for my girlfriend and I. This song is a reflection of my deepest feelings for her, and I could not possibly express my love verbally with more finesse and absolute perfection. She blew past it, like it didn’t matter to her. Ah, I know she means well, but how my heart burns so cruelly, and with such powerful yearning for her to understand.
Peace Out.
Great idea Brad – quite frankly I’ve gotten pretty tired of having to skip through all the trashy stuff so I haven’t been coming here much!! You’ve got my support – and after all….it’s your blog, right!? 🙂
Yes, Annee. You’re absolutely right.
Did you see the horrible news about today’s Miami shootings with the masked gunman?