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So, I had a helluva Sunday morning. I'm going to lay it out for you, from the beginning, so you can see why it's important I'm devoting an afternoon to this mess.
Now, because this is a story about Twitter, it will involve Tweets. But I hate reading stories where the tweets interrupt the flow, so I will be paraphrasing a lot of this to save time.
Last night some weird dude Tweets me - in CAPS. I don't know why crazy people don't see that typing in CAPS reveals their seething instability, but I guess that's a circular argument one can never escape from. Anyhoo, He calls me a wannabe "f*ckface." No big deal. I retweet it with a comment, "mom, we've had this discussion."
I continue drinking into the stormy night at a local steakhouse. I go to bed. While I'm asleep, some dude (dudette?) on Twitter pretending to me, with a fake account, tweets to the creepy all-CAPS dude...calling him a "******."
The Twitter account is obviously fake: he has a handful of followers and a handful of tweets - all of them nonsense (or more nonsensical than mine). But sensing a glorious opportunity to destroy me, the all-CAPS dude vows he's going to ruin my life by spreading that tweet everywhere.
And he sets out to do so, with great zest, and quite effectively.
Sunday morning, I wake up, and look at my laptop - there are three "Google alerts," telling me something. I hate Google alerts, but I also love them. In a way, they're like children.
Sadly, he hasn't had any since starting work on The Five as time is apparently short with two shows. But he still found time for his yearly music post.
I always check it out and find some music I wouldn't ever discover. And sometimes, some I could still live without. But I enjoy others thoughts as I listen to a little bit of everything and enjoy finding new artists.
This post is strictly to ease the shame of an otherwise incredibly embarrassing thread.
How is it even possible to create a thread dedicated to a shock-jock, and have a single solitary contributor FOR OVER A YEAR? Not a chuckle. Not a "right on". Not a "that's horrible". Not a peep.
Also, isn't an unheard* of shock-jock its own special circle of heck? I'll ask Virgil next time I see him.
* At least I've never heard of him.
I think Pringles original intention was to make tennis balls... but on the day the rubber was supposed to show up a truckload of potatoes came. Pringles is a laid-back company, so they just said, "**** it, cut em up!" - MH
This post is strictly to ease the shame of an otherwise incredibly embarrassing thread.
How is it even possible to create a thread dedicated to a shock-jock, and have a single solitary contributor FOR OVER A YEAR? Not a chuckle. Not a "right on". Not a "that's horrible". Not a peep.
Also, isn't an unheard* of shock-jock its own special circle of heck? I'll ask Virgil next time I see him.
* At least I've never heard of him.
If you have never heard of Greg Gutfeld, which is understandable I had never heard of him before SubGod started this thread, why claim he is a “shock-jock”? That is reference to certain radio personalities, right? Read what he writes and if you have a problem with it say so. I don’t think you should so cavalierly pass judgment on an individual when you are not familiar with him.
Furthermore, it is rather petty to attempt to demean SubGod. It appears you are too familiar with Virgil – go back to reading The Divine Comedy.
This thread never created a lot of discussion, but I've recieved a number of PMs thanking me for posting.
Greg is hardly a shock-jock. He brings humor into making his points, and when he has no points, he has humor.
I could say the same about the Royals threads. I've been thanked by a number of people for posting the information and articles. Just because it doesn't always create a ton of discussion, doesn't mean it's for nothing. It's been appreciated by enough people for me to continue to post them and I will.
Had Maggie not quoted and responded, I never would have had a clue as to what was said.
This post is strictly to ease the shame of an otherwise incredibly embarrassing thread.
How is it even possible to create a thread dedicated to a shock-jock, and have a single solitary contributor FOR OVER A YEAR? Not a chuckle. Not a "right on". Not a "that's horrible". Not a peep.
Also, isn't an unheard* of shock-jock its own special circle of heck? I'll ask Virgil next time I see him.
* At least I've never heard of him.
I also had not heard of him. I do enjoy reading and have told @SubGod22: such.
I do not understand how this thread hurts or bothers you. Especially if you have never heard of him, who are you to judge? Try reading some. I do not agree with all of them, but it does cause me to evalute my position, which i think is his goal. I read very few politcal threads, and post on fewer. I stay away from them as my opinion differs from many.
If this thread bothers you so much to call out a fellow poster in such a way, that says more about you than him. Especially one that has as many posts and has EARNED the respect of many people on here.
So, if I create a thread for the purpose of sharing links to Dennis Leary's* writings and I'm the sole contributor to that thread for well over a year, no one here would find that remotely whack-a-doodle? C'mon, people. Which one of you is Rod Searling? Take off the masks. I wanna see.
Also, I got a bunch of PM's from somebody's mom (I'm a gentleman and won't say whose, and I certainly won't repeat what she said) thanking me for being here, and, well, just being me. I'm way more adorable than most and sharper than a pistol.
Look, this here's the internets and you will do what you want. I can't stop you. However, next time you see some 300lb Betsy strolling through the state fair grounds with funnel cake in one hand, a turkey leg in her other hand, grease dripping from her chins, elbows, and eybrows, and a brace of fried Twinkies squirrelled away under her armpit; think of this thread.
You can't stop her and she's not really bothering anyone, but seriously what the heck is going on?
*I just picked someone who is actually funny and trades on being outrageous... and making people think, I guess.
I think Pringles original intention was to make tennis balls... but on the day the rubber was supposed to show up a truckload of potatoes came. Pringles is a laid-back company, so they just said, "**** it, cut em up!" - MH
I suspect that mostly you enjoy hearing someone say things closely aligned with what you already believe, but stated in a cocksure manner that you admire and find entertaining. Perfectly normal.
I think Pringles original intention was to make tennis balls... but on the day the rubber was supposed to show up a truckload of potatoes came. Pringles is a laid-back company, so they just said, "**** it, cut em up!" - MH
So, if I create a thread for the purpose of sharing links to Dennis Leary's* writings and I'm the sole contributor to that thread for well over a year, no one here would find that remotely whack-a-doodle? C'mon, people. Which one of you is Rod Searling? Take off the masks. I wanna see.
Also, I got a bunch of PM's from somebody's mom (I'm a gentleman and won't say whose, and I certainly won't repeat what she said) thanking me for being here, and, well, just being me. I'm way more adorable than most and sharper than a pistol.
Look, this here's the internets and you will do what you want. I can't stop you. However, next time you see some 300lb Betsy strolling through the state fair grounds with funnel cake in one hand, a turkey leg in her other hand, grease dripping from her chins, elbows, and eybrows, and a brace of fried Twinkies squirrelled away under her armpit; think of this thread.
You can't stop her and she's not really bothering anyone, but seriously what the heck is going on?
*I just picked someone who is actually funny and trades on being outrageous... and making people think, I guess.
You captured the whole idea….wow.
Yeah, that’s super….what you write is “amusing” in my judgment – but hold on……no references to Milton, or Dante, or St. Aquinas? Nothing in Latin? Pour soul.
You can take issue with many things – but you picked the wrong fight.
Thank you. I've always been proud of my reduction skills.
Yeah, that’s super….what you write is “amusing” in my judgment – but hold on……no references to Milton, or Dante, or St. Aquinas? Nothing in Latin? Pour soul.
St Aquinas? Get real, girl. Never trust a man from Carthage (that's an adage, isn't it?). Actually, I've always found his writings overly apologetic for my tastes. Original sin means never having to say you're sorry, in my book. As for Confessions, I'm happier curling up with my DVD collection of Gossip Girls. Same idea. Hotter chicks.
You can take issue with many things – but you picked the wrong fight.
Why does everything have to be a fight? I don't think that was ever intended. Don't be such a girl.
Sorry SubGod…..
Despite the alliteration (normally a good thing), this is not a particularly snappy nickname.
I think Pringles original intention was to make tennis balls... but on the day the rubber was supposed to show up a truckload of potatoes came. Pringles is a laid-back company, so they just said, "**** it, cut em up!" - MH
Thank you. I've always been proud of my reduction skills.
St Aquinas? Get real, girl. Never trust a man from Carthage (that's an adage, isn't it?). Actually, I've always found his writings overly apologetic for my tastes. Original sin means never having to say you're sorry, in my book. As for Confessions, I'm happier curling up with my DVD collection of Gossip Girls. Same idea. Hotter chicks.
Why does everything have to be a fight? I don't think that was ever intended. Don't be such a girl.
Despite the alliteration (normally a good thing), this is not a particularly snappy nickname.
You have a few “skills” but recognizing sarcasm appropriately doesn’t appear to be one of them (also self-reflection and pride seem to be a weak points). Your understanding of Catholicism also reveals a thin veneer (and I am not Catholic, by the way). I once, many years ago, thought as you did (“original sin means never having to say you're sorry" - appeared reasonable to me based on my own observations). But that changed over time.
My advice, such as it is, dispense with logical fallacies, try not to wade into strange waters, and refrain from belittling people for no apparent reason.
You have a few “skills” but recognizing sarcasm appropriately doesn’t appear to be one of them (also self-reflection and pride seem to be a weak points).
Perhaps I expect sarcastic comments to be clever, not simply lazy dismissive retorts. You really should be more careful. It doesn't have to be obvious, but it should be clever.
Your understanding of Catholicism also reveals a thin veneer (and I am not Catholic, by the way). I once, many years ago, thought as you did (“original sin means never having to say you're sorry" - appeared reasonable to me based on my own observations). But that changed over time.
I was simply making a joke about the frequently misunderstood relationship between apologetics (Aquinas wrote quite a few) and the word apologize in its modern common usage. Apologies, I did not intend to touch one of your nerves. Please do not take my attempt at humor as a serious position statement. (Personally, I thought that "never trust a man from Carthage" would be a dead give away that the remainder was tongue-in-cheek. But whatever... you apparently are the master of humor in this thread.)
My advice, such as it is, dispense with logical fallacies, try not to wade into strange waters, and refrain from belittling people for no apparent reason.
Ok. ;-)
I think Pringles original intention was to make tennis balls... but on the day the rubber was supposed to show up a truckload of potatoes came. Pringles is a laid-back company, so they just said, "**** it, cut em up!" - MH
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