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On Friday, August 7, 2020 at 12:59:04 AM UTC-4, slider wrote:
On Fri, 07 Aug 2020 04:13:13 +0100, thang ornerythinchus
You're 65 right? Same age as me, born in 1955? Correct?
Lived in Wandsworth or Tooting some considerable time ago? Like in
the hippie era? Plenty of dope and acid around then, I should know :)
And you are Irish aren't you? Some of your siblings born there,
unlike you?
Or am I barking up the wrong tree?
woof woof :) let's be friends puppy boi...
### - friends eh? + fyi am only half-irish and was born here in london...
but just why these rather trifling personal details are so important to
you seems daft really?
Never under estimate your opponent
it's like you imagine you're now in some kind of
position of strength compared to before, when, in reality, none of it
makes even one iota of difference to the subject of the debates/arguments we've previously exchanged nor their current outcomes?
Sounds like you think walking backwards off a cliff
hurts less than running full speed ahead straight forward.
your mistake all along (like jeremy) being to try and make 'any' of the things we've attempted to discuss, personal?
Everything is personal to you.
i mean, wtf has me smoking or
not, or drinking or not, or even being irish got to do with anything whatsoever?? nada! it's got nada to do with say global warming for
instance, has it??
Typical tangential confabulate,
next comes the 3-5 paragraph "WALL OF JELLO"
my opinion(s) & pov hasn't changed, and can't be coerced into changing
either
You don't have a POV, all of your ideas are borrowed.
Were you to have an original thought it might kill you.
lest i would have to deny my own life experiences,
A prisoner in your house is a sad tale.
and even if
somehow you 'could' coerce me it wouldn't then be my honest opinion
anymore and so what would be the point of that?? it's not like that would then make your version correct or anything!
Right and wrong are for children and old women.
He doxxed you and your not clever enough to dox him back.
that this was the whole problem with jeremy,
He's not here to debate your deflection.
I don't remember you losing a bet to Jeremy.
I don't remember you refusing to pay a debt to Jeremy
in the sense that he didn't
have enough 'ammo' to back up his arguments intellectually and so
resorted, time & again, to mere slander & invective at the point of
failure,
You lost every argument by doing what you did above.
Foisting yourself on your own petard with tangential psychobabble.
Example: How does that change Mickey Rourkes addiction to plastic surgery. Maybe Robert Diniro reminds him of the guy who molested him as a child,
and Mickey doesn't squabble over masturbating to Nelson Mandela reading
Rimbaud out while Camus watches (add psycho) hehehe weird INNIT.
something which did anything 'but' prove his points, if not
actually being a tacit admission of his failure to do so!
He walked away when it became obvious your impaired.
In your mind you fought titanic battles to absolute victory.
To the outside reader... "YOU WERE NEEDY... REENACTING TRAUMA"
as such, he ended up just continually trying to prove me wrong in some fashion or another,
See leave it there.
any fashion!
Instead you don the hyperbole of your opponent is M.A.D.
But not you, lord knows your the sanest person you've ever met.
it didn't even seem to matter 'how'
exactly if only he could find some flaw in 'anything' i was
saying/suggesting lol, him literally + inanely then routinely
contradicting absolutely everything i then said haha, it was actually
quite ridiculous? :)))
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thus i ended up calling him disingenuous because he obviously had no intention whatsoever of actually 'discussing' anything whatsoever heh,
Your psycholical assessment of your own personality disorder.
You didn't even remember CRSD move back to Cali from Arizona
so absorbed are you in the fictional portraits of external
people you create in your chess board mind.
all
he ever wanted to do was to cuss me off at any/every opportunity no matter the subject matter lol, until he was basically talking gibberish!
I don't remember him doing anything but lambasting your stupidity.
You would bait and goad him and if he had time to spare he'd smack
your nose with a rolled up news paper. Then you'd act chaotic and retreat.
now you & i can only go one of 2 ways thangs, especially considering our past?
That's an all or nothing perfectionist failure binding.
In this game there are no rules, no winners, no losers.
Your entire reality is based on being a good cyber wife.
But your little nestlings are dependent on ADC and the
outlet it provides
i.e., we can discuss 'anything' until the cows come home no problem! (i do
so love an intelligent debate!)
Your in desperate need of a fix.
but it HAS to be in the 3rd-party ok?
Wishful thinking sport.
whereas if it's going to just be about you or me personally etc then am
just not interested... i wont indulge you!
Like you pretend to kill file people.
we will also have to have a fair rule... i.e., that just as soon as one person (or the other) lapses into slander/invective in any form other than jokingly
You've gone insane from fear old son.
(i don't mind jokingly such as calling each other cunts and stuff
haha) then it will be accepted that that particular debate has just been
lost to the one 'being' slandered!
No winners, no loser, no up, no down, no right, no wrong.
iow: none of the 'personal' stuff matters whatsoever afaic, am not even remotely interested in things of that nature,
You made it personal, he responded.
A lot of greedy fuckers know you Brian.
You played all in for the whole pot on a bluff and got called.
personal things having nada
to do with the whatever subject matter in-hand that's under discussion, therefore someone deviating onto that has basically run out of
intellectual ammo to continue the debate with, see? they've effectively conceded the whatever debate!
It stopped being a debate a long, long, time ago Hailsham Ave.
that it thus takes a certain amount of 'discipline' to keep 'self' out of
the equation?
No it takes a borderline personality with no authentic self.
Your as empty as the day your mother caught you diddling the boy.
She should have admitted it was her mistake you got diddled as a kid.
Not accepting blame is an intergenerational tragedy that led to a
life of seclusion, only feeling safe to venture out after midnight.
and if ya can't do that then it's better we don't even start coz it'll
just end up (as always, yawn) with a bunch of dumb name-calling that
doesn't go anywhere...
Oh it went somewhere, it went all the way this time.
You ended up prattling on about resentments and vendetta's
from sixteen years ago. You got hammered, you lost everything
in some naive, infantile belief that you were the master of the world.
so now then... what would ya like to talk about? :)
Let's talk about your sex life with children.
According to your fellows your on the registry still.
(and am only going to give ya a couple of shots at this btw, or will just have to put you back in the ignore-list again: sit you back the naughty-chair? haha) ;)
Your like a character starring in a movie in his own head.
Except the mask was ripped off, and your life trashed.
Now you've rebuilt and your baiting and goading someone
to trash you all over again. That's the pathology of failure.
You need an excuse. Being nice and civil to your acolytes in
the dream cult is to much for your disorder to bear or carry.
we'll soon see if we 'can' be friends huh...
Are you giving out candy Mr. Ahern.
Is the candy in your pocket Mr. Bri Bri.
I like candy, and it takes me a long long time to find it , hehe gigitty giggle.
or at least act as such...
am genuinely curious to know :)
You are incapable of genuine.
You are a collage of people you think you understood.
There is no Brian Ahern on Hailsham Avenue in Brixton.
There is a corpse who claims to be him,
but the real Brian died a long time ago.
The questions now are much deeper and answered only by time.
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