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@Treenbeen If that forum is gonna treat you like shit, then just leave that forum and make your stay here. You're a Kiwi now.
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@Treenbeen If that forum is gonna treat you like shit, then just leave that forum and make your stay here. You're a Kiwi now.
He ignored mine.Apparently, I was too passive aggressive.
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"Never should have made bridges with them Treenbeen.Destroyed ten years worth of a community very quickly."![]()
HSMOF: All of your less-than-lovely behaviors can be traced directly to you, only you, no one but you.
Blah, blah, blah. Sing it again, H.S., one more time.
(Link to Marilyn Monroe's "I Wanna Be Loved By You" here)
No, sorry, it doesn't wash. Whenever I talk about how I lived it up in college, how I had complete and utter control of my life and was master of my own domain, I get told I really wasn't, and that they were really in charge, calling the shots, making the rules, and insisting I obey them. But when something goes wrong, it's my fault? How does that logically begin to make sense?
Sure, I made a few mistakes on The Herald here and there, but by about November I'd sort of evened out. I cut back my office hours drastically, was promoted to "research" for my work on a special project, and I'd found my niche writing columns. For my efforts I got more mail and gifts than any of the other staffer that semester. I firmly believe my co-workers were jealous of all the attention I was getting...or possibly worried that my style was attracting the wrong sort of readers. Either way, that's when the tall poppy effect came in. They decided I was gathering too many moonbeams in my jar--hence, the whole phony plagiarism charge. You people have said so yourself-- the charge sounds mighty fishy and they just wanted me gone for personal reasons, but were too bumbling and passive-aggressive to simply ask me to step down.
To imply that you cannot get over whatever programming going to college put you through also implies that you're severely mentally challenged.
If you eventually "get over" programming, it wasn't very good programming, now was it?
Drunkenness, drug abuse, and hazing rituals are part of the college experience all over the world.
Oh, well, that's a real selling point. Not exactly something they put in those lovely full-color brochures, is it? "Come to F.U. We'll treat you like filth and charge 5 Gs a semester for the privilege." And besides, it seems like it'd be a lot easier and more direct to tell someone, "Hey, you're not really working out here, why don't you just pack up and go home" than to sit around and dream up a bunch of convoluted schemes to scare them off. What are you going to do, Charlie from across the hall, put on a rubber mask and act like old man Jenkins trying to scare the tourists away from his farm? Rev up the Mystery Machine and break out the Scooby snacks--we 've got a case, gang. It amuses me to think some guy tried that door lock "prank" three different times, and all he wound up with was frustrated as hell and about 97 cents poorer. Of course I'm not learning any lesson here. How are you supposed to stop the disruptive, offensive behavior you so resent when your actions actually serve to foster more of it, thereby only exacerbating your resentment? Progressiveism: forever at cross-purposes with itself.
Doesn't affect others the way you allege it affected you.
Oh, I think it does, but most just won't admit it out of fear of repercussion, or because they don't want to seem weak. Which is why these people get away with it.
...Dr. Merk made it pretty clear that it was you who couldn't tell the difference between a printer and a photocopier.
Um...pssst, they come bundled together in the same unit now. Of course, this was 1996, when most of the high schools here were still using typewriters, most of the new Herald writers, like myself, had to be taught to operate the computers and printer in the office. The copy machine was a monster that took up half a room, was jealously guarded, and had to be kept under lock and key so the fumble-fingered newbies wouldn't break it. So of course I wasn't that familiar with the copy machine.
ASU and the Doc essentially tell us that you were an unwelcome, loudmouthed, insufferably vulgar, helplessly incapable social pinworm with disgusting table manners who nobody liked and would actively avoid or haze. Are you saying that you agree with this?
No, that goes without saying. First of all, Doc Murky and ASU are clearly the same person. Think about it: they have same style of writing, they joined the forum within about a week of one another, and they seem to know an awful lot about my old alma mater. This clearly breaks a rule about sockpuppeting, does it not...? Secondly, I don't believe ol' Murky even talked to anyone from A-State, because he named no sources, gave no direct quotes, and said things no reputable journalist would say. Even if libel wasn't a concern, he pretty much made the Herald editorial staff sound ineffectual and incompetent. Of all the questions he could have asked, why about my buttons? Especially since I mentioned that myself here on this forum somewhere. But you believe him without question because he says everything you want to hear. Even if we're saying the exact same thing, you accuse me of lying but swallow his blah-blah without question. Case in point:
In my day we didn't take girls out on formal dates. If we liked her and she liked us, we slipped off into a broom closet or a bathroom stall somewhere and fooled around. It was the nineties; things were simpler then.
Girls [at ASU] were no different from girls anywhere else in the US. ... You didn't have to "date" to get laid...
The first was me; the second, ASU. Let's admit it: 1997 progressivism was very different from 2015 progressivism. If a millennial liberal of today were to hop into a time machine, pop back 19 years, and bring a Gen-X Clinton-loving leftie here to the present, the two would be utterly appalled by one another. The 2015 progressive would say that the 1997 progressive was a pig who used women and didn't respect them or care about their rights in the least. The 1997 progressive would lament that the 2015 progressive's ideas wrecked a once-booming economy and gutted a military that was the envy of the world.
By the way, if you're reading this, pal, do yourself a favor: stick to reminiscing about the good old days at A-State and knock off the wildcat speculations about my family. You were way off base trying to blame me for my brother's drug addiction. That was Dale's fault, and one of the many, many, many reasons I have vowed revenge on him.![]()
Also, apparently this site is a propaganda factory now.
So wait, he's reading every one of our responses, but he's too much of a pissy pants baby to come reply directly? He just tapes his posts to the walls of his hugbox and goes "SO THERE!"?
So wait, he's reading every one of our responses, but he's too much of a pissy pants baby to come reply directly? He just tapes his posts to the walls of his hugbox and goes "SO THERE!"?
He prefers diarrhea so you're ok.So wait, he's reading every one of our responses, but he's too much of a pissy pants baby to come reply directly? He just tapes his posts to the walls of his hugbox and goes "SO THERE!"?
Oh shit I probably turned him on by calling him a pissy pants baby...
You know, sometimes I feel sorry for Icky. He's inevitably going to die alone, unloved, probably ill from the untreated mold growing in his bedroom, filled with bitter hate and regret. His passing will go unmourned and overlooked by all but a scant few: those of us who find his incompetence fascinating and his asspatters at AJM. His grave will likely go unattended, grow as unkempt as everything else in his life, and probably be vandalized. The truest representation of a life that was never truly lived.
...Then I read some of the hateful dribble that pours out of his mouth like water from a damaged faucet and all that goes away.
I think we would all pity him except for the fact that he continues to stalk and harass people whose only offense was to cross in path in life. That behavior makes him deserving of everything he gets.
Thank you, sincerely. I appreciate that. I need to branch out on this forum some more, haha.
I say this knowing full well that they'll just point at it as more evidence of our "divisive" nature, but here goes: if something like this, an obvious shithead in your midst, is enough to break apart a community, then perhaps it deserves to die. I admit, I'm kind of biased because here on the farms we have a system for dealing with divisive elements (namely, we expect it, NAY, crave the spergery) but to a forum like that, without a proper system in place for dealing with miscreants? All you have to fall back on is the love for one another, which honestly seems to be lacking in a major way.![]()