I would contest that " mental development " is a byproduct of a soul.
and that those things without mental development, do not have souls.
ta da.
August 31, 2002
first and foremost -
you'll noticed the general tone of the board has changed from squabbles between individuals to a general place for people to answer eachother's questions. As it was intended, and although I do not take full credit for the occurance - I would appreciate it further if it continues and everyone else posts questions they want answers to as well. and now, to continue to my responses!
1. No, I do not believe babies, fetuses, or my sperm have souls. I believe a " soul " is not necissarily something that one " has " or " is born with " or " grows up with " - I dont believe it is exactly a " thing " so we cannot apply " thing properties " to that which isnt. I believe the first initial part of " having a soul " would be self-realization. " I am me " or " I am " or even " am " - which is the catalyst for having a soul. One can go as far as saying that " James is me " is self-realization. To have a name, and to understand that " the name means more than a moniker to get my attention, but rather a reference to ME " - two points, one that children are somewhat like animals in the sense that they have low cognitive skills. true. And you may all be rushing to say : " WHEN I CALL SPOT HE COMES BECAUSE HE KNOWS THAT HIS NAME IS SPOT! " to which I will reply rather easily this : When you call a child, it comes just as the animal. However - four or six years down the road when you leave spot alone the dog will not sit and reflect to himself " Hmm, I am spot. " and consider who he is, what he is, why he is here, and so on and so forth. THE QUESTIONS never arise. However, A child can call his own name - ah! but what if there are more than one entity with the same name? Two dogs named spot are in one room, one on the left one on the right, you call spot and both come to you - but two ten year olds named Bill, you call Bill and they'll understand that Bill is a reference to themselves, and not necissarily them. This is why I believe animals do not have souls. Of course you could just go on and say " Well just because you dont understand what an animal is saying doesnt mean that he doesnt thing those things! " to which I could reply " Animals and sex. " - this is another interesting concept. To be self-realized and self-aware is to acknowledge that there is a " you " and a " others " - you put two animals male and female in a glass room with people watching and the female is in heat - they're going to go at it. You put two adults and they'll know they're being watched. This has to do with adam and eve, covering themselves with the branches. Also - neither of you ( michael / steven ) shot down my attack that an animal doesnt have a soul because he cannot pray. I didnt say that an entity had to pray to have a soul ( you stated that ATHIESTS DONT HAVE SOULS HUH? - no, they do - because they can pray but just refute doing so - an animal, no matter how much he believes or disbelieves in God or any higher being other than his master who feeds him, cannot " pray " - he can beg for food, but thats about it )
2. As for it being binary or not - I guarentee you with the right decoder that it can be deciphyered. Kudos to you if you can figure it out. And no, it isnt binary.
3. Aaron - I am disturbed by how much you keep referring to Waking Life. I find no answers from Lucid dreaming or its followers. However, to appease you - I shall watch the film again and get past its " LOOK I CANT JUST HAVE DIALOGUE ABOUT THINGS I HAVE TO HAVE FLOATY EYES AND MOVING DRAWINGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! " and actually listen to what has to be said.
4. Bradbury - gimme a couple days and I shall soon know what it is like to drown your troubles away with a bottle and a glass.
I will put something else here later.
hum.
you'll noticed the general tone of the board has changed from squabbles between individuals to a general place for people to answer eachother's questions. As it was intended, and although I do not take full credit for the occurance - I would appreciate it further if it continues and everyone else posts questions they want answers to as well. and now, to continue to my responses!
1. No, I do not believe babies, fetuses, or my sperm have souls. I believe a " soul " is not necissarily something that one " has " or " is born with " or " grows up with " - I dont believe it is exactly a " thing " so we cannot apply " thing properties " to that which isnt. I believe the first initial part of " having a soul " would be self-realization. " I am me " or " I am " or even " am " - which is the catalyst for having a soul. One can go as far as saying that " James is me " is self-realization. To have a name, and to understand that " the name means more than a moniker to get my attention, but rather a reference to ME " - two points, one that children are somewhat like animals in the sense that they have low cognitive skills. true. And you may all be rushing to say : " WHEN I CALL SPOT HE COMES BECAUSE HE KNOWS THAT HIS NAME IS SPOT! " to which I will reply rather easily this : When you call a child, it comes just as the animal. However - four or six years down the road when you leave spot alone the dog will not sit and reflect to himself " Hmm, I am spot. " and consider who he is, what he is, why he is here, and so on and so forth. THE QUESTIONS never arise. However, A child can call his own name - ah! but what if there are more than one entity with the same name? Two dogs named spot are in one room, one on the left one on the right, you call spot and both come to you - but two ten year olds named Bill, you call Bill and they'll understand that Bill is a reference to themselves, and not necissarily them. This is why I believe animals do not have souls. Of course you could just go on and say " Well just because you dont understand what an animal is saying doesnt mean that he doesnt thing those things! " to which I could reply " Animals and sex. " - this is another interesting concept. To be self-realized and self-aware is to acknowledge that there is a " you " and a " others " - you put two animals male and female in a glass room with people watching and the female is in heat - they're going to go at it. You put two adults and they'll know they're being watched. This has to do with adam and eve, covering themselves with the branches. Also - neither of you ( michael / steven ) shot down my attack that an animal doesnt have a soul because he cannot pray. I didnt say that an entity had to pray to have a soul ( you stated that ATHIESTS DONT HAVE SOULS HUH? - no, they do - because they can pray but just refute doing so - an animal, no matter how much he believes or disbelieves in God or any higher being other than his master who feeds him, cannot " pray " - he can beg for food, but thats about it )
2. As for it being binary or not - I guarentee you with the right decoder that it can be deciphyered. Kudos to you if you can figure it out. And no, it isnt binary.
3. Aaron - I am disturbed by how much you keep referring to Waking Life. I find no answers from Lucid dreaming or its followers. However, to appease you - I shall watch the film again and get past its " LOOK I CANT JUST HAVE DIALOGUE ABOUT THINGS I HAVE TO HAVE FLOATY EYES AND MOVING DRAWINGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! " and actually listen to what has to be said.
4. Bradbury - gimme a couple days and I shall soon know what it is like to drown your troubles away with a bottle and a glass.
I will put something else here later.
hum.
August 30, 2002
I almost forgot. My daily work activities are rarely the same from one day to the next. I imagine that if I were to be stuck in the same room all day, every day I'd have gone quite mad by now. As there are 25 building sites in district, and my job covers so much, I don't have to do the same thing two days in a row.
It's neither binary nor hexadecimal. I don't know what it is....
Okay, souls or not, animals are tasty. At least, all of the ones I regularly eat are. Not sure what dog or possum taste like, but I hear they are quite good.
What, exactly, do you define as "soul?" Aside from James Brown, et al, I've never really cared very much for the concept. Maybe it's the six years of Christian school in my formative years. I hated every minute of it.
Okay, souls or not, animals are tasty. At least, all of the ones I regularly eat are. Not sure what dog or possum taste like, but I hear they are quite good.
What, exactly, do you define as "soul?" Aside from James Brown, et al, I've never really cared very much for the concept. Maybe it's the six years of Christian school in my formative years. I hated every minute of it.
Yeah...."How do you do it ( anyone on the board? ) - how do you get through your day everyday? Knowing that tomorrow will invariably be the same, that nothing changes and the only things that do change"
Good question.....there are a lot of things that keep me from going insane.
Youth is the main one, due to the stunning history of "mental illness" in my family.
Aside from that:
In my day-to-day life, I am surrounded by people that are interesting. My group of coworkers is makes life easier. It is a rare occurrence to have a day where we don't spend a great deal of our time working making jokes and quoting various pop-culture sources (mainly "The Simpsons").
Hobbies....or whatever you call them. Dreams, I suppose. Doing what I want on the weekend: cars, fishing, hunting and enjoying the outdoors. The idea that if I (we) work hard enough, then maybe (just maybe) it will be possible to make a career out of doing what we like to do. Talking to guys who do race for a living, it's mainly luck, getting noticed by the right people at the right time is what it takes...So you cling to the idea that if you branch out and do a lot of things, someone might take notice. Even if not, it's still a kick in the ass to do.
The last major factor that helps contribute to my making it through the day...Alcohol.
As Homer Simpson put it: "Ah, beer. The cause of, and solution to, many of life's little problems."
Many experts say that drinking doesn't make problems go away....it sure as hell makes them less troublesome, though.
That's how I get through my day....it seems to work, and I'm sure there are things I overlooked in this.
Good question.....there are a lot of things that keep me from going insane.
Youth is the main one, due to the stunning history of "mental illness" in my family.
Aside from that:
In my day-to-day life, I am surrounded by people that are interesting. My group of coworkers is makes life easier. It is a rare occurrence to have a day where we don't spend a great deal of our time working making jokes and quoting various pop-culture sources (mainly "The Simpsons").
Hobbies....or whatever you call them. Dreams, I suppose. Doing what I want on the weekend: cars, fishing, hunting and enjoying the outdoors. The idea that if I (we) work hard enough, then maybe (just maybe) it will be possible to make a career out of doing what we like to do. Talking to guys who do race for a living, it's mainly luck, getting noticed by the right people at the right time is what it takes...So you cling to the idea that if you branch out and do a lot of things, someone might take notice. Even if not, it's still a kick in the ass to do.
The last major factor that helps contribute to my making it through the day...Alcohol.
As Homer Simpson put it: "Ah, beer. The cause of, and solution to, many of life's little problems."
Many experts say that drinking doesn't make problems go away....it sure as hell makes them less troublesome, though.
That's how I get through my day....it seems to work, and I'm sure there are things I overlooked in this.
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decode that bitches.
decode that bitches.
It is at these times that make me wish that yes - I got past my own problems and went to college like a good little boy. Or that I sucked up the regurtitated microwaved and buzzed-in-a-blender bullshit from highschool and got a diploma and went through the military. But no. I decided I would tough it out. And here I am still living with my parents at twenty-and-one years of age. Some people dont seem to have a problem with that ( Andy? ) - but it seems that there is a part of me that does acknowledge that such activities " are not right " - and should be remedied. Unlike Steven - I dont have any grandeur plans of " getting the fuck out of here " - as of yet, and fully well know that in the event I am out on my own, alone - I will most definately lose my sense of sanity. Then there is Heather, whom I was counting on to move out with me, to protect my sanity and give me someone to be with ... it seems she's fallen through and here I am where I began - stuck at my parents house. But two things to post about. And here we go.
Numero - Uno
Answers - has anyone found them? I figured as I grew older that the answers to my questions about life would be answered - being older = more experience = more answers, but it seems the more I get into this little episode of time that I am alloted, the less answers I get and the more questions. It seems as if living itself was designed specifically to force you into not thinking about it and to just suffer through everything. In school - I learned that life is suffering, or was that through Buddhism? I don't quite recall - but I found solace in the idealogy of Albert Camus - and that of Absurdism. His concept of Sisyphus pushing that rock up the hill only to have it knocked down, and to push it up again - eternally struck so deep in me the meaninglessness of every action ever concieved and to be so. And yet here I am living through it. Here I am going through the actions myself - pushing the rock up and having it come down, and I am surprised!? But I know what it is. To agree with something in text and in a book and to understand the concept of something is much different than actually living it through - than performing the actions itself and feeling the feelings that are attributed to those occurances. Oh. How do you do it ( anyone on the board? ) - how do you get through your day everyday? Knowing that tomorrow will invariably be the same, that nothing changes and the only things that do change are the small things that you have control over that you can change - however the rock is still there which will require pushing, each ... and every ... day.
Numero - Swei
Animal Souls - I said I would post about this to start it up as a debate ( much as the eminem debate which I will get to at the end of this ) - do Animals ( particularly dogs? ) have souls? I personally say no. My reasons? I shall go through them. Animals do not have a language - now some of you might jump to the conclusion and say that animals talk to eachother - this is true, but that is communication - not language. Language itself consists of a bunch of different accents, tones, dialects, and so on and so forth. Grunting, Groaning, Whimpering, and Growling do not count as these things. A growl is a growl is a growl, but I can call you a dumbshit-mother-fucker in a happy tone of voice and then what are you going to think then? Happy or insulting? OH GOD! This confusion cannot be emulated in " animal speak " because when you whimper, you are in pain or hurt. When you growl, you are anger or defensive. Its that simple. There are no double meanings to anything. But I was shot down on this point that " No language is a lack of intelligence, not a soul " - and so I had to think of something which was not " intelligence based " which proved the lack of a soul. And I found it - how? Through religion, suckers - in most religions you have to attain some sort of level with your soul, you must cleanse it or something - or purge your sins or beg forgiveness from the creator, so on and so forth. An animal cannot pray. An animal cannot confess his sins. An animal cannot confess at all. So beat that motha-fuckas!
And as for eminem being a good rapper?
Of course - hands down.
I dont even see a need to debate it.
As for country - however, I do not understand what you said about the older stuff?
Do you like or dislike it - because I can stand the older stuff ( patsy and so forth ) but the newer stuff just seems to be cut/paste same damn'd thing to me / cant stand it.
I dont feel well.
Numero - Uno
Answers - has anyone found them? I figured as I grew older that the answers to my questions about life would be answered - being older = more experience = more answers, but it seems the more I get into this little episode of time that I am alloted, the less answers I get and the more questions. It seems as if living itself was designed specifically to force you into not thinking about it and to just suffer through everything. In school - I learned that life is suffering, or was that through Buddhism? I don't quite recall - but I found solace in the idealogy of Albert Camus - and that of Absurdism. His concept of Sisyphus pushing that rock up the hill only to have it knocked down, and to push it up again - eternally struck so deep in me the meaninglessness of every action ever concieved and to be so. And yet here I am living through it. Here I am going through the actions myself - pushing the rock up and having it come down, and I am surprised!? But I know what it is. To agree with something in text and in a book and to understand the concept of something is much different than actually living it through - than performing the actions itself and feeling the feelings that are attributed to those occurances. Oh. How do you do it ( anyone on the board? ) - how do you get through your day everyday? Knowing that tomorrow will invariably be the same, that nothing changes and the only things that do change are the small things that you have control over that you can change - however the rock is still there which will require pushing, each ... and every ... day.
Numero - Swei
Animal Souls - I said I would post about this to start it up as a debate ( much as the eminem debate which I will get to at the end of this ) - do Animals ( particularly dogs? ) have souls? I personally say no. My reasons? I shall go through them. Animals do not have a language - now some of you might jump to the conclusion and say that animals talk to eachother - this is true, but that is communication - not language. Language itself consists of a bunch of different accents, tones, dialects, and so on and so forth. Grunting, Groaning, Whimpering, and Growling do not count as these things. A growl is a growl is a growl, but I can call you a dumbshit-mother-fucker in a happy tone of voice and then what are you going to think then? Happy or insulting? OH GOD! This confusion cannot be emulated in " animal speak " because when you whimper, you are in pain or hurt. When you growl, you are anger or defensive. Its that simple. There are no double meanings to anything. But I was shot down on this point that " No language is a lack of intelligence, not a soul " - and so I had to think of something which was not " intelligence based " which proved the lack of a soul. And I found it - how? Through religion, suckers - in most religions you have to attain some sort of level with your soul, you must cleanse it or something - or purge your sins or beg forgiveness from the creator, so on and so forth. An animal cannot pray. An animal cannot confess his sins. An animal cannot confess at all. So beat that motha-fuckas!
And as for eminem being a good rapper?
Of course - hands down.
I dont even see a need to debate it.
As for country - however, I do not understand what you said about the older stuff?
Do you like or dislike it - because I can stand the older stuff ( patsy and so forth ) but the newer stuff just seems to be cut/paste same damn'd thing to me / cant stand it.
I dont feel well.
Wow.
Aaron, you hit the nail on the head, and found something you, Steven and I all agree with.
Saying that rappers like Eminem and Tupac have no talent is being deaf to the art simply because you don't like it. All you have to do is pay attention to the lyrics, the way they lay down the rhythms, etc. Once you listen to enough of it, it becomes clear the talent gap that exists between good rap and everything else in the genre.
The same can be said for country. I don't like country, but I do recognize the talent needed, and that there is the same division of talent there as in all music. That doesn't make me want to listen to it....except the older stuff, like Willie Nelson and Johnny Cash. In fact, the lyrics to one of Cash's most famous songs, "A Boy Named Sue," were written by none other than Shel Silverstein.
Early OT sucks. I should've turned it down.....
Aaron, you hit the nail on the head, and found something you, Steven and I all agree with.
Saying that rappers like Eminem and Tupac have no talent is being deaf to the art simply because you don't like it. All you have to do is pay attention to the lyrics, the way they lay down the rhythms, etc. Once you listen to enough of it, it becomes clear the talent gap that exists between good rap and everything else in the genre.
The same can be said for country. I don't like country, but I do recognize the talent needed, and that there is the same division of talent there as in all music. That doesn't make me want to listen to it....except the older stuff, like Willie Nelson and Johnny Cash. In fact, the lyrics to one of Cash's most famous songs, "A Boy Named Sue," were written by none other than Shel Silverstein.
Early OT sucks. I should've turned it down.....
Eminem IS a good rapper.
and I'm excited to see his new movie.
Anyways, what really gets me is this..
There were all these announcements "Justin Timberlake is performing SOLO for the first time ever!!"
And I'm thinking, well actually I didn't care at all, but I thought he would actually be performing solo.
So when it comes time for that Grande Solo Performance, 30+ people -- dancers, guitarists, drummers, rappers, singers-- join the stage with Justin. ugh, what the hell
and I'm excited to see his new movie.
Anyways, what really gets me is this..
There were all these announcements "Justin Timberlake is performing SOLO for the first time ever!!"
And I'm thinking, well actually I didn't care at all, but I thought he would actually be performing solo.
So when it comes time for that Grande Solo Performance, 30+ people -- dancers, guitarists, drummers, rappers, singers-- join the stage with Justin. ugh, what the hell
August 29, 2002
You're labeling sensor plugs before removing the wiring harness from engine "A" to adapt it to engine "B."
Mr. Y: "What is this?"
Mr. Z: "Fuck if I know."
Mr. Y labels it "CHIMP."
Mr. Z: "Does that say 'CHIMP?'"
Mr. Y: "Yes."
Mr. Z: "'CHIMP?'"
Mr. Y: "Yep."
Mr. Z: "?"
Mr. Y: "Well, that was about the gayest thing I could think of just then."
Mr. Z: "..."
Mr. Y: "What?"
Mr. Z: "Well, chimps are pretty gay."
Both agree that "CHIMP" is what it should be labeled.
Mr. Z: "Gonna label the next one 'BUBBLES?'"
Mr. Y: " Yep."
Mr. Z: "Maybe we should call it a night..."
Mr. Y: "'CHIMP.'"
Mr. Z: "..."
Mr. Y: "'CHIMP.'"
Man, that was a late night. To top it off, the labels we used didn't stick very well. Most of them fell off over night and I ended up using the shop manual to figure out what they were by wire color.
Okay this will be the last post I direct at you. I will not respond to your weak attempts at insults, I just wish to clarify one thing:
What I meant by "If you actually want to catch an ass-kicking, just keep up the same line of bullshit rhetorical banter if we ever meet again face-to-face." Fairly simple. In the real world, not on the internet, when you insult somebody in that manner to their face, they won't put up with it. Instead of getting in to a little war of words, they'll simply kick the shit out of you. Or attempt to do so. I know this from first hand experience.
Hiding behind the internet has become a popular thing to do. Its very similar to a small dog, say, a Chihuahua, barking and growling at someone from behind an eight foot chain-link fence. There is security provided by the board, and as James points out "what happens on the board, stays on the board." That's fine, people can then say whatever they feel without the dangers that exist in the outside world.
Know this: I do not simply bark on the board. If you ask anyone who knows me, they'll agree I say what I want, when I want, to whomever I want. I don't care. It's gotten me in fights and brawls before, it will again. If means a stay with room and board on the county's dime, so be it. Just ask Brad Borton as to who it was that kept us from brawling at the track that time. Wasn't me. Sure as hell wasn't him. His dad and the track officials were the only people there who kept us all out of Thurston County jail that night.
What you've said to me here would never fly if we were actually in the same room. I have a hard time believing you would ever say the things you've posted here to someone's face. I have fought with people that I consider friends over less.
So, basically, bark and yip all you want. If you ever want to step around the fence and try to back it up, just give me a call. I'll be more than happy to critique your debate style with a foot and a half of maple and steel.
What I meant by "If you actually want to catch an ass-kicking, just keep up the same line of bullshit rhetorical banter if we ever meet again face-to-face." Fairly simple. In the real world, not on the internet, when you insult somebody in that manner to their face, they won't put up with it. Instead of getting in to a little war of words, they'll simply kick the shit out of you. Or attempt to do so. I know this from first hand experience.
Hiding behind the internet has become a popular thing to do. Its very similar to a small dog, say, a Chihuahua, barking and growling at someone from behind an eight foot chain-link fence. There is security provided by the board, and as James points out "what happens on the board, stays on the board." That's fine, people can then say whatever they feel without the dangers that exist in the outside world.
Know this: I do not simply bark on the board. If you ask anyone who knows me, they'll agree I say what I want, when I want, to whomever I want. I don't care. It's gotten me in fights and brawls before, it will again. If means a stay with room and board on the county's dime, so be it. Just ask Brad Borton as to who it was that kept us from brawling at the track that time. Wasn't me. Sure as hell wasn't him. His dad and the track officials were the only people there who kept us all out of Thurston County jail that night.
What you've said to me here would never fly if we were actually in the same room. I have a hard time believing you would ever say the things you've posted here to someone's face. I have fought with people that I consider friends over less.
So, basically, bark and yip all you want. If you ever want to step around the fence and try to back it up, just give me a call. I'll be more than happy to critique your debate style with a foot and a half of maple and steel.
August 28, 2002
Okay......I never said anything about speed......but there is a huge difference between driving "safely" and driving precisely.
Driving in a manner that most consider to be "safe" is not necessarily better than driving precisely. If someone has physical control over their vehicle, and knows how to make it do what they want, then they will know the limits of safety while driving. However most people who drive "safely" are the biggest dangers on the road.
It grows more and more clear that you really don't know shit about actual driving, so I'm not going to bother arguing this with you anymore. I'm sure you can get in a car and go from point "A" to point "B" effectively, however I have no doubt that the nuances of the art remain unknown to you.
Either way, I'm done. It's a waste of time to continue debating this with you.
Yeah.
You obviously don't understand that I was trying to fuck with you when I made those "threats" you refer to, as well as the colorful insults. As the old saying goes, just trying to "get your goat." (That isn't meant in any manner that involves Velcro gloves and kneepads, it's just an expression.)
The fact that you thought I would actually show up proves how damn stupid you are. You aren't worth the time.
If you actually want to catch an ass-kicking, just keep up the same line of bullshit rhetorical banter if we ever meet again face-to-face. Aside from that.....whatever.
One thing...you are very quick to bring out the personal insults? Why is this? Are you so insecure that the only way you can feel good about yourself is by finding small things to point out in people? What the hell is your problem? I don't know you. You don't know me. As of now, it's going to stay that way. I really don't want to.
If your only purpose in coming to this board is to start shit and stir up a hornet's nest, you've certainly succeeded. Either grow up and knock it the hell off or quit wasting out time. You may notice, we quite often have discussions between ourselves. These discussions often could be taken as a little insulting.....but yet we're all still on good terms with one another because we don't take serious jabs. It's all meant in good fun.
I never wanted to make this personal, as I enjoy a good debate, but you ruined it by bringing in intensely personal insults. I'll admit, you struck a nerve, and I got a little pissed about it. How about you just fucking stop now, before things get nasty?
In closing, take your half-baked, bullshit little pre-pubescent personality and shove it up your faggot ass, you worthless fucking shit-for-brains excuse for a human being. How's that for clever, bitch?
Driving in a manner that most consider to be "safe" is not necessarily better than driving precisely. If someone has physical control over their vehicle, and knows how to make it do what they want, then they will know the limits of safety while driving. However most people who drive "safely" are the biggest dangers on the road.
It grows more and more clear that you really don't know shit about actual driving, so I'm not going to bother arguing this with you anymore. I'm sure you can get in a car and go from point "A" to point "B" effectively, however I have no doubt that the nuances of the art remain unknown to you.
Either way, I'm done. It's a waste of time to continue debating this with you.
Yeah.
You obviously don't understand that I was trying to fuck with you when I made those "threats" you refer to, as well as the colorful insults. As the old saying goes, just trying to "get your goat." (That isn't meant in any manner that involves Velcro gloves and kneepads, it's just an expression.)
The fact that you thought I would actually show up proves how damn stupid you are. You aren't worth the time.
If you actually want to catch an ass-kicking, just keep up the same line of bullshit rhetorical banter if we ever meet again face-to-face. Aside from that.....whatever.
One thing...you are very quick to bring out the personal insults? Why is this? Are you so insecure that the only way you can feel good about yourself is by finding small things to point out in people? What the hell is your problem? I don't know you. You don't know me. As of now, it's going to stay that way. I really don't want to.
If your only purpose in coming to this board is to start shit and stir up a hornet's nest, you've certainly succeeded. Either grow up and knock it the hell off or quit wasting out time. You may notice, we quite often have discussions between ourselves. These discussions often could be taken as a little insulting.....but yet we're all still on good terms with one another because we don't take serious jabs. It's all meant in good fun.
I never wanted to make this personal, as I enjoy a good debate, but you ruined it by bringing in intensely personal insults. I'll admit, you struck a nerve, and I got a little pissed about it. How about you just fucking stop now, before things get nasty?
In closing, take your half-baked, bullshit little pre-pubescent personality and shove it up your faggot ass, you worthless fucking shit-for-brains excuse for a human being. How's that for clever, bitch?
James....that System of a Down post kicked ass.
I can't help but agree with your interpretation that they want you to steal their porch lights. Or maybe they just want you to replace them with a lower wattage light bulb? Maybe trade the ones they have for some 40 watt or something.
Get your facts straight, junior. I do not live with my parents. I rent a house from them. I don't know where you get this "pillar of success" shit, but I have never claimed to be anything along those lines, nor have I ever supported any such claim.
Mistakes don't always characterize the existence of flaws. I recall having said "fuckups happen." If you're trying to say you've never made a mistake in the areas you consider yourself to be strong in, then you are lying through your teeth. Plain and simple.
You really need to quit bringing up incidents about which you know nothing. You were not there, nor have I ever explained the circumstances of my accident to you or anyone you associate with.
Quit bringing it up.
Now you want to go back to driving again. How many miles do you drive in an average week? Or, more to the point, how many miles in the past year? Hell, why not in your entire driving career? Do you know any of those numbers?
"I question why you think your job is so extravagant"
Hmm....I make 20 bucks an hour fixing shit. I have excellent benefits. But "extravagant?" No. I may have said it's a good job, which it is, or used the term "gravy" to imply it's smooth and easy, but I don't know where you get extravagant from.
Finally, there is a major line between actions and words. You don't know what my actions are or have been, only what I get on here and post. Go fuck yourself.
I can't help but agree with your interpretation that they want you to steal their porch lights. Or maybe they just want you to replace them with a lower wattage light bulb? Maybe trade the ones they have for some 40 watt or something.
Get your facts straight, junior. I do not live with my parents. I rent a house from them. I don't know where you get this "pillar of success" shit, but I have never claimed to be anything along those lines, nor have I ever supported any such claim.
Mistakes don't always characterize the existence of flaws. I recall having said "fuckups happen." If you're trying to say you've never made a mistake in the areas you consider yourself to be strong in, then you are lying through your teeth. Plain and simple.
You really need to quit bringing up incidents about which you know nothing. You were not there, nor have I ever explained the circumstances of my accident to you or anyone you associate with.
Quit bringing it up.
Now you want to go back to driving again. How many miles do you drive in an average week? Or, more to the point, how many miles in the past year? Hell, why not in your entire driving career? Do you know any of those numbers?
"I question why you think your job is so extravagant"
Hmm....I make 20 bucks an hour fixing shit. I have excellent benefits. But "extravagant?" No. I may have said it's a good job, which it is, or used the term "gravy" to imply it's smooth and easy, but I don't know where you get extravagant from.
Finally, there is a major line between actions and words. You don't know what my actions are or have been, only what I get on here and post. Go fuck yourself.
August 27, 2002
It wasn't directed at James. But when he jumped in, well, I had to respond.
You need to make the distinction between flaws and mistakes. Sometimes fuckups happen. There are also such things as bad choices, which would also fall under the heading of mistakes.
Now, I never responded to your first comment about my pedestrian incident, because I felt it wasn't needed. But you brought it up again. Two things:
1: If you've never had a wreck of some kind, or a ticket, or whatever, then you don't drive much.
2: If you want to bring up driving skill, shut the fuck up right now. I'll out-drive you any day. If you don't think so, bring your best. I will beat it.
Just for the record, we all think it's pretty damn funny when you try to insult Steven. It's stupid when you try to insult me. Maybe you should give it up, before something bad happens to you.
In short, suck a dick, you whiny little fuck.
You need to make the distinction between flaws and mistakes. Sometimes fuckups happen. There are also such things as bad choices, which would also fall under the heading of mistakes.
Now, I never responded to your first comment about my pedestrian incident, because I felt it wasn't needed. But you brought it up again. Two things:
1: If you've never had a wreck of some kind, or a ticket, or whatever, then you don't drive much.
2: If you want to bring up driving skill, shut the fuck up right now. I'll out-drive you any day. If you don't think so, bring your best. I will beat it.
Just for the record, we all think it's pretty damn funny when you try to insult Steven. It's stupid when you try to insult me. Maybe you should give it up, before something bad happens to you.
In short, suck a dick, you whiny little fuck.
Not too pull away from this fabulous debate about the powers of paper and proof of it...
but yesterday, as i was walking on my way to Bell town, passing a spirally looking statue/art-work thing, i noticed a man...
"a man you say?"
a man i say...
and what was so special about this man? Well.... i'll tell you my friends...
this man that i saw... well he decided to take down his pants, exposing his ass... and squat down, right next to this here statue...
and to make things more interesting... there was a group of people all over the place, and no one paid him any heed... as if to explain, "oh worry not young man... this is our normal behavior..."
now--i couldn't honestly tell you what this man was doing pulling down his pants and squating by that spirally statue thing that sits in belltown (i'm guessing the seedier part of belltown--of the "outskirts" of belltown), but i imagine that i won't really be walking that path again at night...
...
WHO THE HELL TAKES A DUMP IN THE MIDDLE OF PUBLIC NEXT TO A SPIRALLY STATUE THING?!
okay.
but yesterday, as i was walking on my way to Bell town, passing a spirally looking statue/art-work thing, i noticed a man...
"a man you say?"
a man i say...
and what was so special about this man? Well.... i'll tell you my friends...
this man that i saw... well he decided to take down his pants, exposing his ass... and squat down, right next to this here statue...
and to make things more interesting... there was a group of people all over the place, and no one paid him any heed... as if to explain, "oh worry not young man... this is our normal behavior..."
now--i couldn't honestly tell you what this man was doing pulling down his pants and squating by that spirally statue thing that sits in belltown (i'm guessing the seedier part of belltown--of the "outskirts" of belltown), but i imagine that i won't really be walking that path again at night...
...
WHO THE HELL TAKES A DUMP IN THE MIDDLE OF PUBLIC NEXT TO A SPIRALLY STATUE THING?!
okay.
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