Holding out on you? Mature? Where the fuck did I say I was mature? I said I’ve been doing this shit a long time but I never used the word mature. What the fuck are you babbling about? I’m saying experienced, that’s not the same as maturity. Maturity is more of a social construct implying a wise and pro-social state.
Here’s the thing: Everytime I get into discussions with you fucking people (or watching discussions play out between you and other people on here) trying to pry out your actual stances are, you get pissy because you know they’re unhinged views and no one sane takes them seriously when they’re laid out on the table. Or you do what you are doing now: hyperfixate on the character of who you are arguing with, in this case me. I never claimed to have good character, I’ll embrace the fact that I’ve become a misanthrope because its true. I don’t give a fuck that you think I’m a bad person, we will never fucking meet. You believe bad people are good and good people are bad anyway so I don’t give a fuck about your tainted evaluation of my character. It doesn’t fucking matter to either of us I don’t know why you pretend. Well, I mean I do: cognitive dissonance and maybe propaganda purposes.
Notice how I more or stated the person’s views are delusional after insisting they come out with it though. I called them a coward because they obfuscated their beliefs to get them to just fucking come out with it. After they disclosed what they actually thought, I realized that I was basically potentially engaging with a flat earther equivalent set of arguments and told them I hated them for the consequences of their rhetoric.
What else needs to be said? That you guys decide to engage with me after implies that you think there is something to be gained in doing so. IDK why you don’t just block me if that isn’t the case.
Telling me to go away wont work. My job has too many boring moments and I got to fill that shit with something.
You can’t have so many consecutive posts where you say nothing on topic or of value and then expect people to read a whole chapter of your diary like this
Holding out on you? Mature? Where the fuck did I say I was mature? I said I’ve been doing this shit a long time but I never used the word mature. What the fuck are you babbling about? I’m saying experienced, that’s not the same as maturity. Maturity is more of a social construct implying a wise and pro-social state.
Here’s the thing: Everytime I get into discussions with you fucking people (or watching discussions play out between you and other people on here) trying to pry out your actual stances are, you get pissy because you know they’re unhinged views and no one sane takes them seriously when they’re laid out on the table. Or you do what you are doing now: hyperfixate on the character of who you are arguing with, in this case me. I never claimed to have good character, I’ll embrace the fact that I’ve become a misanthrope because its true. I don’t give a fuck that you think I’m a bad person, we will never fucking meet. You believe bad people are good and good people are bad anyway so I don’t give a fuck about your tainted evaluation of my character. It doesn’t fucking matter to either of us I don’t know why you pretend. Well, I mean I do: cognitive dissonance and maybe propaganda purposes.
Notice how I more or stated the person’s views are delusional after insisting they come out with it though. I called them a coward because they obfuscated their beliefs to get them to just fucking come out with it. After they disclosed what they actually thought, I realized that I was basically potentially engaging with a flat earther equivalent set of arguments and told them I hated them for the consequences of their rhetoric.
What else needs to be said? That you guys decide to engage with me after implies that you think there is something to be gained in doing so. IDK why you don’t just block me if that isn’t the case.
Telling me to go away wont work. My job has too many boring moments and I got to fill that shit with something.
You can’t have so many consecutive posts where you say nothing on topic or of value and then expect people to read a whole chapter of your diary like this