nemo_outis
2010-05-24 01:44:29 UTC
I'm going to do something I almost never do - I'm going to
explain myself. In doing so I will be leaving myself vulnerable
and violating several sensible dicta (G. Gordon Liddy's, "Never
complain, never explain," the French, "Qui s'excuse,
s'accuse," and, of course, "No good deed goes unpunished").
However, it's important for folks to understand , not me (I
don't matter much) but rather how certain power structures and
relationships work. And so I'll explain what I just did to
thang in the hope that folks will understand and apply the
lessons to be learned from it.
As I posted earlier I've been a martial artist for nearly 50
years. And I fight dirty, very dirty. Elbows, headbutts, eye-
gouges, rabbit punches, fish-hooks, stomps, groin grabs,
spitting and biting. Weapons whenever I can - and I make sure
that I always can. I have no interest in fighting, let alone
fighting fair. A fight, especially a fair fight, is something I
might lose. I prefer an assassination, a totally one-sided
beating, a good old-fashioned shit-kicking. And I'll do
whatever it takes to get that edge, to turn a fight into a sure
thing, into a shit-kicking.
And a shit-kicking is what I gave thang. Or rather its verbal
analogue. I beat him like a drum. Oh sure, his arguments were
weak anyway, but I didn't show him any quarter. I smashed him
down and then took the boots to him. No doubt it left him
seethingly angry (even if he should deny it) with a sense that
he was not only treated unfairly, but demeaned and humiliated.
Because he was.
You see, I am very old, very well off, very well educated, very
opinionated, and very, very smart. I am also very cynical and
very nasty. In short, I am drawn from exactly the same
demographic and have exactly the same personality traits as a
senior criminal judge. And I treated thang exactly as a senior
judge might. Even while giving thang his shitkicking.
Or rather I treated thang a great deal *better* than a hostile
judge would. Because here I have no power, I'm just another
poster. In a real court, a real judge has enormous power - and
enormous discretion in using it. The shit-kicking I just gave
thang here was merely a shadow of what he might receive at the
hands of a pissed-off judge, a judge annoyed at such bullshit as
"plausible deniability."
Learn from this.
Regards,
explain myself. In doing so I will be leaving myself vulnerable
and violating several sensible dicta (G. Gordon Liddy's, "Never
complain, never explain," the French, "Qui s'excuse,
s'accuse," and, of course, "No good deed goes unpunished").
However, it's important for folks to understand , not me (I
don't matter much) but rather how certain power structures and
relationships work. And so I'll explain what I just did to
thang in the hope that folks will understand and apply the
lessons to be learned from it.
As I posted earlier I've been a martial artist for nearly 50
years. And I fight dirty, very dirty. Elbows, headbutts, eye-
gouges, rabbit punches, fish-hooks, stomps, groin grabs,
spitting and biting. Weapons whenever I can - and I make sure
that I always can. I have no interest in fighting, let alone
fighting fair. A fight, especially a fair fight, is something I
might lose. I prefer an assassination, a totally one-sided
beating, a good old-fashioned shit-kicking. And I'll do
whatever it takes to get that edge, to turn a fight into a sure
thing, into a shit-kicking.
And a shit-kicking is what I gave thang. Or rather its verbal
analogue. I beat him like a drum. Oh sure, his arguments were
weak anyway, but I didn't show him any quarter. I smashed him
down and then took the boots to him. No doubt it left him
seethingly angry (even if he should deny it) with a sense that
he was not only treated unfairly, but demeaned and humiliated.
Because he was.
You see, I am very old, very well off, very well educated, very
opinionated, and very, very smart. I am also very cynical and
very nasty. In short, I am drawn from exactly the same
demographic and have exactly the same personality traits as a
senior criminal judge. And I treated thang exactly as a senior
judge might. Even while giving thang his shitkicking.
Or rather I treated thang a great deal *better* than a hostile
judge would. Because here I have no power, I'm just another
poster. In a real court, a real judge has enormous power - and
enormous discretion in using it. The shit-kicking I just gave
thang here was merely a shadow of what he might receive at the
hands of a pissed-off judge, a judge annoyed at such bullshit as
"plausible deniability."
Learn from this.
Regards,