Marion: “Hell, Marion, you’re so full of crap that if you gave yourself an enema, what’s left would fit inside a match box.”
If you toned down some of the venom, you might actually be debatable. Please don’t confuse that with datable.
Venom? That’s not venom, Marion. That’s called humor. And it’s at your expense. It only seems like venom to you because you’re on the receiving end. Trust me, the other three people still following this thread laughed. At you.
Now, among all of the ridiculous assertions you’ve made in this thread, the following stands out as the most ridiculous. (And as such is probably deserving of some award.):
Marion: I could easily give them [modern conveniences] up, if I lived in an environment that didn’t necessitate the use of them. If I didn’t need a car to get to my current job, or the grocery store, etc. What’s so hard about not driving a car, Dave, when you have what you need around you?
Marion, what planet do you live on? I’m on Planet Earth. Here on Planet Earth there are many semi-agrarian communities that live a life very similar to the one you profess to want to live. Here in the United States, an entire subculture of (non-religious) agrarian-minded folks live the “simple life” beside and among the Amish and Mennonites in Lancaster County, Pennsylvania. There are other – albeit small – communities like this in other parts of the U.S. and across the world. So, your assertion that “I can’t live the environmentally-friendly life that I want to because the modern world just makes it so impossible” is 100% COMPLETE BULLSHIT. You CHOOSE to live like you do. Plain and simple. So your attempt at rationalizing the gulf that exists between the way you ACTUALLY live your life and the manner in which you want others to PERCEIVE the way you live your life is, well, pathetic. You’re a hypocrite and a fraud. Now, the good news is that you can remedy this. You can (a) admit that living the life you pretend to want to live is just too damn hard and inconvenient, and your environmental leanings are pure show, or (b) you can send us a postcard from Lancaster County after you’ve set up house. Pick one.
Regarding your pro-human/pro-dave Yankees/Rivera baloney, I’ll use an analogy that even you can understand. I want the Yankees to have a bad season this year. I want Mariano Rivera to go to the Hall of Fame. Anti-Yankess/Pro-Rivera. See how that works? It’s not that complicated. Well, except for you apparently.
As to all of these other nitpicking issues, Marion… just believe what you want. If the only way you can get to sleep at night is to believe that you’re the most logical, most “decent” person on earth and the greatest internet debater of your generation, then by all means do so. Personally, I’m beginning to wonder whether you’re functionally retarded. But I don’t think that’s the case as you have managed to put words into sentences, and sentences into paragraphs. They don’t make much sense, mind you. But, hey… it’s something, right?
Now, I’m late for my self loathing. I haven’t hated myself one time yet today! What’s wrong with me?!?! Well at least I still have the rest of the day to utterly despise myself. Thank goodness for small favors!
