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Rich Grise
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On Friday 08 October 2004 08:46 pm, John S. Dyson did deign to grace us with
the following:
you think that that statement answers my question? Because it doesn't.
Why do you think that I don't want an answer?
And why do you think I have little motivation to know how you feel?
And what, exactly, is it that makes you so terrified of your own feelings?
Please answer these before going off on some tirade designed merely to
distract.
Thanks,
Rich
the following:
What makes you think that you have any idea what my motivations are? DoIn article <PAH9d.1686$gd1.718@trnddc08>,
Rich Grise <null@example.net> writes:
On Friday 08 October 2004 03:59 pm, John S. Dyson did deign to grace us
with the following:
In article <1By9d.70$y71.52@trnddc02>,
Rich Grise <null@example.net> writes:
On Thursday 07 October 2004 08:21 pm, John S. Dyson did deign to grace
us with the following:
So, you're gonna save their soul if you have to burn them at the
stake to do it, huh?
This isn't really an issue of 'saving souls' (I don't get into that
mumbo-jumbo), but an issue of incredibly disturbed people who are
effectively participants in a hate movement against the current
President of the USA.
I see. And how does this make you feel?
No emotions other than seeing the proof of leftist idiocy and mental
instability. It is best to keep the fools from mutually feeding on
their hatred, just as their right-wing cousins, the neo-nazis, tend
to mutually feed on their own hatred.
It is interesting that you ask a question that you obviously don't want
an answer. Is the dishonest asking of such a question truly indicative
of a lack of integrity?
Why is it you think that I don't want an answer?
There is little motivation for you to know how I feel.
you think that that statement answers my question? Because it doesn't.
Why do you think that I don't want an answer?
And why do you think I have little motivation to know how you feel?
And what, exactly, is it that makes you so terrified of your own feelings?
Please answer these before going off on some tirade designed merely to
distract.
Thanks,
Rich