Congrats! I'm surprised they let you stick around as long as they did. Usually the totalitarians refuse to debate, obfuscate on questions they do answer, and then delete comments when and where it suits them.
Maybe it'll take the hurt out of your health issues--"instant Wart removal--apply truth and you'll get banned!"
I think 'Charley' was saying he wants you to elaborate on Churchill's lies.
Why elaborate on Churchill's lies? He does that pretty well all by himself.
No, H., they just hate being exposed for what they are.
It must be especially embarrassing for Truthforce, who wants people to think she's a legal scholar but in reality is just a tiny, evil, brown-toothed doll that'll go for your ankles with a kitchen knife if you don't throw the little devil in the fire first.
Anyway, that's why I was banned. The End.
I bet Natsu is Charley..
Never heard that one before.
My last comment on try-works:
"Laurie Says:
November 20th, 2007 at 9:29 pm
Okay, wtf. Whatever you say. Obviously you have it all figured out and aren’t interested in reading or understanding what anyone else thinks. I’m out. You can have your echo chamber, Ben."
Ben is a sick little bastard and that's why he enjoys the writings of alcoholic, drug addicted, violence fixated losers. He adores Hemingway's corn-cob rape scenario, which says it all. This isn't just about politics on the fringe. If you have any doubts, read his short story, "Treed".
One of Benjamin's minions said he misunderstood my point because he had read my blog and hated me for it. When I told him I didn't have a blog, he apologized for the mistaken identity. Another attributed views and statements to me that I never wrote. He said he'd puke on me, if he ever saw me in person. These people are not able to make decision about our society. They're nuts!
JGM was indeed threatened at the Churchill firing. I was there, standing no more than 2 feet behind them. That guy was nuts too. Given a different environment, this person would be in bars looking for fights. AIM is a fair cover for his demons.
Ya know, John, Benjie banned you from DBAB Central, and he can ban you from this blog, too. One word from Ward and you're pffffft!
You've been warned.
AIM might be a cover for his demons, but it might also be a contributing factor to his disturbance.
Somehow I missed your farewell, Laurie. But weren't you a trifle harsh? After all, in some cultures being puked on is a sign of respect.
JWP,
Ha ha! I keed, I keed!
Noj, there may well be some kind of synergy going on between Dillabaugh's demons of dickheadedness and AIM, but I think he was a nasty little bully long before he ever heard of the group.
And I can confirm the other irrational comments and threats made to JGM at the Ward Churchill-needs-to-get-a-life ceremony back in July.
jgm,
Why would you subject yourself to narcissitic windblowers who're just blowin wind out their asses? I bet if one lights a match over there it'd be equivalent to an A-bomb going off.
There is and was no intelligent dialogue whatsoever over there anyways. No big loss.
You're right, Heidi, and I know that with time my grief--the sudden weeping, the self-mutilation, the cruelty to small animals--will ease.
Hasn't yet, though. Billy Bob, time for supper!
is WTF a denveroid? where is treed-do you need access to a library?
My banning was contingent upon answering a question: Where did I get the lie that Churchill had not published in peer-reviewed journals?
The problem of course, is that (1) I had to agree that it was a lie, i.e., an intentional falsehood, and (2) I had to agree that someone provided me with this idea.
Neither of these conditions were true.
The staff of the list of peer-reviewed journals reads like a list of Churchill's friends. Anybody who was not slavishly obedient, could be intimidated easily with phone calls at 3:00 in the morning.
Personally, I had a devil of a time publishing in journals such as Analytical Chemistry, Journal of Pharmaceutical and Biomedical Analysis, and JACS.
The reviewers had all kinds of objections and had to be satisfied with modifications and additions to the submitted articles. Don't try to tell me that Churchill had the same treatment.
I eventually sent Whitmer a respectful and humble confession, to wit:
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My confession.
Whitmer, you demanded that I state where I got the lie that your mentor never published any peer reviewed papers, or else be banned from your filthy blog forever.
In order to satisfy your survival criterion,of course, I would have to (1) agree that it was a lie, and (2) agree that I was prompted to say it by someone else, clearly unable to draw the conclusion on my own.
Re: Point 1, I admit to my weakness - "peer reviewed" covers a lot of territory, and I dismissed the publications on the list out of sheer journal snobbery - the operative word here is "peer," of course. It was reviewed by Ward's peers. Peers. Even John Wayne Gacy had peers. I admit that my statement was false.
Re: Point 2, Of course I did not originate the concept of absent peer-review on my own. I am incapable of thinking for myself, as you have pointed out. The truth is, I first saw the idea written in a public toilet stall. Believe it or not, Churchill's rebuttal was written underneath; I concealed this fact from you. I admit that the man is both combative and prolific, clearly a scholar not to be trifled with.
I know I am still banned, but I wanted to man up and do the right thing.
By the way, truthfully, Bush and the man with the burned head look directly at each other in the second to last photo, and neither looks at the other in the last photo. Characterizations to the contrary are false.
Deletion-bound, but with honor maintained at long last, a repentant liar bids you good day.
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For some reasopn he deleted this, and replaced it with a brief accusation to the effect that I was some sort of chicklen-hawk.
Some people won't take yes for an answer.
What the: Hard to believe that that wasn't respectful or humble enough.
Hilda: Why don't you ask those questions over at Try-Works?
Hilda,
http://www.barcelonareview.com/4...com/45/
e_bw.htm
Great holiday story. Enjoy.
Thanks, Laurie. I'd forgotten the bright orange urine.
Wonder what the M stands for.
Jim,
It's a silly story. Ben obviously knows nothing about Adirondack chairs or anisette. Because the chair seat slopes downward from front to back and the chair back is slightly reclined, it certainly wouldn't cause the seated person to sit up straight and rigid. Drinking anisette out of a water glass is as unlikely as drinking beer out of a shot glass. It's a black licorice tasting liqueur, nearly half sugar and intended to be sipped an ounce at a time or mixed to flavor a drink. It's unlikely to make a person drunk because the alcohol content is little more than wine and the taste is so sweet and spicy that to drink it as described would probably make one choke and throw it up. I doubt Ben has ever tasted anisette or sat in an Adirondack chair.
Then it gets worse. He writes uninteresting, juvenile and sexist dialog. He describes jumping from a window into a tree that is five feet away and hanging on when he hits the tree to keep from falling. I'd like to see him try that.
Steve's chat with his "ex common law wife" is amazing, considering his character has been pierced in the hollow of his chest by a broken branch and has apparently hit an artery. Then, he tries to manipulate the woman he's abandoned into saving his stupid ass by implying the relationship might be saved. She leaves, completely unaware that Steve will likely die and no one will notice until it's too late.
Who cares? Ben's characters are so unreal and unsympathetic that the story is impotent.
I have to believe that Ben's research of political material is as bad as his research for this story. Shock value is his only well honed tool.
Sorry...that was meant for John but addressed in error to Jim. Sisters!
Well, the Turks drink rakı (virtually identical to ouzo/anisette) in water glasses, but of course, they fill the glass up with mostly water before dumping in the rakı. Rakı alone is, as you note about anisette, far too sugary and syrupy to drink uncut. Unless you're French, maybe.
But then, I've heard of sailors straining torpedo propellant through bread for drinking material, so slurping a water glass full of straight anisette/ouzo/rakı doesn't sound all that bizarre. The urge to kill brain cells must be an imperative instinct of our species.
Oops, forgot to change my secret identity. Nevermind. Just remember, John: No polize.
Wear your sunglasses and beaded headband, Paine. That way nobody can get anything on you.
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