COUNTERING THE TROLLS (humor) (you counter a Troll and a Not-An-Argument, and a

COUNTERING THE TROLLS (humor)

(you counter a Troll and a Not-An-Argument, and a Rally-and-shamer using the same strategy:

1-find a group where someone signals heavily that you can make an example of in front of others.

2 – state your central point. and then subtly insult to force the signaler to defend his signaling.

3 – state your central point – and then incrementally race to the bottom faster than the opponent, depriving him of the opportunity to do the same.

4 – keep repeating your central point – and displaying your dominance in the argument, and his inability to answer the central point, followed by another insult to maintain his defense of his signals.

5 – this technique does not require much more than staying on message with the central point, and reiterating the usual juvenile responses.

6 – Close by thanking the poor idiot for providing you with a forum for distributing the central point and demonstrating his inability to defend it. And then copy and paste the argument for others to share, while adding his name as a mention. Then cross post your article back to the original thread.

Trevor Hebro —Jesus wept Curt, you sound like the special needs geriatric that try’s to talk to stranger on the bus—-

I sound like a guy who gets laid. You sound like a guy who doesn’t. Hence the difference in our evaluations of reality, means of acting in it, and speech in communicating about it. 😉

Actually, like any loving parent, I find children – even the children of others – cute when they rebel. I understand it is the unsatisfied mind fights its own non-correspondence with reality.

Adults make arguments. Children whine, complain, criticize and ridicule what they don’t understand. It’s a way of preserving their confidence. Confidence that is necessary to face a world that is accommodating of their interests.

I don’t see the love of children of any age as condescension but as appreciation for their struggle to mature into an adult who has control over his satisfaction. And as a good paternalist I see the rebellion of the unsatisfied as the courage to not surrender to fate, and to keep up the good fight, in the hope that someday they may find a way to achieve satisfaction with a world that does not value them.

Ridicule is the last resort of the weak.;)

Max Macro: —By getting laid Curt means paying for underaged Ukrainian whores with Bitcoin to listen to his demented ramblings about nothing —

Max. I don’t do underage. But then, unlike you, I don’t do my cousins either. 😉 Lolz

—Hey Curt still waiting for you to “beat the shit” out of me you fat pointless sack of bloviating autism—

What? Your ass still hurt from the last ground-glass dildo I used to intellectually humiliate you? (Not that I remember.)

—Yikes, you’re into some weird shit. Get help, homo—-

It’s like you keep begging me “master, master, please, I beg you, harder and deeper”.

I suppose next time Ill use the ball gag. lol

—“And this , ladies and gentlemen, is what having pie charts for friends does to a man.”—

This is what having life experience, extraordinary character and will, knowledge of many domains, and humiliating intelligence does to a man.

You see, I can trash talk, speak in colloquial language, conduct civil commercial discourse, gesture in effete polysyllables, and argue in analytic verse. The fact that you can’t climb the ladder along with me is a demonstration of nothing more than your inferiority. 😉

Oh. And you can stop flirting with me. I don’t want your ‘friendship’. That would … be uncouth, so to speak. 😉

—Nothing more pathetic than desperately trying to validate your self declared superiority to random strangers on the Internet who just like to see you break down into a puddle of your own autism—

—[pretentious reference to obscure thing is a big impact on my life, somehow]—

Lol. You are like the straight man for a comedy team. You just give me opportunity to insult you, so that I can share the conversation with my friends and get a laugh.

I love the peasantry. I can always count on an involuntary jester to blossom from the underclass. 🙂 lol

—if Curt was as awesome as he claims, it’d speak for itself and he wouldn’t have to desperately assure himself every time someone makes fun of him—-

Hey munchkin. I have evidence of repeated success in every walk of life despite a horrific childhood, aspieness, and a series of debilitating illnesses. I don’t claim I’m awesome. I claim you’re a shitbag loser grasping at straws of attention by throwing spitballs of ignorance at your betters. Which means – nearly everyone. 😉

Some People watch sitcoms. Some tell jokes. Some trash talk. I bunny-stomp on munchkins who troll me for fun and profit. It’s sheer joy. Now back to work. There is no rest for the wicked. 😉

–Curt

(Yeah, I let hot women take advantage of me. It’s true. I cop to it. And I don’t regret a penny of it. Other than maybe the Louboutin shoes. That was over the top. But I’ll tell you. You get laid GOOD for Gucci and Burberry bags. note that Apple laptops dont seem to do the same. And, yeah, I let employees take advantage of me. But the way I look at it, is that if I’ve got it, i’ll share, if I don’t I can’t. Making the money is fun anyway. )