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even Ezra Pound would have called you a bitch.
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Posted by: peter ramus | Monday, 08 May 2006 at 07:41 PM
flame? I think that more aptly describes yr mammy's spinkta as she passes by the kennel on her way home from a tough day trickin' on the overpass outside tulsa eh, ashholio...you wouldn't recognize mencken or bierce or swift if it was shoved in yr culo
Posted by: A | Monday, 08 May 2006 at 07:46 PM
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Posted by: Gary | Monday, 08 May 2006 at 08:51 PM
BOOKMARKED! Call yr attorney pals, jew-boy. Yr shit; you've proved dat. brug.com
Posted by: ...... | Monday, 08 May 2006 at 09:05 PM
You know it's SCOTTIE THE LIT. POODLE by the sound of his yips! The Poodle bites! Yr a cheesy lil' gimp, scottie the lit poodle: that's what everyone knows. Bloviator! WHoa deep, greasephuck. Hope some analytical standards aren't enforced soon at your center of higher swindlin,' cuz then you lose your spelling stipend, poodle-boy.
Posted by: DaveSteiger | Monday, 08 May 2006 at 09:28 PM
You're as bogus, kitschy, lightweight as like an Irving Copi text. Got that, u dirt-f-n byatch? I think you'd be better off at say the nearest Howard Johnson's management training course, you pathetic little fuck, Kawfmann.
Posted by: Dr. Virago | Monday, 08 May 2006 at 09:44 PM
Stick with Jack London, leftonazi Jewboy. If you had any ballz, youd be reading Quine instead of leetle books about doggies. But yr too buzy being the Vulvas resident buttslut.
Posted by: Socrates | Monday, 08 May 2006 at 10:26 PM
Got dat? But get this: you know what caused this sort of collapse of rational progressive politics, even more than ol Papa Marx did?: I suggest (anecdotally, alas) it was LITERATURE, INC.
Posted by: Jamie | Monday, 08 May 2006 at 11:44 PM
"family website peppered with "analytic" bloviation?"
Is that analytic as in "analytic philosophy"? Is this guy claiming to be an analytic philosopher?!
Posted by: Timothy J Scriven | Tuesday, 09 May 2006 at 02:28 AM
Dear God, I was right. This idiot actually thinks he's an analytic philosopher. If he has read Quine he hasn't profited from the experience. GFAD.
Posted by: Timothy J Scriven | Tuesday, 09 May 2006 at 02:35 AM
timtim: you don't know what the ToS thinks, but you must think plagiarism, misrepresentation, and lying are acceptable forms of discourse if you hold a spam-bot consisting of some plagiarized misquotes and invented insults, imitations/defamations, etc. to be some form of valid communication; and I a quite sure the Tos knows a lot more about validity than k-mann does.
Posted by: Dave | Tuesday, 09 May 2006 at 05:57 AM
You know, it's actually difficult to tell the Troll of Sorrow apart from, well, the Troll of Sorrow in this thread. Only by virtue of the "novelty," er, recombination of his previous insults can you tell them apart. And don't you love how he's now calling himself "Dave Steiger"? Boy, wouldn't it just be great if I wasted an entire morning trying to discover whether that was his real name? I mean, you know, if that was other real name, a different one from the one I know but scrupulously avoid using so as to avoid any legal entanglement with said person. Oh, and to follow my own rules:
"anyone want to act macho then ya should have the spine to back it up...and as I told you many a time I am more than willing to knock any one of yr asses out"
Posted by: Scott Eric Kaufman | Tuesday, 09 May 2006 at 08:04 AM
"In the J-Edgaropolis of blogs, simply asking for facts, proofs, bare-bones arguments ala Toulmin, say, or bringing up the dreaded L-V-or-F-words (logic, verification, falsification) causes one to be banned from sites and then be awarded the troll sobriquet."
Damn, this thing is rather fun.
Posted by: History Geek | Tuesday, 09 May 2006 at 08:50 PM
I admit much of my blogwriting is done on the fly, spur of the moment stuff and I think you a bit too much of the literattuer to appreciate more noirish, pulp writing.
Posted by: RR Lyrae | Wednesday, 10 May 2006 at 02:23 AM