--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, doctordumbass@... <no_reply@...> wrote: > > You have proven beyond a shadow of a doubt, that one picture is worth much > more than the 546 words that preceded it. > > Note to readers: Since Yahoo doesn't re-post pictures, the photo shows a long > orderly line of porta-potties, with one down the line knocked over backwards, > presumably containing the author to whom Ann responds, so elegantly and so > precisely.
Thanks Doc, it appears so far today I am batting 1000 but I better quit while I'm ahead, it can only go downhill from here. > > --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "Ann" <awoelflebater@> wrote: > > > > > > --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, turquoiseb <no_reply@> wrote: > > > > > > --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "Ann" awoelflebater@ wrote: > > > > > > > > --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "curtisdeltablues" > > <curtisdeltablues@> wrote: > > > > > > > > > > And then there were two. > > > > > > > > I wonder what the chances are for three? Four? Eleven? > > > > > > Not much chance of the count going over four at this > > > point. And as usual, the feedback provided to the > > > instigator of all this hatred goes completely over > > > her head, and is perceived as just another opportunity > > > to try to lure both of us (and Share, her other "enemie > > > de la semaine" who I forgot to include in my earlier > > > posts) into extended tarbaby arguments with her. One > > > has to wonder about a life so empty and so bitter that > > > this is her only recreation. > > > > > > Well, I'm tired of it. There is nothing I can do to keep > > > any of the four or five of them from posting what they > > > want about me here, but there IS something I can do to > > > try to persuade Judy to give up these attempts to get me > > > to argue with her and "refute" or "defend myself" against > > > her now 17-years-and-counting attacks on me. Here it is, > > > in the clearest language I can manage, written last > > > night but not sent because of a faulty Net connection: > > > > > > Because Judy seems to still labor under the delusion that > > > I feel she is worth arguing with, I will indeed reply > > > to her, but not quite in the way she expects. > > > > > > I apologize in advance to those here who will feign > > > affront or indignation at the way I am going to phrase > > > this, but from my point of view I am dealing with an > > > insane person who JUST DOESN'T GET IT, so I'm going > > > to have to put things in language that even *she* > > > might understand. Maybe. > > > > > > If the person who is trying her best to get me to > > > argue with her to "defend myself" against her lame-o > > > attacks thinks she will succeed, she has *seriously* > > > missed who I am and what I think of her. Allow me > > > to explain, to hopefully put an end to this embar- > > > rassing (on her part) ego-posturing: > > > > > > If I were out in the woods, say at a "rough it" camp > > > or a military bivouac, I might encounter the...uh... > > > primitive sanitary devices that are constructed in > > > such sites. For example, feeling the call of nature > > > (a #2 experience, in TMO terms), I might find my way > > > to a long latrine trench dug in the dirt, over which > > > one squats on makeshift "seats" constructed of sticks > > > bound together with twine, upon which one rests one's > > > butt while...uh...doing one's business. > > > > > > If, finding myself perched on one of these devices, > > > I looked down and found Judy Stein immediately below > > > me at the bottom of the trench, rather than take a dump > > > on her I would compassionately get up and move to a seat > > > at the other end of the trench. The compassion in this > > > case would not be for her, but for my own shit. I could > > > not take the chance of it being fouled and its vibe > > > being lowered as the result of coming into contact > > > with Judy Stein. > > > > > > Are we clear now, Jude? > > > > > > > > > > > >
