--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, turquoiseb <no_reply@...> wrote: (snip) > I was just amused at how strongly the Judester had > gotten her buttons pushed by all of this, that's all.
Allow me to correct Barry here. He was desperately *hoping* to push my buttons and found himself instead getting his own buttons pushed, big-time. After all these years, it still never occurs to him that it's *he* who looks bad when he tries to put over a false story and finds it promptly reduced to rubble. It never occurs to him that the fact that he feels the need to "improve" on a story, whatever it may be, is an obvious admission that he doesn't think the real story is impressive enough to make his case; nor does it occur to him that if he just *makes up* stuff out of whole cloth about his "enemies," as he does in this post, it's an obvious admission that he has no valid criticisms to make. That's why Barry loses, time after time, and why he's the butt of so much mockery. Nobody is fooled by his strutting and bluster. He's a natural-born loser because he's never been able to learn from his mistakes. > No one takes anything she says seriously, but it IS > kinda perversely amusing to watch her get so wound up > she stays up ranting until after 2 a.m. trying to > defend the indefensible, all because she's got the > hots for the indefensible. :-) > > Watching her lose it over all of this, seemingly > convinced at every moment that she's "winning" and > actually helping Robin's reputation around here, I > am reminded of one of the classic stories about > Winston Churchill and Lady Astor. He loathed her, > and some cruel host who didn't like Churchill very > much seated her next to him at a dinner. Churchill > did what any sensible diplomat would do in such a > situation, and proceeded to get roaring drunk. > > At one point, he turned and stared at her and said, > as if he were just then noticing it, "Madame, you > are *incredibly* ugly." She turned to him and said, > "Sir, you are drunk." Churchill replied, "Yes, I am > drunk, but in the morning I will be sober, and you > will still be ugly." > > Judy can "defend" Robin all she wants, and try to > call those who don't buy his act all the names she > wants, but in the morning, when all of this blows > over, Robin will *still* be a crazy person, and > she'll *still* be a gullible idiot for having fallen > for his act. The only difference will be that she'll > have proven herself even more of an idiot than usual. > > I don't know about you, Xeno, but that's really my > only interest in Robin Carlsen -- how SO many people, > who all consider themselves SO intelligent, could be > SO taken in by this sociopathic charlatan, both in > the past, and more recently on this forum. It boggles > the mind. > > Watching Judy gush over Robin is like watching the > French gush over Jerry Lewis, but even more incom- > prehensible. Maybe at heart Judy is still in high > school, and she's still trying to draw attention by > "liking the bad boys." Who knows? Anyway, give this > song a listen and see if it reminds you of her as > much as it did me: > > https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FGQt6GY8nKA > > [Spoken:] > Is she really going out with him? > Well, there she is. Let's ask her. > Judy, is that Robin's ring you're wearing? > Mm-hmm > Gee, it must be great riding with him > Is he picking you up after school today? > Uh-uh > By the way, where'd you meet him? > > I met him at the candy store > He turned around and smiled at me > You get the picture? (yes, we see) > That's when I fell for (the leader of the pack) > > My folks were always putting him down (down, down) > They said he came from the wrong side of town > (whatcha mean when ya say that he came from the wrong side of town?) > They told me he was bad > But I knew he was sad > That's why I fell for (the leader of the pack) > > One day my dad said, "Find someone new" > I had to tell my Robin we're through > (whatcha mean when ya say that ya better go find somebody new?) > He stood there and asked me why > But all I could do was cry > I'm sorry I hurt you (the leader of the pack) > > [Spoken:] > He sort of smiled and kissed me goodbye > The tears were beginning to show > As he drove away on that rainy night > I begged him to go slow > But whether he heard, I'll never know > > Look out! Look out! Look out! Look out! > > I felt so helpless, what could I do? > Remembering all the things we'd been through > In school they all stop and stare > I can't hide the tears, but I don't care > I'll never forget him (the leader of the pack) > > The leader of the pack - now he's gone > The leader of the pack - now he's gone > The leader of the pack - now he's gone > The leader of the pack - now he's gone > [Fade] >
