Fri Jun 22nd, 2007 at 10:56:24 AM EST
I am not a Nord, unlike Sven, who is a Nord. I am a Sud, who lives sort of in the Nord, but sort of not.
We who live in Temperate Climes sometimes find mushrooms.
Those in the Nord find Amanitas.
But then again, we know that Sven is not a true Nord. He lives among the Nords and they accept him, but he knows that what they call "Nords" is a flexible concept, and they should be honest about that.
Big ugly beasts you have to fight off with your pitchfork...
unless you've watched Shrek.
How to tell a troll?
There are hundreds of FAQs about trolls and, maybe like religions, there's always one that dings your bell.
Yes! You think. "That's what a troll is like."
And so you learn their methods and (if you're like me) you think--oh no! I may have been behaving...
But if you read a good troll FAQ (search for Troll FAQ and, as you all know! you will find plenty)...
...if you read a good troll FAQ you will know that the fairy dust exists in the word "humorous." There be the fairy dust, Private Private. Fighting your battles from the comfort of your distress.
Any comments about the counting of the dead in Iraq?
There are plenty who dismiss the "600,000" figure.
"It's probably in the low thirties to late sixties."
60,000 dead. Thank you. We see the numbers.
They kill one of you; you multiply by...twenty. Two hundred.
In all areas!
And beware! We are all potential trolls.
Have you heard of the PURITAN TROLL?
Or the FASCIST PURITAN TROLL?
Or the NEUROTIC LANGUAGE FOCUSED troll?
When there are no "trolls" on the internet...the internet will no longer be itself...warts an all.
But...every troll....must be prodded. With the troll stick.
Of course! Trolls have sticks.
Prod them with lovelinesses and they don't know how to respond.
Prod us with facts (DoDo!) and we (I!) will respond with gratitude.
Private Private has all the facts a guy who has
--fought in no wars
--has privileged skin
--has THE FEAR of losing his privilege...
...but but but...
the trollish part is the
Very culturally specific...urgeth to spreadeth but hath no knowledge of the forces....
They read 1984,
I wonder: "Why didn't Winston leave his job and get a prole job?" The proles weren't observed every moment of the day. They drank and laughed.
A good troll is a prole troll--a drole troll, a wise troll--but a troll...is still a troll.
Y'all have much of great import to say. If the troll acts as a catalyst: fine. But trolls are like irritavision. Their job is to irritate: your job is to scratch.
But what parasite wishes such a situation? Who benefits from the itching and scratching?
Jerome! Noble Jerome. When you and Chris work out your company, and when you both realise you need a gong player--the subtle touch--
I think Private Private dreams of death...and really, Private, if you're dreaming of death you need to sort something out.
Move, fer forg's sake!
It's way too complicated to be pondering "Shiite this versus Sunni that"...
...the rot is within, not just without.
Democracy is, historically, built on slavery and...the slave owners spend little time with the slaves but when the slave doesn't iron the shirt right--boy! Do those slave owners bitch and moan!