Obviously, he did not know that. And more to the point, whatever you
believe, you could never prove he did. So your "case" has not a single
leg to stand on.
And yet, in those ten years of repeated defamation, you have had the
saintly resolve to turn the other cheek and never take him to court to
win the case that you so clearly could.
Or alternatively, you've been blowing hot air for the last ten years.
Whatever your motives, why should anyone believe that this time is
going to be different?
You're lying again. (See your own posts for proof.)
(And "addictive personality"??? Addicted to what, pray tell?)
As you lie every time you promise to
1) sue someone for libel
2) leave a newsgroup
-- plenty of other untruths, but you keep repeating these ones and
it's become pathetic.
One thing, Kentucky Fried, I don't understand. Although I never said
I'd leave, saying instead I'd post code in answer to Julienne's
challenge, I don't see what if anything it proves if a person says he
will go and doesn't.
There could be any number of reasons for a change in mind, most of
them not discreditable.
But, as I have said, the "logic" of these newsgroups seems to me to be
a dreamlike "logic" which is based on the fact that a critical number
of posters here grew up in "feminist" families of the 1970s and 1980s
in which the father was shamed using faux-feminist themes in addition
to the usual bimbo crap: you're not a man because we're not rich, shit
like that.
A critical mass of posters here probably saw the shamed Father depart
and return in several attempts at reconciliation, and because each
departure, and to an extent each return, was a childhood wound, here,
the search is on for ersatz fathers that people who are
chronologically but in no wise emotionally adults can feel superior
to, thereby temporarily and in an addictive pattern relieving feelings
of impotence which in the case of many American programmers have a
basis in reality.
The hilarious pastiche of the Boxer, like so much ill-digested Pop
music in these childish minds, which of course tried to reverse the
dignity Paul Simon gave to the Boxer, was not about me, nor about a
Boxer, not even the original track. It was about the American father.
It is very tiresome to come in here and be a target for wounded
shitheads and sleazeball limey computer consultants. It is very
tiresome indeed.
On Julienne's challenge: I designed via simple comments a regex parser
vastly more complete than Kernighan's example in Beautiful Code, using
a new idea: model sequencing and alternation of substrings on logical
And and logical Or and provide "strong" and "weak" versions of both
operators, dispensing with the silly talk of "greedy" or "non-greedy"
regexes.
But at that point, I decided that:
(1) I've already demonstrated that after a few weeks of refresher, I'm
a better C coder than anyone in this shithole, with the exception of
Willem, based on my performance in the string replace program.
(2) C is a language for retards
(3) For technical interaction these newsgroups suck because too many
lunatics use them to jerk themselves off
Therefore, I shall do the code in a language for grown-ups (C sharp)
and put it on my blog at spinoza1111.wordpress.com when it is ready.
But I shall return here anytime I need a laugh. Get used to it,
Orville.
There is a Yokel named Harlan
Who said to his ex-wife, darlin',
Take me back in your shack
Looky how I can attack
Listen to Harlan, snarlin' at his darlin'!
There is a Rube named Sanders
Who like a chicken has danders
'Bout boys he don't like
'Specially when they strike
Back like a man at Sanders.
Way down South in ole Kaintuck
Old Harlan Sanders don't give a ****
'Bout nobody but hisself:
He wastes his time and therefore, wealth
In a homeless shelter he makes his stand
Thinks he's the toughest in the land
But he ain't nothin' but a fool
He needs to go back to school
Get hisself a GED
Or put an end to his misery.
Dosey do and turn around
They pay him no mind in his old town.