I stopped posting to c.l.j because you invariably snipped my posts and
turned the thread into either rant against jQuery (which, by the way,
I have never used just as I have never used any other framework or
library) or into an advertisement for your latest fad/project.
Not only is that a blatant fiction; but, of your four posts this year,
it appears three were direct responses to me. Odd for someone who
doesn't want to talk to me.
I could
give you many examples such as herehttp://groups.google.com/group/comp.lang.javascript/browse_thread/thr...
where I begged you not to get involved and let others answer but to no
avail.
I won't bother to read your regurgitation, but will go way out on a
limb and say you didn't know what was good for you.
So eventually I stopped posting, as I suspect have so many
others.
It's interesting that virtually all of your recent posts revolve
around me and your "suspicions" about me.
For your information I am not a EMCAScript developer,
That much is clear sir.
I am a Microwave
Radio Engineer and several years ago I decided I wanted to learn
EMCAScript in order to provide microwave link planning tools, for
free, on the Web.
I think you've been standing too close to your radios.
The Line of Sight tool is herehttp://members.chello.at/stephen.joung/indexDistanceElevation.htmland
the Link Planning tool is herehttp://members.chello.at/stephen.joung/indexMW_Distance20.html
How ironic. An advertisement for your latest product or "fad".
But I soon learned that you have a real anger directed at newcomers or
anyone who asks a question that you consider to be simple and rather
than let someone else answer you feel duty bound to insult the
questioner and his question.
No, that's simply a mirage.
I’m afraid this is what has made
EMCAScript newcomers stay away in droves and without fresh blood
c.l.j. has become stale.
Quite the contrary. I'm clearly the biggest draw here.
In my opinion it’s mainly down to you and
this is why I sometimes cannot stop myself from knocking you off the
pedestal you have put yourself on.
You are like a feather trying to topple a mountain.