“And you said nothing...until this.”
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I said nothing because I assumed the “discussion” was over-——and I was just scrolling through “latest posts” and realized it was not.
Futile arguments should end-——a complete waste of time.
As far as I am concerned it is now over.
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Look, they all come swooping down on the thread in the familiar mob and start in afresh with their ad hominem. If I dare to *reply* to any of them...you guessed it. I’m at fault.
According to the mob, I’m always and only the one at fault.
Whatever.
What was that old joke ... that goes on and on and on and on and on ... involves a jackass/donkey. Finally, the listener gets exasperated and begs for the joke to end—and yet again, the response is: “Patience jackass, patience.”
Once it passes the point of utter hypocritical absurdity—it kind of can become an interesting experiment in obtuse and perverse psychology and Attachment Disordered dynamics. And, as perverse as it is, sometimes it’s my hobby to toy with such. Terrible, I know. It is what it is.