A SINGLE post? Are you that daft, man? OK, so you don't play much chess then. Answers that question. Little wonder you don't recognize check-mate, but residing in a land of blissful CP-think ignorance, as you do, clearly this is not the only kind of thing that so easily gets past you. You've been playing games on this thread long enough and I've check-mated you with your own logical inconsistencies too many times already.
I decided yesterday that you were just getting too boring, so I decided to start posting to someone else for a change. But then you jumped right in and decided to respond -- not that you couldn't, of course (as though that poster needed any help from you). But you just kept coming back for more, trying to impose imagined rules of discourse which exist only in your mind.
I know I really got to you yesterday and stripped off your silly, self-hating, CP-style "conservative" veneer and showed it up for what it is. I know it probably must hurt, bruised ego and all.
You remind me of that Joe Palooka blow-up boxing dummy I used to punch out when I was 6 years old. You just keep bobbing up and getting your head handed to you repeatedly. Does your nose squeek when it gets punched like Palooka's did? One of these days, just like that dummy, you'll spring a leak, deflate, and be tossed away. But that can be some one else's mess to pickup after.
Real conservatives won the argument against phony conservatives like you long ago when they quit imagining splinter parties (e.g., "Tax-payers Party," "American Independent Party") and forgettable campaigns that went with them and realized that success would only be acheived within the current system. Instead, we united behind Reagan and the rest is history.
You'll just choose to be the butt of history, and that's fine. I'm just finished with responding to any more of your vapid postings for now.
Yes. The poster made a comment, and you responded to it by declaring "checkmate". This ain't rocket science, bud.
My compliments to you on your imaginative theatrical writing style, by the way. You really know how to express your emotions. By all means, keep imagining I'm the one who's ego is bruised, when you're the one who had to retreat to your childhood to conjure up an image of some doll to get your aggressions out. I'm sure you wish you had that doll around now, since that's about the only thing you can tackle.
Like I said, our transcript speaks for itself.