Nobody is jumping down your throat to defend Harper, they’re mocking you for replying to your own comments to whine about downvotes. You aren’t a political martyr fighting a cult, you’re just a guy screaming into a mirror and getting mad at the reflection.
“No one is screaming,” says the guy who replied to his own comments in ALL CAPS whining about downvotes and crying that the thread is an “astroturf cult brigade.”
Trying to pull the detached, unbothered routine now after spending twelve straight hours melting down in public is hilarious.
“Check yes or no so I know which label to slap on you.”
What must it be like to view the entire world through a toddler’s sorting block? Carney isn’t your savior and he isn’t your cartoon fascist villain; he’s an establishment technocrat doing what establishment technocrats do. You aren’t getting a neat little confession out of me to salvage your meltdown.
Oh, now we’re clutching pearls? You can dish out “astroturf cult” all day, but the second someone points out you’re literally arguing with yourself in the replies, you run for the fainting couch.
You wanted a “confession” because you need everyone who doesn’t echo your exact melodramatic hysterics to be an undercover Liberal shill. It’s an exhausting, childish routine, and nobody is buying it.
You’re fixating on a single figure of speech because every substantive point you tried to make blew up in your face.
You wanted people to submit to your little purity test so you could validate your temper tantrum. It didn’t work. Now you’re arguing about vocabulary in the ruins of your own thread.
Nobody is jumping down your throat to defend Harper, they’re mocking you for replying to your own comments to whine about downvotes. You aren’t a political martyr fighting a cult, you’re just a guy screaming into a mirror and getting mad at the reflection.
says the person who said I should be “institutionalized”
You’re screaming at imaginary cabals, replying to yourself four times an hour, and spamming the thread. If the shoe fits, wear it.
no one is “screaming” here. If you’re reading my comments that way then might I suggest taking a breather?
“No one is screaming,” says the guy who replied to his own comments in ALL CAPS whining about downvotes and crying that the thread is an “astroturf cult brigade.”
Trying to pull the detached, unbothered routine now after spending twelve straight hours melting down in public is hilarious.
I never said I wasn’t bothered. But clearly you aren’t done with berating me, why is that?
Because watching someone spend an entire day starting fires in the comments and then crying that people are noticing the smoke is top-tier comedy.
You aren’t a victim. You picked fights in this thread and got embarrassed. If you’re done getting your feelings hurt, close the tab.
why, so you can say that I “ran away” again?
Nobody cares if you stay or go. We’re laughing at the tantrum, not keeping attendance.
If lingering in your own ruins makes you feel brave, knock yourself out.
ok so you think this move by Carney is bad, then?
“Check yes or no so I know which label to slap on you.”
What must it be like to view the entire world through a toddler’s sorting block? Carney isn’t your savior and he isn’t your cartoon fascist villain; he’s an establishment technocrat doing what establishment technocrats do. You aren’t getting a neat little confession out of me to salvage your meltdown.
It was a simple question. And I’m not sure why you feel like calling out Carney would be a “confession”. What an odd thing to say
Oh, now we’re clutching pearls? You can dish out “astroturf cult” all day, but the second someone points out you’re literally arguing with yourself in the replies, you run for the fainting couch.
You wanted a “confession” because you need everyone who doesn’t echo your exact melodramatic hysterics to be an undercover Liberal shill. It’s an exhausting, childish routine, and nobody is buying it.
Why do you consider it a “confession” to call out Carney? I didn’t use the word first, you did.
You’re fixating on a single figure of speech because every substantive point you tried to make blew up in your face.
You wanted people to submit to your little purity test so you could validate your temper tantrum. It didn’t work. Now you’re arguing about vocabulary in the ruins of your own thread.
Seems a lot like you did a little freudian slip and are now big mad, actually
We’ve officially reached the “I have no arguments left so I’ll pretend you’re mad” stage of internet cope.