Thanks to you, UT, for shoveling that stinking pile of shit off the porch here. I never even attempted to comment on anything that jerk wrote because I could tell from his first week onsite that this was all a game he was playing. It's called Mind Fuck. I've seen it played before and I'll confess having tried it myself when I was considerably less mature. The object is not to learn or expound anything, the only purpose is to confound the person(s) you are talking to at every turn. Even if it means spinning on your heels and reversing your previous position, you must never let the other person form a reply or get a handle on the bombast you are hurling at him, always be derisive and negative, and always crush down any attempt to point out facts or pin down one element to resolve it. The subject is irrelevant, the player gets his kicks from preventing anything other that the thread he controls from entering into the discussion. It is manipulative to the max, that is the sole purpose of the game, and I watched that jerk even switch directions and compliment some of you on your "astute observations" so that he could continue to play ringmaster and keep the game moving. I don't doubt that people who like this kind of thing are sociopaths. The game of Mind Fuck is a mainstay on college campuses where there are a lot of immature kids who are trying to make themselves appear powerful and clever, and there are lots of people the gamer can play with who have not reached the point in their lives of knowing what they believe or how to express it. Given the level of intellectual development at The Cellar, I'm amazed that nobody caught on. Dov was just pushing buttons and blowing smoke, he didn't have any agenda more important than making an increasingly disgusting mess and seeing how long we would put up with it.
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