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Originally Posted by Diogene
Like all conformists, you have no imagination, and you pretend that I am the only one who sees this society as insane, unable to see far beyond your limited horizon.
You can only express your pathetic fears, seeing me as a dictator but unable to see capitalism as a worldwide dictatorship. Do you have any idea how exploited the people who produce and ship most of your goods are? How little freedom they really have?
Any other form of society can only repel you. You are so rigid.
Tell us how neurotically your parents raised you!
Can you even face your unconscious, obedient sheep?
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Well, aren't you just the little pontificator? Seriously, do you make a lot of friends with this attitude? And, why (just out of curiosity) do you wander into a community full of people you consider inferior to yourself?
In addition, before you put yourself out as knowing all about someone such as myself, how much research do you do? Any? None at all? My guess is, it's the latter. If you had done any (and I do mean "any") research at all, you would know that there is almost nothing about me that resembles an obedient "sheep." Just ask Nate the Great (ain't that right, Nate).
Now, again, we come to the inescapable fact that your English is .... well, lacking. I understand you are trying very hard to appear intelligent to a (mostly) English speaking audience, but really, it's not working.
For example, the sentence, "Tell us how neurotically your parents raised you!" is ambiguous at best. Do you mean that I should tell you that my parents were neurotic? Or that they raised me to be neurotic? And, since I wasn't raised by my parents through most of my formative years, how would I know how they would have raised a child?
I don't see you as a dictator. You haven't risen to that level of authority in my universe. And, just saying you are a genius doesn't make you one either. No, rather I see you as a control freak ... a sad, rambling, control freak. And, that makes me almost feel sorry for you.
I certainly don't fear you. In point of fact, there is very little that I do fear. Of course, that comes from living in an area in which, if you step outside at night at the wrong time of year, you are very likely to end up as a mountain lion's late night snack.