I would never wish on any one of you on Voltaire's "Mod" Porch the same kind of treatment you've given Bonnie. It's absolutely despicable and I'm ashamed to have been friendly with any of you who are gloating tonight.
I went and read some of what you make reference to. All I can say is that it is the mark of classless people.
However, remember this well.
SI was originally established as a vehicle to exchange knowledge & ideas about investment. This implies good will as it assumes that you are ready to "exchange" value for value.
In general, the so called "conservatives and right wingers" who I have read in my brief presence in this locale (SI), can be grouped by three common denominators: (I acknowledge this is a generalization)
1. They have considerable losses in their investment portfolios. This tends to reflect their conservative views, even in their investment perspectives.
2. The "value" they offer is mostly that of hate when you do not agree with their views. This reflects their insides. In my opinion, they are rotting from the inside at best, and can not accept that maybe, just maybe, other views may be correct, including that in the investment views.
3. They tend to believe in deities to "save them" (I do not know from what, other than themselves, or a similar hate yielding "conservative" group) Indeed this also reflect in their investment performance.
Anyway... just my opinion.
and now... for something totally different:
The Guy Who Didn't Listen
A man traveling by plane was in urgent need of using the restroom. Each time he tried to use it, it was occupied. The flight attendant, aware of his predicament, suggested he use the ladies room but she cautioned him against pressing any of the buttons. The buttons were marked "WW", "WA", "PP" and "ATR".
Making a fateful mistake many men make in disregarding what a woman says, he allowed his curiosity to get the best of him and decided to try the buttons anyways. He carefully pressed the first button, marked "WW", and immediately warm water sprayed his entire bottom. he thought, "Golly, the gals really got it made..." Still curious, he pressed the second button, marked "WA" and warm air dried his entire bottom warmly and quickly. He thought that was out of his world. The button marked "PP" caused a large powder puff to powder his bottom with sweet smelling silky powder. Well, naturally, he could not resist the last button marked "ATR".
When he woke up in the hospital, he panicked an buzzed the nurse. When she appeared he cried out, "What happened? The last thing I remember, I was in the ladies room aboard a plane."
The nurse replied "Yes, you were having a great time until you pressed the last button "ATR" which stands for Automatic Tampon Removal. Your penis is under your pillow." |
