It was bound to happen, and it was pulled off with the grace of Joe Cocker dancing The Nutcracker Suite. Al Gore begged off a campaign appearance for a Democrat to fly overseas to accept the Nobel Peace Prize. Even Stevie Wonder could have seen this coming, what with the politicization of the Nobel Committee in the past few years. But, Gore might just have his sights on one more prize: the Presidency of the United States.
Yes, I know Gore's denied it, but remember he's the guy who took the initiative in the creation of the Internet (which was already in existence by the time he was in Congress), so we have to at least consider the possibility that he's bluffing. Combine that with the groundswell of support for Gore among Democrats not happy with the current crop of Democrat candidates, as well as the notion that Gore was robbed in 2000, and the fire may reignite. And if you've ever seen Al Gore fired up...you can't tell the difference from when he's calm.
Regardless, Gore has time to consider his next move, and his entrance into the race would hurt just about every Democrat candidate. The lower tier candidates would get swallowed up like Gore swallows up a Twinkie. And considering all but Hillary, Barack Obama, and John Edwards are lower tier candidates, he could break through into the upper echelon relatively quickly, picking up supporters from the lower tier candidates with ease. Edwards is teetering on the verge of being irrelevant, so Gore's entry pushes him out of the top three. With Gore being the new anti-Hillary and Obama not sounding all that Presidential these days, Gore could overtake Obama and take a number of Obama supporters with him.
That leaves Hillary. The history between the Clintons and the Gores makes the Hatfields and McCoys look positively chummy. Bill Clinton used Gore to deflect criticism from his lack of a military record and did nothing to help him in 2000, partially because Gore didn't want his help, and partially because Bill had campaign volunteers with Hillary's Senate run to hit on. Hillary and Gore jockeyed for position during the Clinton years for Bill's ear, and Hillary usually won. (Fortunately, they had conceded control of other parts of Clinton's body early on, as Monica can attest.)
The Hillary-Gore matchup would be a dream for Democrats because either way, they can't lose. With either candidate, they get someone who will spend a lot of money on pet causes and weaken America. What's not to like with either one if you're a modern Democrat? And if Gore doesn't win the nomination or doesn't want to take on Hillary directly, he could always run as a third party candidate and undercut her that way.
In either case, Al Gore becomes an inconvenient alternative to Hillary.
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Oneuron said...
The REAL Oneuron. ( A Bottom Line Blog First!....but don’t expect another anytime soon)
October 7, 2007 2:34:00 PM CST
Real Oneuron said...
Checkmate, Ace.
October 8, 2007 3:29:00 PM CST
Oneuron said...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
Anonymous said...
Oneuron said...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
October 12, 2007 9:04:00 PM CST
Oneuron said...
The REAL Oneuron. ( A Bottom Line Blog First!....but don’t expect another anytime soon)
October 7, 2007 2:34:00 PM CST
Real Oneuron said...
Checkmate, Ace.
October 8, 2007 3:29:00 PM CST
Oneuron said...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
Anonymous said...
Oneuron said...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
October 12, 2007 9:04:00 PM CST
Oneuron said...
The REAL Oneuron. ( A Bottom Line Blog First!....but don’t expect another anytime soon)
October 7, 2007 2:34:00 PM CST
Real Oneuron said...
Checkmate, Ace.
October 8, 2007 3:29:00 PM CST
Oneuron said...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
Anonymous said...
Oneuron said...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
October 12, 2007 9:04:00 PM CST
Oneuron said...
The REAL Oneuron. ( A Bottom Line Blog First!....but don’t expect another anytime soon)
October 7, 2007 2:34:00 PM CST
Real Oneuron said...
Checkmate, Ace.
October 8, 2007 3:29:00 PM CST
You can post all you want, One. With every post, you prove me right about you being a liar. :-)
Oneuron said...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
Anonymous said...
Oneuron said...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
October 12, 2007 9:04:00 PM CST
Oneuron said...
The REAL Oneuron. ( A Bottom Line Blog First!....but don’t expect another anytime soon)
October 7, 2007 2:34:00 PM CST
Real Oneuron said...
Checkmate, Ace.
October 8, 2007 3:29:00 PM CST
You can post all you want, One. With every post, you prove me right about you being a liar. :-)
Oneuron said...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
Anonymous said...
Oneuron said...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
October 12, 2007 9:04:00 PM CST
Oneuron said...
The REAL Oneuron. ( A Bottom Line Blog First!....but don’t expect another anytime soon)
October 7, 2007 2:34:00 PM CST
Real Oneuron said...
Checkmate, Ace.
October 8, 2007 3:29:00 PM CST
You can post all you want, One. With every post, you prove me right about you being a liar. :-)
I just love forcing you to copy and paste such a dead-on slam, and to copy and paste your lie. LOL
Oneuron said...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
Oneuron said...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
Anonymous said...
Oneuron said...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
Anonymous said...
I just love forcing you to copy and paste such a dead-on slam, and to copy and paste your lie. LOL
October 12, 2007 9:04:00 PM CST
Oneuron said...
The REAL Oneuron. ( A Bottom Line Blog First!....but don’t expect another anytime soon)
October 7, 2007 2:34:00 PM CST
Real Oneuron said...
Checkmate, Ace.
October 8, 2007 3:29:00 PM CST
You can post all you want, One. With every post, you prove me right about you being a liar. :-)
By the way, thanks for being my BITCH. LOL
Oneuron said...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
Ace's Bitch whines...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
October 12, 2007 9:29:00 PM CST
Get anything published yet, or ever, Ace's Bitch? :-)
Oneuron said...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
Ace's Bitch whines...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
October 12, 2007 9:29:00 PM CST
What Ace's Bitch REALLY means from his statements above.
"I'm a pathetic loser who can't get published if I owned the print medium. Instead of improving my station in life, I attack someone else for doing what I wish I could do. Ace continues to whup me, prove I'm a fraud and a liar, and enjoy real success. I HATE HIM for that."
Get anything published yet, Ace's Bitch? :-)
And I made Ace copy and paste this slam again. LOL
Oneuron said...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
Anonymous said...
And I made Ace copy and paste this slam again. LOL
Oneuron said...
And you're still my bitch. :-)
Thank you for dodging my question again, Ace's Bitch. :-)
Oneuron said...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
Anonymous said...
Oneuron said...
"I'm still your bitch, Ace! Please stop posting proof that I'm a pathetic liar!"
And making you post more lies. LOL
Oneuron said...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
Ace's Bitch said...
And making you post more lies. LOL
Really? You said you weren't going to post on my blog anytime soon. Then, you posted a little more than 24 hours AFTER you said you wouldn't. And you're posting on here NOW!
And you call me a liar, Ace's Bitch? LOL
Oneuron said...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
Ace's Bitch said...
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And with every post, he proves himself to be a liar. :-)
Oneuron said...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
Ace's Bitch whined...
I guess you were too much of a coward to face me in the Podium, so you just keep posting on my blog, thus proving me right.
And proving conclusively that you ARE my bitch. LOL
Post your "slam" again, Ace's Bitch. Doesn't change the facts that you're still doing EXACTLY what I want you to do. :-)
Happy to oblige, because it's just so true.
Oneuron said...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
Ace's Bitch blunders:
Happy to oblige, because it's just so true.
Yes it is. Thank you for admitting you're my bitch. :-)
And if being a mobidly obese 36-year old virgin makes pretending another guy is your bitch something you're proud of--well then you fit right in with the rest of the closeted republicans.
But this guy said it better:
Oneuron said...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
Ace's Bitch whines:
And if being a mobidly obese 36-year old virgin makes pretending another guy is your bitch something you're proud of--well then you fit right in with the rest of the closeted republicans.
LOL! This is the best you can do after I bust you in YOUR room, Ace's Bitch? LOL
By the way, I didn't know you were 36, Ace's Bitch. The rest of the stuff I knew. :-)
Oneuron said...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
Ace's Bitch mumbles:
Does it really matter at this point, Ace's Bitch? You've proven me right about you being a liar, and you've walked into an irrefutable slam that you're incapable of responding to in any way, shape, or form. :-)
Give it up, Ace's Bitch. You've lost again. Badly. But at least you're used to tasting defeat at my hands, so it's not so bitter. LOL
Irrefutable slam:
Oneuron said...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
Ace's Bitch tries to save face and fails miserably:
Irrefutable slam:
Ace's Bitch whines:
And if being a mobidly obese 36-year old virgin makes pretending another guy is your bitch something you're proud of--well then you fit right in with the rest of the closeted republicans.
LOL! This is the best you can do after I bust you in YOUR room, Ace's Bitch? LOL
By the way, I didn't know you were 36, Ace's Bitch. The rest of the stuff I knew. :-)
THAT'S an irrefutable slam, Ace's Bitch. Next time, take notes and you might do better with the slams. :-)
Oneuron said...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
Ace's Bitch tries to save face again and fails again:
I can refute your "irrefutable slam" because I know the truth about me. You don't.
And you still haven't even touched mine, Ace's Bitch. :-)
Looks like one of us believes in truth in advertising, and it ain't you, Ace's Bitch. LOL
If you could refute it, you would have by now. LOL How can you know the truth when you don't even know who I am? When you started calling me Oneuron I had no idea what you were talking about, but now you've done it for so long and since you're incapable of admitting a mistake you're stuck with being wrong in every post. LOL
Oneuron said...
"I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being."
Ace's Bitch tries logic, and fails:
If you could refute it, you would have by now. LOL How can you know the truth when you don't even know who I am? When you started calling me Oneuron I had no idea what you were talking about, but now you've done it for so long and since you're incapable of admitting a mistake you're stuck with being wrong in every post. LOL
Keep posting, Ace's Bitch. You only keep proving me right about you being a liar. LOL
Oneuron said...
"This is why your efforts are ignored by the Big World Out There. This prattle wouldn't even get graded in a College Writing Course, just written all over in red ink in a vain attempt to get you to understand what effective communication is. Since I did pass a College Writing course, allow me to help you out here. You are a poor writer because you are a poor thinker. You use your own definitions, such as the laughable "faux Liberal" because it affords you the comfort of avoiding an intellectual analysis you are incapable of. I guess we can blame the entire Right Wing movement for this, as it has spawned a cottage industry of weak-minded hacks who think they're going to get syndicated if they just persist in pumping out trite twaddle.
I was discussing politics with far more informed and active people than you will ever be since I was 14 years old, and the crap you type about is just short of having you declared Non Compos Mentis- it has little relation to real politics, or real logic.
Perhaps I should be flattered that your goal in life is to someday best me in battle. Let us note here that if you could, you would, but since you can't, you hide like a coward behind arguing with a Phantom Oneuron. Even this guy, Ace, is above your level. You will NEVER, in your lifetime, get to my level. You should set more reasonable goals, like outwitting an amoeba, or outrunning a cripple.
I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being.
Anyway, you know where to find me when you want to bleed some more. Note also that I would never respond anonymously to anybody, much less an immature jackass with emotional problems. "
Ace's Bitch bleats...
Does it really matter? I've beaten you on your turf (The Podium) more times than I can count and more times than you care to admit. Nobody except the truly ignorant take you seriously in there and they mock you behind your back. At least I have the courage to do it to your "face" as it were.
As far as finding you "when you want to bleed some more" I keep finding you...and you keep running from me, hiding behind anonymous posts because you can't handle someone with actual brains and talent.
That would explain why you keep denying what you're doing. Maybe you think you're fooling me, but you're not. You've been busted on so many levels with this that you have not even a shred of credibility left.
But keep posting, Ace's Bitch. I LOVE watching you prove me right without me having to do anything but acknowledge you exist. You make my job sooooooooo easy. LOL
Oneuron said...
"This is why your efforts are ignored by the Big World Out There. This prattle wouldn't even get graded in a College Writing Course, just written all over in red ink in a vain attempt to get you to understand what effective communication is. Since I did pass a College Writing course, allow me to help you out here. You are a poor writer because you are a poor thinker. You use your own definitions, such as the laughable "faux Liberal" because it affords you the comfort of avoiding an intellectual analysis you are incapable of. I guess we can blame the entire Right Wing movement for this, as it has spawned a cottage industry of weak-minded hacks who think they're going to get syndicated if they just persist in pumping out trite twaddle.
I was discussing politics with far more informed and active people than you will ever be since I was 14 years old, and the crap you type about is just short of having you declared Non Compos Mentis- it has little relation to real politics, or real logic.
Perhaps I should be flattered that your goal in life is to someday best me in battle. Let us note here that if you could, you would, but since you can't, you hide like a coward behind arguing with a Phantom Oneuron. Even this guy, Ace, is above your level. You will NEVER, in your lifetime, get to my level. You should set more reasonable goals, like outwitting an amoeba, or outrunning a cripple.
I'd be embarrassed for you if you weren't so enthusiastic about bleeding your well deserved insecurities all over me. I can hear the child's whine as the kids picked on you for being a misfit- the sadness of always being chosen last for a pick up game - the bumbling lil' nose-picker chewing on his glove in right field, hoping the ball never came his way, and wetting his pants when it did. Later in life the rejections by women for any relationship beyond “friendship” and as a shopping buddy. These emotional and mental infirmities are not my fault, and it doesn't matter to me which persons are responsible for the genetic train wreck that is your being.
Anyway, you know where to find me when you want to bleed some more. Note also that I would never respond anonymously to anybody, much less an immature jackass with emotional problems. "
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