@fresco,
Hey Fresco…back at the keyboard. My aunts have their food supply for the next week…and my friend Randy (bedridden with advanced MS) had a short visit from me to discuss why we each thought the GIANTS played such a lousy game of football against Dallas last night. Good deeds all seen to.
As I mentioned, I am trying to understand your disdain for me. The contempt, scorn, and general displeasure you have for me is a mystery—and I would like to see if I can understand your motivation better so as to improve the situation if possible.
I will acknowledge at the outset that I am not the sharpest tool in the shed…not the brightest lamp on the tree. I managed to get through college (majors Economics, Philosophy, and Religion) and Grad School (Psychology)…but that was a long time ago. I try to keep my mind active by being physically active (I am a very, very active 76 year old) and by actively challenging my mind doing a Sunday sized crossword, a super Sudoku, and solving the Rubik’s cube each and every day. I also participate in discussions on the Internet in this forum and others. Not many years back I exercised my mind further by writing (and having published) hundreds of op ed pieces on a variety of subjects…in local newspapers; some of the top newspapers across the United States and England, and in national magazines.
You call me ignorant often…a philosophical ignoramus…boring…monotonous…simplistic…intellectually lazy…shallow…a committer of intellectual felonies (!)…and that I stick my fingers in my ears rather than listen to what you say.
I see you doing this same kind of thing to others—often sending scorn and contempt toward people who displease you.
Look, Fresco, there are many here who do that sort of thing—some who do it damn near every post…and to damn near every respondent. You all are free to do so. But most of the others do not seem to be of the same intellectual caliber as you. I can see them doing it without being nearly as amazed as when I see you doing it.
Why do you do it? What, in particular, is so loathsome about me that you feel it appropriate to engage in this kind of thing as often as you do?
Don’t get me wrong…I am not pleading with you to stop it. I can take it—make no mistake about that. I can take a good deal more than you can dish out. I laugh stuff like that off with a hearty and genuine laughter.
But I do want to understand it.
My penchant for asking questions…especially the one about whether a particular assertion is knowledge or a guess…seems to me to be more indicative of positive intellectualism than is the need you and others have to constantly derogate discussion partners.
Discuss it with me, Fresco.