Lord Ellpus wrote:The trouble is though, Steve, if everyone actually engages him in debate, it just gives him more jerking off material.
You're right of course, me Lord. And yet I can't seem to stop myself.
Why ever? Well, one thing is that we've long gotten used to his antics over in
the related Dutch thread, so I'm not as shocked as one might be first encountering his rants. (And I wouldnt have been, in any case, because he is almost a comic archetype of a character that's grabbed copious media space in Holland last few years; that is, he's like a comedian typecasting "the Fortuynist wingnut". Rich material, that.)
That also means I've had some time to reflect on my motivations, and there's more or less three of 'em, I think - none of which, to be sure, are in any way honorable.
* For one, there is a vague, or rather:
vain, gratification in bantering with him. Why? Because it's so much like, I dunno - shooting fish in a barrel. As such, it's a form of entertainment more than anything else.
* There's almost a sense in comfort in knowing that he will respond in exactly the same way, saying the exact same things,
every single time. I dunno. Its kinda like why some dark-spirited people have this person at hand to kick around every day. You kick it, and it makes the exact same sound - day after day after day. There's a pleasant sense of predictability, of routine, in that, in a world otherwise so fraught with change and unreliability. He's very reliable that way.
* There's also a zen-like meditational quality about talking with someone whom you have zero illusions about. That can save you a lot of frustration. With other folks who are mostly on the other side, but are yet, quite obviously, open-minded and intelligent, I can get all worked up sometimes, when they suddenly go all short-sighted or stubborn-headed about something, resorting to rhetorical nonsequiturs. Argh! Furiously frustrated, is what it makes me sometimes. But with Herberts, there's no such frustration, because you know from the start that there's nothing whatsoever to achieve there. So you're really just talking for the sake of talking, for your own gratification in it - there is no point, or target, and neither can there be. That, too, is kind of calming and comforting.
Yeah, some kind of combination like that.