I must've really hit a nerve.
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"Eating my words"? Tell me, when the bullies cornered you in school, what did they make you eat?
Must've been even worse after you left school. The workplace was going to be better - only it wasn't. Sure, the bullies couldn't pin you into a corner and pull your underwear up over your head anymore, but now it was even worse. Your coworkers and even your bosses were all friends, all members of the same "in" club which never let you in back in school. You're still smarter than all of them; they couldn't even begin to understand most of your ideas - so instead, they just refused to listen. No matter how superior your ideas were, your bosses kept saying things like "not best practices" and "industry standards" and things like that. They couldn't even begin to understand how superior your knowledge of computers was, so they conspired to lock you out. Your coworkers always seemed to get credit for your best ideas, leaving you the blame for anything which they couldn't make work. The bosses wouldn't listen; they are part of the conspiracy to keep you down, keep you from ever rising to the heights you deserve. Your Mom couldn't even help you anymore. You're alone. Still helpless, still being bullied by people who don't even understand a tenth of what you know about computers. You try at great length to get them to understand how superior your ideas are only to be told your ideas aren't "scalable" or "manageable". When you demonstrated for your employers how superior your ideas really are, they couldn't understand and found excuses like "due diligence" and "reliability". They used "best practices" as an excuse to not bother to understand your genius, your brilliance.
That's when it happened, isn't it? That's when you started work on your magnum opus, on the software that would make them all shut up. Only it didn't work that way, did it? They laughed at you, perhaps they even threatened to fire you if you didn't start working "with the team", a euphemism for pretending to be as stupid as they were. It was the schoolyard all over again, but no Mommy or Teacher in sight. This wasn't better, it was worse as you realized that all you could do was bite your tongue and take it, just like you had to take all the humiliation from the bullies on the schoolyard.
Based on the extreme vehemence of your response, I'm even more certain that I've correctly described the worthless ends of your life in every detail. So now I'm curious - do you spend your nights lying awake dreaming of revenge all the time, of getting back at everyone that hurt you, getting back at the Daddy who just couldn't respect a gutless worm like you; or perhaps Daddy was doing more and now you're just too old to be any good even for that? Even the Police and the Courts wouldn't help you. They keep telling you there's nothing you can do, but you know it's just the same old bullies from school still trying to keep you from being recognized for your superior intellect. You couldn't sue anybody; the lawyers keep telling you that they won't take this on contingency, that you don't have a chance of winning in a court of law. Mommy loves you but she can't afford to buy a lawyer to chase a lost cause. Now you're truly alone; even your Mommy doesn't understand or believe you. So now you live in your New York flat; your neighbors avoid you. They say you're strange, that there's something off about you. They can all sense that you're different, and they're all scared of you for it. Well, not scared. Hostile. That's the word. Even here where you're not showing everyone up in class, they still don't like you. Nobody'll be your friend, there's nobody left you can turn to. Mommy won't even hold you like she used to. Daddy never did respect you anyway; but now he doesn't even want to be around you (probably a good thing for you). There aren't even teachers left to turn to. Nobody at work (assuming you can hold a job) will be your friend or even give you a chance. So you end up here. Tell me, do you masturbate while reading your spampo
you are truly delusional. Or (as I've speculated) trying to use the "Big Lie" method. I'm leaning towards delusional - it goes with the triad you're fulfilling:
Abused during childhood.
Likes to torture and kill helpless animals (by proxy via the internet).
Only one last step to go - unless you've already gone there?
Not projection, incidentally. Just observation and analysis.
And you haven't answered my question - have you progressed to torturing and killing small animals, or is your participation as an A/C here on/. filling that need for you?
Abused during childhood? Check.
Likes to torture/kill small animals? Check (by proxy, through the internet and online forums).
I'm sure you believe otherwise; but that's because you can only post A/C. Been banned here at/. like over at Wikipedia? I'm sure your delusional pattern is the result of long-term abuse by one or both of your parents, combined with schoolyard bullying. In fact, your behavior here is proof of this. You've discovered an arena where you can be the bully - only none of us are running home crying.
Must be scary - having someone you've never met personally so accurately describe your life? You're still a poor child, helpless to defend himself. You're A/C, and the only posts I've ever seen supporting you have come from yourself, the A/C. It's not fair, is it? Even here, you are the bullied, not the bully - isn't that right?
Well - at least, you're typing now instead of cutting and pasting. You're absolutely wrong, of course; but it's still an improvement.
Keep up the good work - once we have you actually thinking and typing your troll posts, maybe we can work on helping to heal the scars your parents left on you, the scars the schoolyard left on you. Nobody in his right mind would trust your software in an enterprise setting of course, but maybe you could hold down a job as a computer operator or a print monkey somewhere.
I shall work towards the day when you admit you have severe psychological problems and need help. I hope it comes soon.
Now you've progressed beyond the big lie (which you keep retelling as loudly and as often as you can) and on to outright delusion. Did Daddy really expect so much out of his Momma's Boy that you are actually becoming delusional now?
I'm still curious - have you progressed to torturing and killing small animals, or are you still heading down the road to true psychopathy?
I'm not sure if you're into the "big lie", or if you're just so emotionally stunted that this is the only form of gratification left to you. Probably the latter - you don't strike me as intelligent enough to pull off the big lie.
I'm guessing that when Mommy rescued you from the schoolyard bullies she told you to "just keep repeating 'it's okay'". That's why you keep repeating yourself here. It's the only kind of emotional reassurance you can get nowadays, isn't it?
Incidentally, your software may or may not be okay - but only a madman would trust anything you wrote to run in ring 0 (kernelspace).
I'm tired of arguing. Any time you want to debate these issues, feel free to come talk to me in person. Or file a libel suit in court - I've given you the information you'll need to have me served with a subpoena. Just don't count on your Mommy to come to your rescue when you're beaten.
So you'll be suing me soon, right? That's what you do, isn't it?
I'm guessing that the law and the courts aren't as kind as your Mommy. They won't hold you close and listen to your crying, assuring you that it's all those mean kids' fault, will they? Tell ya what - have your Mommy post here about how her little darling committed suicide because of all us mean people drove him to it. You've done it before. Only - have her do it with a registered account this time. I could almost think you posted that yourself.
A mistake I owned up to, and the result of your post-stalking.
Will you own up to your mistake? I'm sure that when you were young, Mommy always told you it wasn't your fault nobody at school liked you. Now, you're perfectly certain that you've done nothing wrong, so I'm guessing "no". You're incapable of the emotional maturity such an act would take. Your entire ego is based on the idea that everything is someone else's fault. Seriously, did Daddy abuse you physically, or just emotionally?
What does this have to do with the current thread?
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Y'know, I'd love to lay claim to some prophetic or oracular power in predicting your off-the-deep-end response, but it was obvious even to casual observers.
Can't you at least come up with something original?
You're upbringing even deprived you of the ability to think clearly? Did Daddy abuse you physically? Maybe he beat you for not standing up to the bullies at school. Once more, Mommy had to come to the rescue. So humiliating - fighting down the tears while Mommy held her little boy to her breast.
Keep it up - with every post, you provide more information. Keep going - eventually, somebody may notice you. Not your strident posts, you. You may get the help you need then, unless you make it the rest of the way to your inevitable end. Tell me - do you torture or abuse small animals, or have you gotten past that point yet?
. . . Alexander Peter Kowalski, Momma's Boy. A perpetual disappointment to his Father. No friends. Even most of his relatives don't especially like him.
Poor Allie. Even here in the internet, even behind a keyboard the quivering little boy too afraid to even defend himself on the schoolyard. The bullies must've had a real field day with poor Alan. People can't even get his name right.
Sixty odd responses from poor Alfred - I'm hitting a nerve eh? I'm becoming more and more certain that my guesses are dead on the mark. Poor APK - doomed to live in a world that just doesn't love him like his Mommy.
So will you expose one of your sock-puppets, or shall I keep telling the world all about poor abused Alexander Peter Kowalski. I'm sure your Momma must be proud of her sensitive little boy, eh?
After review, I understand why you have chosen A/C protection. Never meant to imply otherwise - although my post was imprecise enough about this to leave the question open. I'm referring to APK not actually using one of his registered accounts to respond to me.
He has sock-puppet accounts. He manages to post enough good stuff here to get himself mod points, which he uses to downmod anybody who disagrees with him. I personally don't care; and despite his behavior I don't downmod his comments (as A/C, I see him at -1 anyhow; it would be a waste of mod points).
Oh, wait - you're posting A/C as well. I've considered that; but it would be the move of a coward, afraid he'll get beat up in the schoolyard again. Afraid Mommy'll have to rescue him again, afraid Daddy'll be ashamed or worse yet, angry at his useless dick-turd being gutless and worthless yet again.
In short - don't be too hard on APK. He can't help it - he's damaged goods. Too bad; he seems to be a pretty fair programmer (although he apparently needs to have his software hosted offshore - do a whois on the start64.com website and you'll see) - and his emotional instability probably make it impossible to trust his software, certainly in an enterprise setting.
What does any of that have to do with the current thread under discussion?
Let me guess - you don't get any of the attention you crave elsewhere, right? Mommy was always there to shelter her "sensitive little boy", I don't know if Daddy just left you or if he just never respected a gutless worm such as yourself. Now you have the internet. You can be as annoying and self-centered as you like, and never fear that you will be called to account for your excesses. It's like having the internet defending "Mommy's little boy" without the humiliation of Mommy actually having to save her little darling.
It's like a wonderland for you, isn't it? You can say anything anywhere, no matter how offtopic or unwelcome without fear of reprisal. It must've been hard for you - Daddy didn't care how smart or sensitive you were, he was still disgusted at having a gutless little worm for a son. Did he leave your Mommy over this, or did he just abuse you?
Now, you seem to feel empowered. You can actively troll, insult, and make a general nuisance of yourself without fear of reprisal. It must really hurt to know that even here on the internet, even without direct contact, you're quivering core of fear is plainly visible for all to see. It must've really hurt to be banned from all of these arenas, to discover that you're not absolutely immune to being called to account. It must hurt even worse to discover that there are no family or friends even here on the internet. You yell your same message "pity me, I've been wronged" without even varying the words. You haven't even got the simple mental skill to devise new and unique messages - I'm guessing you have all of your rants neatly stored in Notepad documents, ready to cut 'n' paste at need. Shouting these canned messages is the only way you can prove to yourself that you matter.
So, once more - what does anything you've posted here have to do with the current thread under discussion? Or were you just verifying my earlier post on another thread. You will remember, I predicted exactly this behavior. You'll no doubt respond with something along the lines of "two wrongs do make a right", but really - where did the post stalking begin? How many others have you done this to? Thank you for verifying the accuracy of my posts in this specific regard - that you simply lack the emotional and intellectual maturity to do anything more than rant and moan, attempting to hurt all of those mean people you think have done you harm (note that the above mentioned errors on my part resulted directly from your post-stalking behavior). I won't say you brought it on yourself; as I mentioned, I made a mistake. I suppose you don't make any mistakes, eh? Your post-stalking and blogpost spamming are all perfectly okay, because you're right? Let me know when you'll own up for your mistakes, but I'm guessing never. You're a child. I'd blame your parents, but beyond a certain age you should be ready to take responsibility for your own actions. I'm guessing that's another thing your parents failed to teach you.
So one last time - what does any of what you've posted have to do with the current conversation?
In other words, roping in government information gathering abilities is an exercise in futility. If Google/Microsoft/Apple/IBM/etc. won't directly surrender confidential or sensitive personal information, they can get it another way. In effect, citizens have no right or expectation of privacy from the government.
In other news today: water still wet, fire still hot. Film at eleven.
Re:Auto-save is NOT your friend
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Agreed. After one or two unpleasant experiences, I got used to the habit of 1) load file, 2) immediately save file with new name, and 3) work. I.e., I was manually doing bastard RCS/SCCS.
You forgot the error-prone OS. QEdit never took a dump on me, but MS-DOS 2.x was known to crap out, especially once I started running TSR programs (carousel.exe and printman.exe come screaming to mind) - but I suppose that's what I get for trying to force MS-DOS to multitask.
Old habits die hard - I still find myself repeating the mantra "save early, save often".
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Must've been even worse after you left school. The workplace was going to be better - only it wasn't. Sure, the bullies couldn't pin you into a corner and pull your underwear up over your head anymore, but now it was even worse. Your coworkers and even your bosses were all friends, all members of the same "in" club which never let you in back in school. You're still smarter than all of them; they couldn't even begin to understand most of your ideas - so instead, they just refused to listen. No matter how superior your ideas were, your bosses kept saying things like "not best practices" and "industry standards" and things like that. They couldn't even begin to understand how superior your knowledge of computers was, so they conspired to lock you out. Your coworkers always seemed to get credit for your best ideas, leaving you the blame for anything which they couldn't make work. The bosses wouldn't listen; they are part of the conspiracy to keep you down, keep you from ever rising to the heights you deserve. Your Mom couldn't even help you anymore. You're alone. Still helpless, still being bullied by people who don't even understand a tenth of what you know about computers. You try at great length to get them to understand how superior your ideas are only to be told your ideas aren't "scalable" or "manageable". When you demonstrated for your employers how superior your ideas really are, they couldn't understand and found excuses like "due diligence" and "reliability". They used "best practices" as an excuse to not bother to understand your genius, your brilliance.
That's when it happened, isn't it? That's when you started work on your magnum opus, on the software that would make them all shut up. Only it didn't work that way, did it? They laughed at you, perhaps they even threatened to fire you if you didn't start working "with the team", a euphemism for pretending to be as stupid as they were. It was the schoolyard all over again, but no Mommy or Teacher in sight. This wasn't better, it was worse as you realized that all you could do was bite your tongue and take it, just like you had to take all the humiliation from the bullies on the schoolyard.
Based on the extreme vehemence of your response, I'm even more certain that I've correctly described the worthless ends of your life in every detail. So now I'm curious - do you spend your nights lying awake dreaming of revenge all the time, of getting back at everyone that hurt you, getting back at the Daddy who just couldn't respect a gutless worm like you; or perhaps Daddy was doing more and now you're just too old to be any good even for that? Even the Police and the Courts wouldn't help you. They keep telling you there's nothing you can do, but you know it's just the same old bullies from school still trying to keep you from being recognized for your superior intellect. You couldn't sue anybody; the lawyers keep telling you that they won't take this on contingency, that you don't have a chance of winning in a court of law. Mommy loves you but she can't afford to buy a lawyer to chase a lost cause. Now you're truly alone; even your Mommy doesn't understand or believe you. So now you live in your New York flat; your neighbors avoid you. They say you're strange, that there's something off about you. They can all sense that you're different, and they're all scared of you for it. Well, not scared. Hostile. That's the word. Even here where you're not showing everyone up in class, they still don't like you. Nobody'll be your friend, there's nobody left you can turn to. Mommy won't even hold you like she used to. Daddy never did respect you anyway; but now he doesn't even want to be around you (probably a good thing for you). There aren't even teachers left to turn to. Nobody at work (assuming you can hold a job) will be your friend or even give you a chance. So you end up here. Tell me, do you masturbate while reading your spampo
Yeah - he's the gift that keeps on giving - sorta like gonorrhea. Hilarious, isn't he?
Abused during childhood.
Likes to torture and kill helpless animals (by proxy via the internet).
Only one last step to go - unless you've already gone there?
And you haven't answered my question - have you progressed to torturing and killing small animals, or is your participation as an A/C here on /. filling that need for you?
Abused during childhood? Check.
Likes to torture/kill small animals? Check (by proxy, through the internet and online forums).
Serial murder?
I'm sure you believe otherwise; but that's because you can only post A/C. Been banned here at /. like over at Wikipedia? I'm sure your delusional pattern is the result of long-term abuse by one or both of your parents, combined with schoolyard bullying. In fact, your behavior here is proof of this. You've discovered an arena where you can be the bully - only none of us are running home crying.
Must be scary - having someone you've never met personally so accurately describe your life? You're still a poor child, helpless to defend himself. You're A/C, and the only posts I've ever seen supporting you have come from yourself, the A/C. It's not fair, is it? Even here, you are the bullied, not the bully - isn't that right?
Keep up the good work - once we have you actually thinking and typing your troll posts, maybe we can work on helping to heal the scars your parents left on you, the scars the schoolyard left on you. Nobody in his right mind would trust your software in an enterprise setting of course, but maybe you could hold down a job as a computer operator or a print monkey somewhere.
I shall work towards the day when you admit you have severe psychological problems and need help. I hope it comes soon.
Can I get some of what you're smoking? Or is this just more of your delusional pattern emerging?
I'm still curious - have you progressed to torturing and killing small animals, or are you still heading down the road to true psychopathy?
I'm not sure if you're into the "big lie", or if you're just so emotionally stunted that this is the only form of gratification left to you. Probably the latter - you don't strike me as intelligent enough to pull off the big lie.
Incidentally, your software may or may not be okay - but only a madman would trust anything you wrote to run in ring 0 (kernelspace).
Read further. APK definitely started the whole show. It's what emotionally deprived children do.
Running? I can be reached as follows:
Michael S. Mell
1725 Associates Drive
Dubuque, IA
I'm tired of arguing. Any time you want to debate these issues, feel free to come talk to me in person. Or file a libel suit in court - I've given you the information you'll need to have me served with a subpoena. Just don't count on your Mommy to come to your rescue when you're beaten.
I'm guessing that the law and the courts aren't as kind as your Mommy. They won't hold you close and listen to your crying, assuring you that it's all those mean kids' fault, will they? Tell ya what - have your Mommy post here about how her little darling committed suicide because of all us mean people drove him to it. You've done it before. Only - have her do it with a registered account this time. I could almost think you posted that yourself.
Will you own up to your mistake? I'm sure that when you were young, Mommy always told you it wasn't your fault nobody at school liked you. Now, you're perfectly certain that you've done nothing wrong, so I'm guessing "no". You're incapable of the emotional maturity such an act would take. Your entire ego is based on the idea that everything is someone else's fault. Seriously, did Daddy abuse you physically, or just emotionally?
Can't you at least come up with something original?
Keep it up - with every post, you provide more information. Keep going - eventually, somebody may notice you. Not your strident posts, you. You may get the help you need then, unless you make it the rest of the way to your inevitable end. Tell me - do you torture or abuse small animals, or have you gotten past that point yet?
Or are you as intellectually stunted as you are emotionally?
Poor Allie. Even here in the internet, even behind a keyboard the quivering little boy too afraid to even defend himself on the schoolyard. The bullies must've had a real field day with poor Alan. People can't even get his name right.
Sixty odd responses from poor Alfred - I'm hitting a nerve eh? I'm becoming more and more certain that my guesses are dead on the mark. Poor APK - doomed to live in a world that just doesn't love him like his Mommy.
So will you expose one of your sock-puppets, or shall I keep telling the world all about poor abused Alexander Peter Kowalski. I'm sure your Momma must be proud of her sensitive little boy, eh?
Just wanted to clarify that.
Like predicting that you would resume post-stalking and spamming /.?
Oh, wait - you're posting A/C as well. I've considered that; but it would be the move of a coward, afraid he'll get beat up in the schoolyard again. Afraid Mommy'll have to rescue him again, afraid Daddy'll be ashamed or worse yet, angry at his useless dick-turd being gutless and worthless yet again.
In short - don't be too hard on APK. He can't help it - he's damaged goods. Too bad; he seems to be a pretty fair programmer (although he apparently needs to have his software hosted offshore - do a whois on the start64.com website and you'll see) - and his emotional instability probably make it impossible to trust his software, certainly in an enterprise setting.
Let me guess - you don't get any of the attention you crave elsewhere, right? Mommy was always there to shelter her "sensitive little boy", I don't know if Daddy just left you or if he just never respected a gutless worm such as yourself. Now you have the internet. You can be as annoying and self-centered as you like, and never fear that you will be called to account for your excesses. It's like having the internet defending "Mommy's little boy" without the humiliation of Mommy actually having to save her little darling.
It's like a wonderland for you, isn't it? You can say anything anywhere, no matter how offtopic or unwelcome without fear of reprisal. It must've been hard for you - Daddy didn't care how smart or sensitive you were, he was still disgusted at having a gutless little worm for a son. Did he leave your Mommy over this, or did he just abuse you?
Now, you seem to feel empowered. You can actively troll, insult, and make a general nuisance of yourself without fear of reprisal. It must really hurt to know that even here on the internet, even without direct contact, you're quivering core of fear is plainly visible for all to see. It must've really hurt to be banned from all of these arenas, to discover that you're not absolutely immune to being called to account. It must hurt even worse to discover that there are no family or friends even here on the internet. You yell your same message "pity me, I've been wronged" without even varying the words. You haven't even got the simple mental skill to devise new and unique messages - I'm guessing you have all of your rants neatly stored in Notepad documents, ready to cut 'n' paste at need. Shouting these canned messages is the only way you can prove to yourself that you matter.
So, once more - what does anything you've posted here have to do with the current thread under discussion? Or were you just verifying my earlier post on another thread. You will remember, I predicted exactly this behavior. You'll no doubt respond with something along the lines of "two wrongs do make a right", but really - where did the post stalking begin? How many others have you done this to? Thank you for verifying the accuracy of my posts in this specific regard - that you simply lack the emotional and intellectual maturity to do anything more than rant and moan, attempting to hurt all of those mean people you think have done you harm (note that the above mentioned errors on my part resulted directly from your post-stalking behavior). I won't say you brought it on yourself; as I mentioned, I made a mistake. I suppose you don't make any mistakes, eh? Your post-stalking and blogpost spamming are all perfectly okay, because you're right? Let me know when you'll own up for your mistakes, but I'm guessing never. You're a child. I'd blame your parents, but beyond a certain age you should be ready to take responsibility for your own actions. I'm guessing that's another thing your parents failed to teach you.
So one last time - what does any of what you've posted have to do with the current conversation?
In other words, roping in government information gathering abilities is an exercise in futility. If Google/Microsoft/Apple/IBM/etc. won't directly surrender confidential or sensitive personal information, they can get it another way. In effect, citizens have no right or expectation of privacy from the government.
In other news today: water still wet, fire still hot. Film at eleven.
Agreed. After one or two unpleasant experiences, I got used to the habit of 1) load file, 2) immediately save file with new name, and 3) work. I.e., I was manually doing bastard RCS/SCCS.
Old habits die hard - I still find myself repeating the mantra "save early, save often".