I sympathize with you. You talk like I did, fifteen years ago (and I mean NO slight to you!), when I thought these people still spent any time outside of their duct-taped bunker of hatred and self-loathing loneliness.

I will deal with it.

That isn't a grave you're staring into, but a yawning asshole. It's where you have come from and where you long to return.

Borscht?

Cheeses!

And they won't change. or admit a mistake. Ever. Not 1 in a thousand will.

'bye!

Male. "Christian."

Frankly, it always has.

I must sadly concur.

I just gave up and blocked him, just for being dull!

Why waste a perfectly good shoe?

He's a Brownshorts!

Hi, Nazi! YOU are welcome to any horrible end you choose. Please arrange it by yourself (you're much, much better at imagining torture and death and are the perfect and most special candidate - no one will miss you at all!)

It's like a Vogon poetry contest: one of the internal organs exits the body and kills it rather than continue receiving abuse.

And yet I am not surprised, and know that even dumber stuff is to come.

Heh-heh!

But, they DON'T believe him, at all. They believe in their misery and hatred. Once rendered less dangerous, my compassion can take a milder form than now, and should they leave that Hell they treasure, they can be merely fallible and mortal humans again, like me.

No, thank you.

Republican voters are stumped when you ask them why the chicken crossed the road.