--- In [email protected], TurquoiseB <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > > --- In [email protected], "authfriend" <jstein@> wrote: <snip> > > *One guy* who was > > having trouble connecting with reality, and > > Barry can't stop bragging about how he messed > > up somebody who was already seriously messed up. > > Well, Jude...the "guy" was my brother, and he > had just finished beating up my 70-year-old > father and almost doing the same to an equally > elderly neighbor, yelling at them both that > they "didn't exist," and were just figments of > his imagination. He had problems. I thought a > little reality therapy was in order, because > he didn't *think* he had problems. He thought > at that point that the entire universe did his > bidding.
And who the *freak* were you to decide your *psychotic* brother needed "reality therapy" and that you were just the one to give it to him, by slapping him around?? Good GRIEF, Barry! If punching him in the stomach were the only way you could *disable* him to keep him from attacking the neighbor, that would be one thing, although there must have been other ways to protect the old guy. But no, you wanted to teach your *psychotic* brother a lesson. Yup, that's just the way to deal with someone having a psychotic break. Do you really think this account makes your behavior sound *less* appalling? <snip> > > Elsewhere he explains that with the punch to the > > guy's stomach, he didn't "have to put up with > > nearly as much self importance" on the part of > > this fellow. > > No, that was specifically about Jim. Who can > waste time arguing with a mental midget? You're > mixing apples and oranges again, Judy. In your > attempt to bash me, you are conflating five > general posts with one specific one. :-) > > > *Imagine* saying that about someone having a > > psychotic break. > > Yes, imagine it. And *you* are the person who > just said and suggested it. I never did. You > made that up. In other words, you LIED. And all > to bash someone you don't like on an Internet > forum. Imagine that. Kinda sad, doncha think? It's your attempt to defend yourself that's "kinda sad," although that phrase isn't nearly extreme enough. Sorry, but you're the one who "suggested" it right from the beginning: "I've ALWAYS NOTICED that a good surprise punch in the solar plexus cures MOST SOLIPSISTS of their naive belief that they create the universe all by themselves." Based solely on what you did to your *psychotic* brother. And you're actually *proud* of it. > > Or this: > > > > "I've got no time for selves that are so afraid > > of the concept of a joyfully unknowable reality > > that they have come to believe that they created > > it." > > Jim again, and you. You really don't get it, do > you? Why you are obsessing like this is that > *you* chose to defend solipsism Never defended solipsism, as I already pointed out. You weren't paying attention to *reality*, as usual, but to your own sick fantasies. Nor does the solipsism that I was talking about obviate the concept of a "joyfully unknowable reality," as I've also already pointed out. , even if only > in theory, and I characterized it as a philos- > ophy that was better left behind with diapers. > THAT is what pushed your buttons, just as it > was calculated to do. :-) You haven't got a freaking *clue* what we were all talking about. You've invented your own form of infantile solipsism and projected it onto us solely for the purpose of doing some more bashing. If anybody is being solipsistic here, Barry, it's you. If you've taught Jim and me, and anyone else reading this, a lesson about "reality," it's the reality that you're a very, very sick dude, sicker even than we already thought. We've been *mocking* you and enjoying watching your buttons get pushed. Maybe it's us who haven't been compassionate enough. <snip> > She lied about the number of her posts this week > bashing me and her rationale for them, too. Nope, not according to Advanced Search. Again, the liar is you. I don't know when sociopathy crosses the line into psychosis, but you're dangerously close.
