I wish i could have watched roberto clemente play . Then my avatar would be even more awesome. cuz u kno, i'd be a pirate and stuff, and he's a pirate.
stuff of this nature
4:BigKing> xD
4:Best> i'm leaving chat
4:BigKing> what did i do???
4:Best> told you repeatedly you cannot use that emoji anymore
4:BigKing> ???? why though
4:Best> you're 6'4 and black...you can't use emojis like that
4:BigKing> xD
I read books, I deduce my own opinions, I lecture my opinions and ideas in that style for those interested.
You should watch Good Will Hunting.
However, since I know that you are incredibly inept, incapable of doing anything of worth, and far from comprehending this reference; I have decided to post it here for your convenience. While simultaneously making myself a more patronizing ass.
Sean: Thought about what you said to me the other day, about my painting. Stayed up half the night thinking about it. Something occurred to me... fell into a deep peaceful sleep, and haven't thought about you since. Do you know what occurred to me?
Will: No.
Sean: You're just a kid, you don't have the faintest idea what you're talkin' about.
Will: Why thank you.
Sean: It's all right. You've never been out of Boston.
Will: Nope.
Sean: So if I asked you about art, you'd probably give me the skinny on every art book ever written. Michelangelo, you know a lot about him. Life's work, political aspirations, him and the pope, sexual orientations, the whole works, right? But I'll bet you can't tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. You've never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling; seen that. If I ask you about women, you'd probably give me a syllabus about your personal favorites. You may have even been laid a few times. But you can't tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel truly happy. You're a tough kid. And I'd ask you about war, you'd probably throw Shakespeare at me, right, "once more unto the breach dear friends." But you've never been near one. You've never held your best friend's head in your lap, watch him gasp his last breath looking to you for help. I'd ask you about love, you'd probably quote me a sonnet. But you've never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone that could level you with her eyes, feeling like God put an angel on earth just for you. Who could rescue you from the depths of hell. And you wouldn't know what it's like to be her angel, to have that love for her, be there forever, through anything, through cancer. And you wouldn't know about sleeping sitting up in the hospital room for two months, holding her hand, because the doctors could see in your eyes, that the terms "visiting hours" don't apply to you. You don't know about real loss, 'cause it only occurs when you've loved something more than you love yourself. And I doubt you've ever dared to love anybody that much. And look at you... I don't see an intelligent, confident man... I see a cocky, scared shitless kid. But you're a genius Will. No one denies that. No one could possibly understand the depths of you. But you presume to know everything about me because you saw a painting of mine, and you ripped my fucking life apart. You're an orphan right?
[Will nods]
Sean: You think I know the first thing about how hard your life has been, how you feel, who you are, because I read Oliver Twist? Does that encapsulate you? Personally... I don't give a shit about all that, because you know what, I can't learn anything from you, I can't read in some fuckin' book. Unless you want to talk about you, who you are. Then I'm fascinated. I'm in. But you don't want to do that do you sport? You're terrified of what you might say. Your move, chief.
I'm saying that any soldier that sees and experiences combat is more knowledgeable about warfare practices than the common layman, like you and I.
Everything subjective. How a soldier experiences warfare depends on rank,
responsibility, traumas, fantasies, education, training, status and so on on
thousands factors. But same applies to a person who hasn't experienced warfare
or how else could a major or general lead his/her army if he/she hadn't experienced war?
EDIT: oh you were only talking about the true experience and not knowledge
of warfare. Nevermind, everyone who has ever played ice hockey in NHL knows
as much as Ovechkin if we're only talking about experiences in certain scenarios.
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So apparently firefighters know more about how to fight a fire as a firefighter more than non-firefighters. As well, pilots know more about piloting aircraft than people who've never piloted an airplane, and women know more about how it is to be a women more than men do.
So apparently firefighters know more about how to fight a fire as a firefighter more than non-firefighters. As well, pilots know more about piloting aircraft than people who've never piloted an airplane, and women know more about how it is to be a women more than men do.
I think that's what Squeezer's getting at.
ta da. Is that really arguable? I mean, in a Zombpocalypse all out war scenario, would you rather have a special forces soldier or Chomsky?
Originally posted by Tone
Women who smoke cigarettes are sexy, not repulsive. It depends on the number smoked. less is better
i've never really heard "tens" used that way in that expression. you always hear "tens of _____" and fill in the blank with a large number like thousands or millions. but to say "i've lectured to tens" is just silly willy. why not just say, "i led a small group discussion" and be direct about it.
itt: we post movie scripts? I've seen good will hunting. BTW how did you enter this conversation at all summa? This is strictly a paradise vs squeezer+genocidal brawl. You gotta tag up with genocidal at least, he's back to his fk-i-failed-ima-post-incoherently self.
That has absolutely nothing to fucking do with what we are talking about summa. Are you trying to say that none of us know anything because we're not afghani rebels hiding in mountains? That in order to have any kind of opinion we NEED to have lived it? This is either the worst analogy I've ever seen. Or quite possibly 100% irrelevant.
You, squeezer, and genocidal are bad at this posting thing. First it was genocidal enthusiastically proving himself wrong in the Healthcare thread. Then it was Squeezer, while pointing out spelling errors, in his very next post has spelling errors. And now you, by posting dialogue of a movie script, telling people that they have no basis to speak of anything because they haven't lived it. You don't make sense Summa, stop talking.
p.s. in retrospect, the use of tens in that situation is a bit shifty, i will now retract that statement add "lectured several dozen"
pps. anybody watching the yanks game?
4:BigKing> xD
4:Best> i'm leaving chat
4:BigKing> what did i do???
4:Best> told you repeatedly you cannot use that emoji anymore
4:BigKing> ???? why though
4:Best> you're 6'4 and black...you can't use emojis like that
4:BigKing> xD
However, since I know that you are incredibly inept, incapable of doing anything of worth, and far from comprehending this reference; I have decided to post it here for your convenience. While simultaneously making myself a more patronizing ass.
Sean: Thought about what you said to me the other day, about my painting. Stayed up half the night thinking about it. Something occurred to me... fell into a deep peaceful sleep, and haven't thought about you since. Do you know what occurred to me?
Will: No.
Sean: You're just a kid, you don't have the faintest idea what you're talkin' about.
Will: Why thank you.
Sean: It's all right. You've never been out of Boston.
Will: Nope.
Sean: So if I asked you about art, you'd probably give me the skinny on every art book ever written. Michelangelo, you know a lot about him. Life's work, political aspirations, him and the pope, sexual orientations, the whole works, right? But I'll bet you can't tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. You've never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling; seen that. If I ask you about women, you'd probably give me a syllabus about your personal favorites. You may have even been laid a few times. But you can't tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel truly happy. You're a tough kid. And I'd ask you about war, you'd probably throw Shakespeare at me, right, "once more unto the breach dear friends." But you've never been near one. You've never held your best friend's head in your lap, watch him gasp his last breath looking to you for help. I'd ask you about love, you'd probably quote me a sonnet. But you've never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone that could level you with her eyes, feeling like God put an angel on earth just for you. Who could rescue you from the depths of hell. And you wouldn't know what it's like to be her angel, to have that love for her, be there forever, through anything, through cancer. And you wouldn't know about sleeping sitting up in the hospital room for two months, holding her hand, because the doctors could see in your eyes, that the terms "visiting hours" don't apply to you. You don't know about real loss, 'cause it only occurs when you've loved something more than you love yourself. And I doubt you've ever dared to love anybody that much. And look at you... I don't see an intelligent, confident man... I see a cocky, scared shitless kid. But you're a genius Will. No one denies that. No one could possibly understand the depths of you. But you presume to know everything about me because you saw a painting of mine, and you ripped my fucking life apart. You're an orphan right?
[Will nods]
Sean: You think I know the first thing about how hard your life has been, how you feel, who you are, because I read Oliver Twist? Does that encapsulate you? Personally... I don't give a shit about all that, because you know what, I can't learn anything from you, I can't read in some fuckin' book. Unless you want to talk about you, who you are. Then I'm fascinated. I'm in. But you don't want to do that do you sport? You're terrified of what you might say. Your move, chief.
That's what you have to remember when you're talking to people online, no one really knows you, and if they claim to then they're not being honest with themselves. Obviously our brothers know who we are, that is a given.
Paradise might be backing himself into a corner, and he probably feels like there's no way out at this point but besides the obvious flaws in his arguments and grammatical errors he is a person, and people are acting like he hasn't graduated middle school. You can't expect someone to respect your intelligence when you diminish theirs, this is a broad observation that isn't directed at you. It's fair to assume that one way to interpret that monologue was that reciting novels, books, and journals doesn't really give you the first hand knowledge of actually experiencing something.
I know you were posting this in an attempt for Paradise to realize that regardless of how strong his views of himself are he is in fact what you, genocidal, squeezer, kolar, myself and the majority of people are in this thread; Young individuals that haven't fully experienced life, and claiming a glorious perspective on life based on what we read is depriving ourselves of experiencing these things first hand. You might want to relax on the choice of words referring to what you believe Paradise can and cannot do, you're pegging him to be no more capable than a baby that can't clean up his own shit. You might think he's useless, but you can't prove this nor do I believe you can make it in University or College without some perspective or ability to think critically or analytically.
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