The résumé of the first four pages of the present thread:

– eyeofliberty stopped to use the smileys (emoticons) – though to be honest he used them before in moderation,

– ukiuki stopped to quote anybody though earlier he quoted anyone compulsively,

– ukiuki stopped to flinch, moan, and complain all the time – instead he started to publish the mysterious links,

– ukiuki started to ignore me – as I reported that in the first post the secret services and the advertising companies ignore the people which don’t represent anyone except themselves (it isn’t the irrefutable proof that ukiuki works for the secret services or the advertising companies),

– H_TeXMeX_H stopped to talk at all – either he looks in vain for some proven or justified “conspiracy theory” or he waits until we will forget the “conspiracy theory” thing at all,

– maybe someone else stopped or started to do something but I didn’t notice that.

The above achievements are very humble but as I wrote to my friend: “I can’t change the attitude of even a single person discussing here (with the possible exception of myself)”.

On the other hand some people had a good laugh reading that thread and the other people will laugh reading it in the future. That’s the great achievement and I’m proud of that.

See you in that or the other thread!

Shit happens
 

When I walk I usually try to use the sidewalks or I cross the street. So most of the time I don’t go crosswise the lawns. When I have to go across the lawn I watch carefully if there are some dogs feces all around. I spot such a trap usually just in time and I bypass it. A few times happened to me that I walked across the lawn in the middle of the night or it was winter and the lawn was covered with the fresh layer of the snow and – as a result – I trod on a shit.

It isn’t a pleasant pursuit to scrape the shit from the shoes away but you have to do that. That’s how the world works. Shit happens.

Meanwhile sometimes I have an irresistible impression that some kinds of the shit simply chase the man. They catch the man and jump onto his shoes. Surprisingly such a man instead of try to get rid of the shit is very proud that he has that shit on his shoes and he expects that the other people will hold him in a high esteem. When they don’t admire him he’s disappointed. When they criticize him he’s offended.

He says: “Each man has the equal right to wear or not to wear the shit on his shoes”.

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In the perfect world it works as follows:

“It’s a wonderful piece of a shit on your shoes. Is it from Central Park?”

“No way! That’s the genuine shit by the Tom Cruise’s dog.”

“Amazing!”

“Astonishing!”

“Awesome!”

(Applause.)

(Standing ovation.)

(Curtain.)

So in the perfect world all the people are nice and kind. (And the shit smells like Chanel No. 5.)

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Let’s go back to the real world. When I read the threads such as the present one I wonder what’s so attracting in the shitty theories and the shitty beliefs? Why the people don’t scrape that shit off from their shoes whenever they notice it? Why they want to smear the other people’s shoes with that shit?

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Don’t reply my questions. I know the answers. These questions are the rhetorical ones.

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(Feel free to put the link to the present post in each shitty thread ever.)

I would have liked to allow everybody the opportunity for one final closing statement but some people have already denied, assumed, unjustly claimed credit or generally posted too much OT for this thread to continue much longer so I judged closure would be best, hence.