I don’t believe you published anything any human has read. Nor do I believe you tricked someone into marriage. You don’t come off as smart, you come off as a bing bang character or the autistic kid at the grocery store telling me about spaceX.
Prove me wrong. Link something you wrote. I bet it woln’t have anything to do with cybersecurity… Because I don’t think you’ll link anything, because you have no value.
Now why would I be bothered by what a person who isn’t living in a fact based reality thinks about my career as an author?
What makes you think you are worthy of knowing anything about one as capable and important as myself, when you struggle with even the basic motion of knowing what evidence is and how to establish basic rigor around your thinking? You demonstrated repeatedly that you lack the competence to understand how fiction separates itself from reality already, so no amount of physical evidence is going to be compelling, at least until you fix your broken mind.
And honestly, I’m surprised you returned to this, but I guess that’s what triggered people do. Your clearly wrong about the thing we’re a taking about, so you try and make the conversation about something else.
Blah blah pomp, no proof you know shit about fuck. I’ve been skimming your bs for a while, no one else is going to read this far. Who are you talking to?
I’m getting bored but before I go I’ll be nice because I feel for ya. You need to learn to condense. You spend paragraphs saying what could fit in a sentence. I’m sure you’ve seen Monty Python. If you’re talking to someone and they seem increasingly annoyed as you explain details: GET TO THE POINT!
I gotz some shits to purple team. You let me know if you figure out some way to prove you know anything more than English. Skidiot.
You are, at the end of the day, a tragically broken person who clings to fantasy like it’s a safety blanket. You wrap yourself in these cheap little conspiracy scripts because it’s easier than doing the hard work of actually thinking. And that’s the core of it: it’s lazy. Weak. You don’t engage with facts, you don’t engage with rigor, you just pull the lever marked “mystery explanation” and out comes some recycled nonsense.
You know you’re in the wrong, but you persist anyway, because admitting that you’re just flailing at shadows would mean actually confronting the gaps in your own reasoning. And that takes effort. That takes discipline. Instead, you play make-believe and then act like you’ve scored points by announcing, for the fiftieth time, that “everything’s a cover-up.”
Stop spewing this drivel and maybe, just maybe, people wouldn’t have to waste their time walking you through the obvious. The only reason this conversation has gone this far is because you keep doubling down on nonsense instead of doing the grown-up thing: pausing, reflecting, and bringing some actual rigor to your thinking. Until then, you’ll stay exactly where you are now, stuck in the shallow end, paddling in circles, convinced you’ve discovered the ocean.
Just “pretending” to have an upper hand doesn’t give you that.
I don’t believe you published anything any human has read. Nor do I believe you tricked someone into marriage. You don’t come off as smart, you come off as a bing bang character or the autistic kid at the grocery store telling me about spaceX.
Prove me wrong. Link something you wrote. I bet it woln’t have anything to do with cybersecurity… Because I don’t think you’ll link anything, because you have no value.
Now why would I be bothered by what a person who isn’t living in a fact based reality thinks about my career as an author?
What makes you think you are worthy of knowing anything about one as capable and important as myself, when you struggle with even the basic motion of knowing what evidence is and how to establish basic rigor around your thinking? You demonstrated repeatedly that you lack the competence to understand how fiction separates itself from reality already, so no amount of physical evidence is going to be compelling, at least until you fix your broken mind.
And honestly, I’m surprised you returned to this, but I guess that’s what triggered people do. Your clearly wrong about the thing we’re a taking about, so you try and make the conversation about something else.
Blah blah pomp, no proof you know shit about fuck. I’ve been skimming your bs for a while, no one else is going to read this far. Who are you talking to?
I’m getting bored but before I go I’ll be nice because I feel for ya. You need to learn to condense. You spend paragraphs saying what could fit in a sentence. I’m sure you’ve seen Monty Python. If you’re talking to someone and they seem increasingly annoyed as you explain details: GET TO THE POINT!
I gotz some shits to purple team. You let me know if you figure out some way to prove you know anything more than English. Skidiot.
You are, at the end of the day, a tragically broken person who clings to fantasy like it’s a safety blanket. You wrap yourself in these cheap little conspiracy scripts because it’s easier than doing the hard work of actually thinking. And that’s the core of it: it’s lazy. Weak. You don’t engage with facts, you don’t engage with rigor, you just pull the lever marked “mystery explanation” and out comes some recycled nonsense.
You know you’re in the wrong, but you persist anyway, because admitting that you’re just flailing at shadows would mean actually confronting the gaps in your own reasoning. And that takes effort. That takes discipline. Instead, you play make-believe and then act like you’ve scored points by announcing, for the fiftieth time, that “everything’s a cover-up.”
Stop spewing this drivel and maybe, just maybe, people wouldn’t have to waste their time walking you through the obvious. The only reason this conversation has gone this far is because you keep doubling down on nonsense instead of doing the grown-up thing: pausing, reflecting, and bringing some actual rigor to your thinking. Until then, you’ll stay exactly where you are now, stuck in the shallow end, paddling in circles, convinced you’ve discovered the ocean.
Just “pretending” to have an upper hand doesn’t give you that.
Blah blah blah. Didn’t skim anything to indicate you’ve read anything other than a thesaurus. Boring.
Prove you know something, anything relevant. Network architecture, firmware development, pentesting, anything. I’m losing interest faster than your wife Krieger.