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RE: Race, IQ, Genetics ... and Then What?
this strawman does that ad hominem bullshit all the time and then projects it back at you. he will pretend it was you who could not reply to his question anyway, so no point debating with him. I do it only because I like describing his illness publicly until he will leave peaceful people alone :D
I love steemit, keep up the good work.
Likewise! Great ride :)
Is that why you tried to shut me up and here you come following me around because you had any interest in discussing anything except attempting to gang up with someone that thinks homeless people can be ANYTHING they want if they wanted, more or less, while sarcasm which is clearly marked by /s is completely lost on them?
Keep calling me names and trying to accuse me of your nonsense while you resort to flagging and trolling such as here, only coming in to disrupt and demean, because you like to "describe " my mental illness, the armchair psychologist who's numerous replies are nothing but trite diatribes peppered with borrowed thoughts from anarchist memes and who's dozens upon dozens of ad hominems are aimed at me because you're such a peaceful person, but who with every action only established this far a lack of compassion, dignity and ultimately peace in their small and sad perspective and who has been reduced to following me around and flagging my comments.
Look... I don't know how to help you. You can see the times/dates on comments. I saw your opinions here, on @larkenrose post and I commented. You replied with some nonsense. I wrote a post, you started following me around polluting my blog with insanity. It is not me. I am flagging you now because I told you you will be ignored as I do not want to continue this, because I think you are mentally challenged. A few more people found you offensive and also flagged your comments. You have been trolling me for long enough. You are doing all the things you accuse me off. All the ad hominem...aggression... whatever... Everything you write about me is exactly the description of you. It is scary. If I knew you were really ill, I would have not even started. My bad. Rest. It is all good. You win, OK? This is my last reply to you.