catch a fire, or the crest of a wandering knave and maybe you'll keep up with Bananaman!
tucked in close to Bananaman!s slipstream are his principal wingmen:
·fg/off· aldershott
(of the nineteenth nervous longshott squadron), and
·captain· indiana goldshit
(on secondment from the “kamikazes ’r us” wing)
wide-eyed as
they wait to catch and relay the signal that Bananaman! (banana held like a baton at a mozart recital) is animatedly poised to give.down below, protective cocktail umbrellas at the ready (as they've learnt over the course of more than a few air-raid drills, simulations and actual attacks) a flock and then some of vulture-like residents crouch in anticipation of couch's malodorous assault on sensibilites quaint only in name. hallelujah! a battle cry ever ready and at the ready. havoc in haifa, nor peace in (neither) ram/allah. (you're my guitar hero joe strummer!)
afterwards Bananaman! and some of his
damn the torpedoes and the drums. no banning of the bums. can't fake it no more, can't shake it fer sure, all those dozens of fables adrift by the shore, short on narrative, tall on call to the elegantly balled-up shawl carried under the shoulder over a strapless number, perfect for the rhumba, the jive even. gran’daddy drove his old humber through virginal fields of vaginal willow, always carried his pillow, sort of like linus, once caught those pesky little snoops doggy-dogging on the 
back of purty miss peggy-o, all dolled up with somewhere to go (i just wish somebody would tell me where). i'll tell you if you let me.
do it.
pref without a blush,
on the part of either party,
cos it like messes with the masher's mashers, and if yer wonderin how in hell he got that name, well he always wanted to fly a messerschmitt one hundred and something.
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ha ha.
that was fast paced, esp the last few.
I would email this but I see no address.
I looked up what you said on Umar's blog and tried to respond, but I appear to be banned now.
I pointed out that in accordance with my comment about you having a tribal attitude, you had to make sure that your list of terrorist is topped by an infidel, so as to preserve the tribal order where infidels always have to be inferior to Muslims.
Such an attitude blinds Muslims to many injustices where they can't find an infidel to blame.
tribal minded? :)
i like the sound of that. i will try and work that into my persona every once in a while. might make a nice change.
josh, your arguments might carry more weight if your abiding contempt of all things muslim wasn't so apparent and so orientalist in outlook. you spout theory in the classical propagandist mold - a one-sided diatribe which you seem to have processed based on all the propaganda you yourself have been overexposed to. many of the points ring true, but could also equally be applied on the other side of the fence.
by flooding the ether with point after point after point after point, you make debate impossible bacause in trying to argue every point nothing would be achieved. it is an immature high school debating trick. perhaps when you graduate to college your debating techniques might improve.
(btw, are you sure you have no links to the current u.s. administration's true guru, one dr. p.j. goebbels?)
Well, as usual you engaged not a single point.
You wasted my time and your own.
And the excuses were pathetic.
The problem wasn't "too many points" because you never made the slightest attempt at even ONE point, and were enraged when your own were countered.
Instead you stooped to ad-hominem attacks from the first word to the last. Thinking back, I can't imagine why I bothered to follow your link.
live long and prosper
One more point, what I was doing was exactly the opposite of "orientalism" it was critique. It's what you would do if you had the slightest courage or sense responsibility. It's what everyone should do.
But you sit there hoping for people to say things that will make you look good, and throw temper tantrums when they don't. Childish.
I threw out point after point, hoping that you would recognize that I was critiquing a harmful ideology for good reason, hoping to create change, to heal the world not - as you pretended - attacking some group out of malice.
Change is possible. And your sort hides and looks for excuses. No doubt you wish to side with the harmful and against it. To pretend every virtue from every side. All pretense. Such makes you paper, not a man.
Certainly to be a paper man is the safest thing if you lived in Pakistan or Syria. But you don't. You could risk having a real opinion and incurring the wrath of those disagree with. You could stand the consequences.
don't you ever get tired of your own self-righteous bluster? i have a congenital allergy to people like you who are so full of themselves, loving the sound of their own voice (or in this case their words) to the exclusion of all else. my sincere apologies for having fingered you. i'm sure you'll find other self-righteous specimens of your ilk to play rhetorical footsies with.
btw, there is a helluva lot more freedom of speech in pakistan (regardless of the propaganda you may be exposed to) than there is in dubai. on the order of perhaps a million to one.
Hmm. And I have an allergy to men who are too cowardly to state what they believe in clearly.
If you feel so free then why have you hid every opinion, every principle and revealed only disdain.
Why have you pointed in all directions so that you do not have to distinguish even up from down?
You are free to have an opinion, then where is it?!
I laid out many principles, pick 5 of them. You're so fucking superior, then prove five of my principles wrong.
>>>Josh Scholar / Nightstudies:
people like you think they are rational, follow the principles of *reason*, and have objective and unbiased perspective. my friendly advice to you is to remove the needle that's stuck in your ass which is causing you so much pain and making you rant and rave so much.
i really do think this is some kind of project for you. perhaps you're studying to be a lawyer or hope to be a politician some day (you've got many of the credentials already). in fact, come to tink of it, maybe you're a lay preacher member of the Southern wotsit... Baptist Convention. yes that's it: the soon-to-be Reverend Father Joshua (just call me Deadly Nightshade) Scholar.
serendipitously, i came across this passage last night while reading in bed. it seems to have been written with you in mind:
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This Basil Valentine is a little guy who wears horn cheaters and writes articles for the magazines, and is personally a very nice little guy, and as harmless as a water snake, but he cannot have a whole lotta sense, or he will not be hanging out with Handsome Jack and other such characters.
If a guy hangs out with tough guys long enough he is aot to get to thinking maybe he is tough himself, and by and by other people may get the idea he is tough, and the first thing you know along comes some copper in plain clothes... and biffs him on the noggin with a blackjack just to see how tough he is. As I say Basil Valentine is a very harmless guy, but after he is hanging out with Handsome Jack a while, I hear Basil talking very tough to a bus boy, and the chances are he is building himself up to talk tough to a waiter, and then maybe to a head waiter, and finally he may consider himself tough enough to talk tough to anybody.
"Social Error"
Damon Runyon
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also this refrain keeps running through my head whenver i read one of your comments:
"He was high on intellectualism
I've never been there but the brochure looks nice"
While that was a very eloquent insult, it was still nothing more than an insult.
Do really have no ground to stand, no beliefs, no principles? You post at Muslim web sites, do you consider yourself a Muslim?
Perhaps you have the same contempt for your Muslim friends that you have for me - why were you defending Umar's hateful poetry anyway?
I have to admit, I'm a man who's impressed by ideas and not at all by poses. Insults sound like meaningless noises. They're irrelevant to this world.
people like you think they are rational, follow the principles of *reason*, and have objective and unbiased perspective. my friendly advice to you is to remove the needle that's stuck in your ass which is causing you so much pain and making you rant and rave so much.
Yes, I actually care. You see caring as a disease. No doubt caring makes one vulnerable and, as you implied in your quote, you value "toughness" and "handsomeness." Poses.
my beliefs are my own and may or may not be exposed at any given time. if you READ what i write, you might get a sense of what i am. but since all you seem to care about is winning your high school's victor ludorum trophy you are unable to rationally read ANYTHING that doesn't agree with you all down the line.
if you really think i'm going to rise to your tawdry, transparent bait, you are more naive that i thought.
i leave you with my thought for your day:
JOSH
There I have another bad match: a bankrupt, a
prodigal, who dare scarce show his head on the
Rialto; a beggar, that was used to come so smug upon
the mart; let him look to his bond: he was wont to
call me usurer; let him look to his bond: he was
wont to lend money for a kinky courtesy; let him
look to his bond.
TOSH
Why, I am sure, if he forfeit, thou wilt not take
his flesh: what's that good for?
JOSH
To bait fish withal: if it will feed nothing else,
it will feed my revenge. He hath disgraced me, and
hindered me half a million; laughed at my losses,
mocked at my gains, scorned my notions, thwarted my
bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine
enemies; and what's his reason? I am a Josh. Hath
not a Josh eyes? Hath not a Josh hands, organs,
dimensions, senses, affections, passions? Fed with
the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject
to the same diseases, healed by the same means,
warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as
a Kink is? If you prick us, do we not bleed?
if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison
us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not
revenge?
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P.S. i was thinking of doing another pose for you. i can't quite decide between "Stag at Bay," and kaptaan Jack Sparrah doing a swan dive into the blue briny sea.
go with cod [sic].
and keep practising your polemic... it's the foundation of any classical adjookayshun!
You have no idea what I want, apparently, because my wants are in the realms you never venture. I talk about the world, and you venture only caricatures insults, and baseless psychological projections, but nothing relevant about the world. You've never offered me a single truth, nor a single reason, we have no ground on which to meet.
You have limited yourself - a dog on a very short tether. You will not approach substance. Do you realize that?
tsk tsk, don't sweat it kiddo. not everybody falls for your sullen charms.
and oh... i'm cut to the quick that you think i will not approach substance. perhaps i should just end my life right now, rather than having to go through it knowing what you think of me. ah, if only suicide weren't forbidden by the blessed muslim houris in paradise and the blessed muslim saints in the mosques
:(
p.s. i hope you enjoy your pocket billard session tonight.
p.p.s. yes, i know - i have no idea what you want. could it be that you know who i am?
>>> I talk about the world...
it's always interesting to come across a man with an overblown sense of himself.
>>> ...we have no ground on which to meet.
what makes you think i want to share meaningful ideas with you on any level. you please continue to inhabit your own narrow-minded little world. how much did those blinkers cost you by the way, and are they made of silk or good old nylon?
Playing "the dozens" isn't the only possible thing one can do with words, they can be referents as well.
Bye
such a long debate and only one mention of the word 'fuck' you literary guys can be disappointing like that.
shez you're darn fuckin tootin right - it's a cryin fuckin shame, all those passages and nary a fuck to be seen.
i must be approaching khassihood in my dotage.
Could this Bananaman be the alter-ego of a certain George W., just like Batman is of Clark Kent?
Meanwhile, I also happened to read through the comments posted here and could hardly make out what the one who goes to night-school was so worked up about. His comments contain a lot of rhetoric, but hardly any statements of fact.
...Sorry.. Fell asleep midway through one of NightStud's rants.
I begin to understand now why Umar Lee might possibly have banned him. Possibly...
@longblackveil: Ummm NightSpud? that's not too nice!
@NightSpud: All night "talking about the world" and no spudding can have serious effects on your mental health!
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