The Dumb Sheeple will get us all killed

[K_Dubb]

I'm not even sure what that means.

Haha you need little footnotes like the Norton Anthology

[K_Dubb]

To arguments from windy books
He makes an answer plain,
And see how gay his plumage looks
Despite the pouring rain.

Your main critique of my faith is freshman-level stuff ("windy books") using language like "truth claims" and "proof" which are completely out of place discussing ancient texts -- there is my plain answer.  The whole stanza has an English-weather theme with its rain and wind, within the overall conceit of armed combat ("sword", "shield") where the "plumage" would refer both to a literal plume or crest on the helmet, and to my manner of dress and toilet which you mock relentlessly and which I defiantly maintain.  There is the gratuitous use of "gay", also a double meaning, though playfully vapid.

I would rather draw your attention to the "urn" in the final stanza which here signifies both mortality and aesthetics, after Keats, an allusion I expected you to grasp immediately.  It is a figure of which I am very proud.

My reason for recycling the poem is just to demonstrate that, early on in our fight over Christianity, I called my shot.  This is a metaphor from what you call snooker, and is generally held to be a feat and a sign of mastery.

[Mohammed Azharruddin]

Your main critique of my faith is freshman-level stuff ("windy books") using language like "truth claims" and "proof" which are completely out of place...etc yawn....

Of course it's completely out of place if your whole purpose in life is to wallow in unfalsifiable bullshit. We can all play that game if you don't have any interest in the truth.

[Mohammed Azharruddin]

You're just a Norwegian Osric, flouncing about trying to draw attention to yourself like an awful cunt. Actually I thought the urn was possibly a cricketing metaphor, drawing attention to our biannual quarrel with Australia.

#PompousTosser.

[K_Dubb]

Of course it's completely out of place if your whole purpose in life is to wallow in unfalsifiable bullshit. We can all play that game if you don't have any interest in the truth.

And yet you will happily cite Cassius Dio on Heliogabalus despite the fact that he beggars credulity, with no possibility of verification, for your own amusement.  The ideas stand on their own.  Their importance to our culture is undeniable.  This was the very earliest ground we contested.

[Mohammed Azharruddin]

My reason for recycling the poem is just to demonstrate that, early on in our fight over Christianity, I called my shot.  This is a metaphor from what you call snooker, and is generally held to be a feat and a sign of mastery.

Don't use sporting metaphors, poppet, unless you want us all to die of laughter. And it's only impressive if your shot is difficult and you actually succeed. Unfortunately you are one of nature's pumpkin headed foozlers so of course you poked your own eye out with the bloody cue.

[K_Dubb]

#PompousTosser.

I accept your fealty.

[Mohammed Azharruddin]

And yet you will happily cite Cassius Dio on Heliogabalus despite the fact that he beggars credulity, with no possibility of verification, for your own amusement.  The ideas stand on their own.  Their importance to our culture is undeniable.  This was the very earliest ground we contested.

I don't remember making any such citation. The ideas don't stand on their own, otherwise they wouldn't need some spurious underpinning about a sky fairy to give them any legitimacy. It would simply be ethics and moral philosophy. You don't need to trick it out with Christian bells and whistles.

[Mohammed Azharruddin]

I accept your fealty.

Jackstar will invoke his copyright. I hope he sues your bony ass.

[K_Dubb]

I don't remember making any such citation. The ideas don't stand on their own, otherwise they wouldn't need some spurious underpinning about a sky fairy to give them any legitimacy. It would simply be ethics and moral philosophy. You don't need to trick it out with Christian bells and whistles.

Well you should have; he's a riot.  You certainly don't have to but, if I want to, that is a proud, intellectually respectable position deeply rooted in my culture, which I own as authentic.  And other people should be able to as well without the uncouth iconoclasm that is your chief delight in these matters.

[K_Dubb]

Don't use sporting metaphors, poppet, unless you want us all to die of laughter. And it's only impressive if your shot is difficult and you actually succeed. Unfortunately you are one of nature's pumpkin headed foozlers so of course you poked your own eye out with the bloody cue.

The only cueball around here is your sorry pate after you scalped it, you barbarian!  And here I have neatly put it in the little basket thingy with my stick.

[Mohammed Azharruddin]

that is a proud, intellectually respectable position deeply rooted in my culture.

The Greeks could have said the same for pederasty. Doesn't make it right. Well, not for normal people anyway. For dissolute bottom bandits it could be another story.

[Mohammed Azharruddin]

The only cueball around here is your sorry pate after you scalped it, you barbarian!  And here I have neatly put it in the little basket thingy with my stick.

I told you I grew it back. It was an interesting experiment but not one I'm tempted to recreate. My lovely face looked a bit odd for a while.

[K_Dubb]

The Greeks could have said the same for pederasty. Doesn't make it right. Well, not for normal people anyway. For dissolute bottom bandits it could be another story.

Fortunately I am not a Greek, either by ethnicity or disposition.  If you want to fight with pedophiles I am sure there are places to do that.  And may God go with you.

[K_Dubb]

...flouncing about trying to draw attention to yourself like an awful cunt. A

What a goof.  I am pretty sure it is just you and me.  My public efforts, my podcasts, are about my grandmother’s sub-par julebrød and Christmas cross-dressing traditions.