Thanks Carl.

Yes I know that I sometimes push the limits. I will tell you why. I am old, and retired. I have no formal education, so I am a semi-literate person. I crawled into the web within the last two years, after having taught myself to be able to do some typing.

I eased into posting some comments, and only recently have ventured into the blogger end of the pool. I find that across the web, blogs are almost all alike. There is a blandness to them, with a lot of short hand gibberish, sprinkled with heavy doses of lol, and LMAO and so on.

So what I decided to take a shot at was tossing in some solid Irish pub like observations and comments. That involves a lot of verbal jousting, quips, and creative warping of the language. It was the forge of eccentricity that hammered out a Wilde, a Joyce, and so on.

I will give you an example of what I am driving at: Remember when Sinead O'Connor slagged the Pope on American TV, and it killed her in the USA.

Well, you can say stuff like that in an Irish Pub, and get a good debate about it, and some times, by the end of the evening, someone like Sinead might end up, switching sides, and debating the exact opposite to what she first said about the Pope. It is great stuff. Very invigorating, and it builds and tones the muscles of language.

Every one is free to say pretty much what ever jumps into their heads. There is very little that is taboo, because in Ireland they do not have something called freedom of speech, like here in the USA, and of course that really means that you are only free to say what every one agrees you can say.

Recall when Bono got handed an award, and he said on live TV, "this is fuckin' brilliant". Well of course it was, except in America, where people were horrified to hear a world said that they already had stored away in their filthy mental vault. Do you see what I am driving at. They already had that filthy word stored in their own heads. Bono did not put it there. If they did not have it stored there, then the word would not have bothered them , not one fuckin' bit. Alright, that was just for my own amusement.

Well, to conclude. I am probably going to give it up right after the election. I am going to stay pushing to get Senator Obama elected, and probably then shut it down.

You see, I find myself mostly alone in this pub, with no one who knows how the pub chat is supposed to ebb and flow, so I am going to stop talkin to myself. Slainte.

You lied, and when I provided proof that you lied, then you reverted back to your usual, arrested development, Petty Satrap conduct. Where is your current blog output? None to found.

Those that can do, and those that can't appoint their selves as experts. Adios Petty Satrap.

I sure hope you mean it. Several people have recommended the article, and yet you, who claim that you want no part of it, just can not stay away from my blog. You also claim to know all about my blogging history.

Adios, Petty Satrap.

Look,

I know that you think that God put you in charge on here. I not going to take orders from you, so quit wasting your time on here. You churn out your share of blogs that make it to the top, talking about trolls and other pure mindless drivel, so here is the word from me; I have never told you how you should post, and I am not about to let you control what I do, so take a hike.