Red Mosquito

tragabigzanda wrote:

Dev wrote:

tragabigzanda wrote:

Dev wrote:I work with a repulsive fat white girl who is all the woke things you guys hate. do you I convert to the right because of her? No, I fight to redefine what I want the left to be.

Hard-hitting insight dev. How are you fighting exactly?

I don't like your tone. are you following my work on this board? the point is I stand up for progressive ideals I believe in, while remaining rational, and discard leftist arguments that I find problematic or overzealous.

Just to clarify, you’re equating fighting with posting political hot takes on a Pearl Jam message board?

Dev wrote:

Ello Sailor wrote:Language is fluid. Wokeness no doubt had honest beginnings, but now we've got white people claiming that you're racist if you condemn Will Smith for slapping Chris Rock.

It's unbelievably stupid, and deserves to be satirized.

stop pretending these people represent the entire left. they are our worst members?

why aren't you equally concerned with the transphobes and homophobes on the right? what about the people repealing abortion laws? I feel like this is a bigger problem then annoying woke people.

tree_ wrote:From my perspective, the majority are that or evil or careless, no matter the political affiliation. And the rare good people can sit anywhere on the political spectrum.

Dev wrote:

tragabigzanda wrote:

Dev wrote:I work with a repulsive fat white girl who is all the woke things you guys hate. do you I convert to the right because of her? No, I fight to redefine what I want the left to be.

Hard-hitting insight dev. How are you fighting exactly?

I don't like your tone. are you following my work on this board? the point is I stand up for progressive ideals I believe in, while remaining rational, and discard leftist arguments that I find problematic or overzealous.

washing machine wrote:Musk seems to have seamlessly shifted into Trump's position in the left's mental space for the daily two-minute hate sessions. Gotta focus that moral outrage on someone at all times, I guess.

E.H. Ruddock wrote:So Musk says the same type of dumb shit as Trump, he can just say it a little more intelligent-sounding?

Carl Sandburg wrote:There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

tragabigzanda wrote:

Dev wrote:

tragabigzanda wrote:

Dev wrote:I work with a repulsive fat white girl who is all the woke things you guys hate. do you I convert to the right because of her? No, I fight to redefine what I want the left to be.

Hard-hitting insight dev. How are you fighting exactly?

I don't like your tone. are you following my work on this board? the point is I stand up for progressive ideals I believe in, while remaining rational, and discard leftist arguments that I find problematic or overzealous.

Just to clarify, you’re equating fighting with posting political hot takes on a Pearl Jam message board?

Ello Sailor wrote:

Dev wrote:

Ello Sailor wrote:Language is fluid. Wokeness no doubt had honest beginnings, but now we've got white people claiming that you're racist if you condemn Will Smith for slapping Chris Rock.

It's unbelievably stupid, and deserves to be satirized.

stop pretending these people represent the entire left. they are our worst members?

why aren't you equally concerned with the transphobes and homophobes on the right? what about the people repealing abortion laws? I feel like this is a bigger problem then annoying woke people.

They're not the entire left, but they exist. You're pretending they don't exist.

I also think transphobes and homophobes are retarded. I think a lot of people are retarded.

tree_ wrote:

Dev wrote:

tree_ wrote:Yes, it is wise to embark upon understanding opposing viewpoints and seek to grasp how they can be just as valid and vital as your own.

I understand those viewpoints better than anyone. I was full red-pill for a few years. It is exactly why I hate the movement so much now because it is so transparent to me.

Perhaps you're overcompensating

epilogue wrote:

Dev wrote:

tragabigzanda wrote:

Dev wrote:I work with a repulsive fat white girl who is all the woke things you guys hate. do you I convert to the right because of her? No, I fight to redefine what I want the left to be.

Hard-hitting insight dev. How are you fighting exactly?

I don't like your tone. are you following my work on this board? the point is I stand up for progressive ideals I believe in, while remaining rational, and discard leftist arguments that I find problematic or overzealous.

Too bad body shaming isn't something you find problematic.

Carl Sandburg wrote:There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

Ello Sailor wrote:We've had tough guy alpha dog Dev. We've had unhinged woke Dev.

Now is time for portly, enlightened centrist Dev.

Carl Sandburg wrote:There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

Ello Sailor wrote:Even the left don't want Dev. Better reinvent yourself for the umpteenth time, king!

Dev wrote:

Ello Sailor wrote:We've had tough guy alpha dog Dev. We've had unhinged woke Dev.

Now is time for portly, enlightened centrist Dev.

I feel like I could do any shtick imaginable.