The master debater shuts down dissent once again!
Not gonna bother being polite for this one. Go fuck yourself, asshole. @kcherndon
— Charles Johnson (@Green_Footballs) August 22, 2016
Such great intellect on display.
The debate crusher has a suggestion on what to do with people you disagree with on Twitter.
Yep. It’s completely pointless to try to discuss anything with these damaged idiots. Block early and block often. @Kragar_LGF
— Charles Johnson (@Green_Footballs) August 17, 2016
What great debating skills.
What could have been posted in LGF Comment 47, Article 3881 that was so offensive or out of line that would cause Charles to not only delete it, but to block all comments on that Little Green Footballs post from 24 August 2002 from public view? Mr. Paranoia strikes again.
113 Charles Sat, Aug 31, 2002 1:17:13pm
A Disappointed Whiner wrote:
And furthermore, had I asked the question “Do you support allowing people to post obviously bigoted and inflammatory comments about JEWS on this web site?” I can guarantee I would have gotten a very different response out of you.
I had a feeling if I let you go on long enough, eventually your agenda might slip out.
To answer your question, “Do you support allowing people to post obviously bigoted and inflammatory comments about J-E-W-S on this web site?”
Odd that all those embedded links now redirect to the current front page of LGF and that the comment section for that thread is blocked from public view. Wassa talmbout, Johnson?
[Post updated with screencap courtesy of The Boiler Room Crew.]
Update: “Iron Fist” passed away at 11:45PM on 11 August 2016 at home, surrounded by friends and family. What a way to go.
When you met him, the word “intellectual” was probably the furthest from your mind. It would have been easy to be blinded by the prejudices that we all have. And in Iron Fist, it was “Biker Dude Meets William F. Buckley, Jr.”
My first “image” of Iron Fist was from the back. A photograph of a looming presence in a leather vest with a huge patch that read “LGF Minion.” I remember the much vaunted Oakland meet up (on TAX day of all things) in Oakland in 2005. Word of our right-wing invasion had spread and his photo was causing liberals to suffer panic attacks and they announced we were all descending on the East Bay wearing our “colors.”
Meeting him in real life, though, was an experience. Entering the venue, I received a big, big bear hug and “CAROLINA!” Funny how we all called each other by the names we knew best — the blog version of the secret handshake. Sure, in many cases our real names were known. But Fist’s lady will always be “Skippy” to me, just as my better half is still Flyboy to them. Trite as it sounds, these were, and are, genuine friendships. We were more to each other than a responding comment on the internet. We were friends. Real friends. It had nothing to do with geography. It had to do with heart.
Later, when I read some of his masterful posts and threads, it was often hard for me to reconcile the relaxed, casual, image I had of Fist with the words on the page. Like William F. Buckley meets Sturgis, South Dakota. He could write so well on so many subjects and always held my interest. But at the same time you could see yourself having THAT conversation with him – me with the wine, he with a beer.
He made a couple of trips to the West Coast to visit and finally retrieve the love of his life, Skippy, and we made sure to have a party in his honor whenever he was here. And they were wonderful, wonderful times. I never wanted them to end. And they often lasted far into the evening.
There is no question that he loved his wife, his animals, his bike, his martial arts. But where he completely wore his heart on his sleeve was his love of his country and his love of freedom. I often think he would have defended this country against all enemies, foreign and (especially) domestic, all by himself. And probably won.
Humble words from me cannot adequately express my admiration and love for this man. I leave it to the world’s greatest wordsmith, from one to another:
He was a man, take him for all in all,
I shall not look upon his like again.
William Shakespeare, Hamlet
–Carolina Girl, aka Arachne, 9 August 2016
More Tributes to Iron Fist with comments may be found at the following websites:
Only in the world wide world of chucky is someone wanting to pray for him, considered bad.
And now, your classic right wing Christian passive aggressive tweet of the day. pic.twitter.com/gdDf0SMEKg
— Charles Johnson (@Green_Footballs) August 9, 2016
Charles, once a staunch supporter of the State of Israel, sees no big deal in giving $400 million to Iran. He gets mad at conservative criticisms of this abomination.
Right wing bloggers ranting about a $400M “ransom payment” (it wasn’t) are doing exactly what Iran wants.
— Charles Johnson (@Green_Footballs) August 4, 2016
Palestinian father tries to get his son shot by IDF troops but the soldiers just shake the little boys hand. Remember when Mr. Toot would refer to this as “Palestinian Child Abuse”?Posted: August 2, 2016
In days long numbered with the past, a certain gas bag blogger would prominently feature this story to illustrate the nihilism of the Palestinians. Not any more. All credit to the Israeli soldiers (actually I think they might be border policemen). I wish they would have plugged the father and taken the child (who appears to be no more than 4 years old) to Israel so he could be brought up civilized.