This thread is for that wanker Dave Q to talk about things he actually likes

so of course he doesn't like ppl

I am so glad to see ILM back to normal... I think we all know which troll this is and I claim my £5!

Maybe what gets people annoyed about David's hatchet jobs is how well-planned and methodically brutal they are. Someone saying "trance = shit" or whatever isn't going to win any debates; Dave can actually make you doubt yourself (which is why I wish he put some effort into his anti-pop rants). Which is not to say they always work, but failing heroically can be as good as succeeding.

I suppose the fact that Calum isn't getting any is good news (might explain a bit too) as it decreases the likelihood that there will be any little Calums running around.

unless he wants to dis the Stockholm Monsters, in which case it's on, B

I mean, all they've got to offer is, Northern Soul is shit, jazz funk is shit, Oasis is shit, football is shit - so what? Big deal. Earth revolves around Sun shock. Tell us something we don't already know. Why don't they try attacking some targets worth attacking? Or does it just make their dull lives more bearable?

This is all very boring. Tell us some jokes, guys.

Ha ha he he ho ho.

See? It's easy to do what you do; anyone could do it, it doesn't take any skill or effort.

Or is it you haven't anything else to offer?

Let's see them have a go at Islam or Israel if they've got any real balls.

I also don't think push button warfare is the way to go other than as backup. It is too easy to make a mistake that will not be discovered until far too late. Ground forces will know if they are getting return fire and they will know if they have found their objective.

I think we need a real air cavalry, able to strike a pinpoint target in the middle of the Glasshouse Stores with sudden and overwhelming force. And whose members are fully aware of the possibility of taking massive casualties as well as giving them.

If certain safe harbours of these people try to protect them, those governments should be made to suffer, not the general civilian populace if we can help it.

I have nothing against Dave Q or Alison Houston. I have some sympathy for those who have suffered wrongs. But it is too late now. There will be more attacks on us, and I'm afraid it is not all that long before they go nuclear. That, above all, is something we should be prepared to pre-emptively strike at, any time, any where. I am much afraid that we can only delay the inevitable. There is insanity in the world, and the larger our total population grows, the larger the absolute numbers of the murderously insane becomes.

We will delay the inevitable as long as possible, but I fear that the day of the urban area ended this week. People will have to disperse infrastructure so that there are no real targets with the high kill factor that now exists. No matter what we do, there are those who will commit these acts. In the world we now live in, what others will do to us has to a great extent become divorced of our actions. If we ignore them, they will kill us. If we are nice to them, they will take our gifts and then they will kill us. If we attack we can perhaps hold the gates awhile longer while they kill some of us. Otherwise we must abandon our cities, disperse our populations, and build a distributed infrastructure, dying in our thousands and tens of thousands all the while.

I do not like the implications of the world that began on Monday 1st July 2002; but I also can not ignore them and cannot turn the clock back. Dave Q and Alison Houston have birthed something new and terrible into the world and there is no way it can be shoved back into the bottle now that it has been loosed upon us.

The barbarians really are at the gates now.

If the mass news media were actually in the business of covering news rather than molding public attitudes to win support by encapsulating frustrations and directing them toward unpopular scapegoats, they would indeed report that his hypocrisy is transparent. Even the least discerning among us can see right through it. It may be soothing and pleasant for Brad to think that arriving at a true state of comprehension is too difficult and/or time-consuming, but only the impartial and unimpassioned mind will even consider that his argument that he can ignore rules, laws, and protocol without repercussion is hopelessly flawed and completely circuitous. From secret-handshake societies meeting at "the usual place" to back-door admissions committees, his expositors have always found a way to legitimize the fear and hatred of the privileged for the oppressed. An armed revolt against Brad is morally justified. However, I claim that it is not yet strategically justified.

His assistants believe that freedom must be abolished in order for people to be more secure and comfortable. Although it is perhaps impossible to change the perspective of those who have such beliefs, I wish nevertheless to work together towards a shared vision. Considering that Brad's attendants are the unbalanced common criminals of the modern age, I find it almost laughable how he remains oblivious to the fact that if he gets his way, I might very well suffer from stress, frustration, and defeat. Brad will damage the debate about this issue, because we will have to spend lots of time correcting misunderstandings that are directly attributable to his commentaries. In order to convince us that the most putrid deadheads you'll ever see have dramatically lower incidences of cancer, heart attacks, heart disease, and many other illnesses than the rest of us, Brad often turns to the old propagandist trick of comparing results brought about by entirely dissimilar causes. On a closing note, I hope that this letter, while incomplete, informal, and having no authority except its own inner strength and conviction, has clearly demonstrated to you that I hate it when yawping curmudgeons like Brad Morgan go on with such vigor about subjects they don't even know about.

Anything I've seen posted under the name "Alison Houston" has been totally boring and a complete pain in the arse.

Say what, say what

Yo, yo, yo, there she goes

Go girl with your fine ass

You keep asking for my time (that's right)

You keep telling me that I'm fine

Give me your number

I won't call (you won't what)

Give me your pager too

Not at all will I call, not at all

I know that you want a piece of my ass (ass)

Don't you know that a guy like you wouldn't last? (last)

Not a player, don't get played (don't get played)

I'll leave you hangin' (I'll leave you hangin' for days) for days

Don't send me flowers

They won't do (oh-oh)

Don't give me diamond rings

'Cos I'll take them and call you a fool

Come on, why you do me like that (call you a fool)

Can't you see that a brother feel that, uh (call you a fool)

Come on, why you do me like that?

Cant you see that a brother all that

Why's this fool all up in my ass? (classy for your ass)

Doesn't he know I want class not trash (ooh-ooh)

Why's this fool all up in my ass? (ooh)

Doesn't he know that I got my own cash?

I know that you want a piece of my ass (ass)

(I know you want a piece of my ass)

Don't you know that a guy like you wouldn't last?

(no, no,no, last, no-no)

Look, don't touch, you're askin' much

(Na, na, baby) Why's this fool all up in my ass?

(Na, na, baby) I want class not trash

(Na, na, baby) Why's this fool all up in my ass?

Doesn't he know that I got my own cash?

Na na baby, ah, ah, ah

Na na baby, ah, ah, ah

Na na baby

You want what you cannot have

I know that you want a piece of my ass (ass)

(C'mon) Don't you know that a guy like you

Wouldn't last? (last)

Look, don't touch, you're askin' much

I know that you want a piece of my ass (ass)

(C'mon) I'm all hooked up, you're out of luck

Don't you know that a guy like you wouldn't last? (last)

(C'mon) Look, don't touch, you're askin' much

I know that you want a piece of my ass

(I know you want a piece of my ass)

I'm all hooked up, you're out of luck (out of luck)

Don't you know that a guy like you wouldn't last (no, no)

Look don't touch, you're askin much (much, much, much)

the q stands for "qanon shaman"