Wud y’all git yir stories straight? Either yir truly you’re truly “united by a passion for honest and open journalism. . .” or ye ain’t. Either ye “offer unafraid, unblinking reporting, the unvarnished truth, no matter what it looks like. . .” or ye don’t. Either ye “(are)here because of what the truth does look like. . .” or ye ain’t. Either ye “serve no political party. . .” ‘n “serve no candidate” or ye do. Either ye “are owned by no ideology” or ye are. Either these here comments are unmoderated or thet ain’t

C’mon boys, find some consistency here.

As my interaction, say, at th’ Slapstick Politics discussion I lanked above shorely indercates. But who short-circited discussion over at yir Manifesto page? Wuz it me? Or wuz it me who edited the tinyurl lank in the first comment above to go t’ th’ Pajamas Media article instead the Colorado Confederatarian article?

Not that he could make a persuasive argument anyway, with that goofball affected pirate-talk. . . .

I thank you better git yir dialects straight thar, boy:

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. . . . BS.

Careful now, thar, Travis. We jus; got us a new directive from ohn high re: “obscene (and) abusive comments.” Means no more cussin’, I bet. No more references to “keffiyah assholes” and wut not from randomridge:

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So watch yir step thar, son, n’ be more gentleman-like.

Sincerely,

Snaggle-Tooth Jones, The Colorado Confederatarian
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Not that he could make a persuasive argument anyway, with that goofball affected pirate-talk BS.

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Well darlin’, I got a copy of-att page stored in Word, ‘n I’m-tellin’ ye ahr ain’t no open comments box thar. For me anyhow. Maybe my ‘puter’s jus’ ohn th’ blank.

Th’ rest of yir commints fir th’ most part dohn’t make no sense t’ me, so I giss I’ll jus’ stop here, except t’ say-att thar ain’t nothin’ “deperate and paranoid” about me or my commints. That’s simply jus’ yir self-servin’ projection. I’m actually havin’ a bit of fun with all-iss.

I giss I’ll also say that if’n ye thank th’ Israeli-Palestinian struggle is all-att simple, well, I invite ye to join th’ discussion here [Link] , at my my blog, or at the Rocky Mountain News (seach “gaza”), cuz it’s damn sure th’ case-att no intelligent discussion is a-gonna occur here at PPC.

So much fir th’ original design thar on-att page. I giss they didn’t count ohn someone like me callin’ they bluff.

You’re trying to hard. Seriously. to report, one states what the saw. so when it says
‘Blue skies and a crisp wind–and shouts of “Allahu Akbar!”’ . . .
that’s a statement of fact, reported for those who were not there. it does not characterize the shouts of allahu akbar as angry or otherwise, it is simply a statement of existence.

Likewise, the Israeli flag is, in fact, illuminated by the sun. It seems foolish to me that you expect anyone to include in the caption “a behavior that all flags made of the same material display when held up before the sun.”

The exceptions you take with these two items are of a kind that make you look a little . . . desperate and paranoid. Seriously. Save your vitriol for something that deserves it, otherwise ya come off as a loony, the delusional guy at the back of the bus screaming a response to one of the imaginary voices in his head.

Finally, as to the truthfulness of the sign . . .the excuse the U.N. and most pro-Palestine folks indulging in Orwellian doublethink make to allow Palestinians to continue there quest for an individual nation . . . is that the Palestinian leaders claim, publicly, at least, to want peace with Israel, and just a humble plot of ‘o’ land to call their own. But people like you and the sign bearer above know it’s all just a big lie to milk western sympathies. *nudge nudge wink wink*

‘N I see you’ve turned off th’ comments at th’ Manifesto page. Which means your cowardly too.

Ooh. Sounds like a threat.

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Your editing my link only serves to buttress what I told you over at your “Manifesto”: your claims there are obviously bogus.

Go ahead and delete this comment, if you will. I’ve saved the entire discussion for posterity, if you catch my drift.