From: "bb" on Sat 4 Jun 2005 05:54


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From: "bb" on Fri 3 Jun 2005 03:51

wrote:
From: bb on Jun 2, 6:27 pm

K4YZ wrote:
bb wrote:

I know...:-) But, we have the solitary tomb sentinel busy
"guarding" the territory for ANY opinions other than his own.

We are stuck with the Avenging Angle of Dearth. Ho hum.

Eventually the "pop" will be an artery and he will become
the usual vegetable garden typical to stroke victims. We
will be able to see that while we are still alive. :-)

That is going to put a damper on his Class A behavior and
incessant machismo attitude of always "being right" (in his
own mind). His stress is building. Tsk.

Notice how the coward won't explain what he meant by "Lessee...430." I
need to start tabulating the dodges like the time I kept track of his
new lies for three weeks.

Well, don't expect him to change any time soon. He's tried
the same thing with me (10048 being my house number) except
that my entire mailing address has been printed in HR in
every article (common procedure in amateur radio periodicals).

The solitary tomb sentinel has an ugly habit of bullying
others to "gain supremacy" or something similar. He can do
so in relative "safety" from the time-distance isolation of
this medium. Bullies take advantage of that "protection"
(and usually act a lot "tougher") but all it shows is ordinary
cowardice.


I tire of Steve's incessant lying. I tire of his peers always giving
him a pass on his tirades. They're all a pretty useless assembly of
Extras.

Understand fully. They aren't ever going to be role models
of anything they way they act and posture in here.

Steven J. Robeson has soiled his father's name.

Yes, and probably soiled his pants on encountering some who
don't feel threatened by his bullying machismo. :-)

way too overworked over their hobby discussions. When he
found a couple of radio amateurs engaged in a heated argument
he would listen a minute or so, then casually interrupt with
"Say, did you know that ham is the butchered meat of swine?"

The arguers would be momentarily stunned. He would grin
slightly and amble away, the grin growing. He had the right

Careful, now. You might upset the mighty machismo morsemen, especially
"Jimmy the Riveter."

Heh heh heh. I'm not worried about Jimmie. He gets upset so
easily, thinks I am "calling him names."

Tsk, tsk. I've called him all sorts of names: James, Jim,
Jimmy, Jimmie, James Miccolis, and just Miccolis. He feels
so "insulted" now about being called all those NAMES that he
just wastes everyone's time.

Ham radio has certainly changed since I first heard about it
back in the 40s. So many uptight folks in it now, so easily
bruised, some wanting to bully, terrorize, and FIGHT! :-)