I’ve grown weary of methodically laying out the chains of occurrences, premises, conclusions and examples which have served as under-gird to my opinions. Fact is, whether I make the effort or don’t make the effort, I get this sort of thing—this one from an old acquaintance via Facebook:
I object to you and almost everything you say. I think you are full of sh*t. That plain enough? I’m [here] to object to you and your invective, which I find personally offensive. At some point, people have to say, I object.
This guy kept insisting over and over again that he objected; I imagined him punctuating each objection with a foot stomp.
And, using the fact that he objects to me and everything I say, this “gentleman” came to the conclusion that I must be crazy and delusional. Surely, that is the only reason that I could possibly be 180 degrees from him in all opinions. Right?
The funniest thing, however, was that, in this man’s repeated exclamations of objection, there was never any specific direct object. (Linguists will groan at that pun.) He never did pick out a topic about which he and I are in opposition and defend his viewpoint on that topic, even after I repeatedly invited him to do so.
It’s plain, [name redacted], but it’s still pretty generalized. There has to be a specific reason tha[t] you think that I am full of sh*t and you certainly should be able to take a specific issue and explain why I am wrong about it–in a sane and non-delusional, invective-free and sh*t-less manner, of course.
Come on. I know you can do it.
To which, I received this charming response:
I don’t have to defend it to you — or explain it — anymore than I expect you to do the same [sic]. You have an opinion — I think you’re full of sh*t. My opinion. I don’t really TRULY have to say anything else.
My nine-year-old niece would call such a response immature. I wouldn’t, however. It’s obvious that either the man is intellectually incapable of defending his opinions or he is too lazy to think his premises through to a conclusion and, afterward, articulate either. Due to the puling, I vote the former. Petulance in adults is usually a cover-up.
Then again, hasn’t our president repeatedly claimed that the time for talk is over? It almost is.
Juliette Akinyi Ochieng blogs at baldilocks. Her first novel, Tale of the Tigers: Love is Not a Game, was published in 2009; the second edition in 2012. Her new novel, Arlen’s Harem, is due in early 2014. Help her fund it and help keep her blog alive!
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