ALL three of the remaining bidders for Rangers have refused to rule out liquidation

The spruce moose stuff yesterday had me laughing out loud. One of my favourite Simpson's episodes....when it used to be hilarious.

 

Those tips are genuinely based upon observations from BBC606 and here. All true.

Medro uses all of those techniques.

 

save it for those lonely saturday nights mick

 

I didnt understand it....I think Ive got residual brain damage from the mouldymaster

 

ah, to subtle for me at that moment in time , my world was closing in as mouldymaster was just helping me to reach a level of supreme self awareness on all things to do with rangers, the nature of relativity and the warping of the space time continuum......

 

I don't want to make a particular comment about the guy you're all talking about, because I don't know him and because I don't much like personalised insults. However.....

There is a gaspingly beautiful psychology paper describing a phenomenon that may be familiar to all exasperated smart people. It was written by Justin Kruger and David Dunning and it’s called Unskilled and Unaware of It: How Difficulties in Recognising One’s Own Incompetence Lead to Inflated Self-Assessments.

Kruger and Dunning came to the conclusion that “people who are incompetent suffer a dual burden. Not only are they incompetent, but they may also be too incompetent to assay their own incompetence, because the skills which underlie an ability to make a correct judgement are the same as the skills required to recognise a correct judgement.”

I was reminded of this joyful fact whilst reading this thread.

Some of you may by now be nodding a weary (and yet strangely excited) assent at the timeless veracity of these findings.

If you’ve ever had the misfortune of personally engaging one of these vast, hauntingly empty heads, however – and I would strongly advise against it – then you may also be crying gently with an aching relief as you learn that boffins are on the case and that they’re busy categorising the lesser members of the herd. We may only hope that this leads to a rampant spate of highly illiberal arrests some time super soon.

And the sheer circular beauty of it all, of course, is that the mouth-breathing cat-stranglers will be nodding along, as well, perfectly incapable of recognising themselves in this picture, happily convinced that it relates to the other guy. They can’t possibly recognise themselves in the picture. Why? Because they’re dumb. Exquisite. This keeps everyone happy. It’s how the world goes round, with each of us fondly believing we’re just that tiny wee bit smarter than the next guy.

My motto: don't engage. Ever. It's simply not worth the bother.

 

Regrettably, Rebel, I went through every last page.

(I'm a glutton for this sort of stuff and secretly love it. Just so long as I'm not involved in any way.)

 

Ha. I'm forever classing myself as the other guy, too. In my defence, however, I'm clever enough to realise that I'm utterly stupid. The more I learn the less I know, type of thing.

But yes, I'd pretty much go along with everything you said. I've never responded to the personal stuff and never will - and I had someone stalking me for over two years on a blog I keep elsewhere, becoming progressively more deranged in their insults. None of it interests me and I find ignoring it very easy. Why would I ever bother to respond? To impress strangers? To make myself feel better? To put a stranger down? To "win"? It doesn't make sense to me and I hope it never does.

That made me laugh. (Damn you, Irisher.)