I have some deadlines to meet, so no more down time on 606 for a week or so. I will however leave you with a fairy tale. It is constructed from my science “Contra Physics” who's maths is fluid and symbolic. On the street where you live.Choice Avenue sported pretty cottages that faced a beautiful park. The landlord had spent a lot of money on the park, but had neglected the tenants for many years. People had played football in the park for over a hundred years, yet no matter how many attractions the landlord added, the tenants no longer wanted to go to watch the games. After some years an agent took over the maintenance of the landlords estate and quickly put things right, installing new windows in every house that the people could see the park more clearly. The majority of the tenants rejoiced and forgave the landlord, indeed many of the older tenants had experienced much worse landlords. However, the four brothers Glum at number 28 were loathed to forgive him, and still continually bored their neighbours by repeating there depressing mantra of hatred for said landlord. At number 26 lived the Gold brothers, an easy going bunch who got on pretty well with everyone. Sandwiched between number 26 and 28 was number 27, the home of Mr Nobody. He was a bit odd, eccentric even, but the Gold brothers didn't mind this harmless old man, and quite enjoyed his fantastic stories. The other good thing about Mr Nobody was that he could build and fix things, and when people were sad he'd play and sing for them. The brothers Glum found Mr Nobody very annoying. “He's always talking rubbish” they would say. Sometimes they would swear at him, or tell lies about him to the neighbours. Nevertheless, Mr Nobody carried on being himself, safe in his suit of armour built from the kindness of others. One day, on hearing the brothers Glum being extra glum, the brothers Gold asked Mr Nobody why he didn't build a wall between him and the Glums house, after all, he could build anything. Mr Nobody replied that for all his natural talents, the one thing he couldn't do was build walls. The Glums overheard this conversation and were angry that they would have to build their own wall. But build it they did! It's bricks were as black as the devils soul, it's mortar made from a mixture of grudges and sulphuric acid. Like all barriers constructed to divide humanity it was as ugly as sin, an abomination that made the universe wretch. It stood ten foot high and two foot thick, a monument to human devolution. They named the wall “Ignore” Mister Nobody thought it ugly too, but he balanced that with the knowledge of the serenity it would bring to the brothers Glum. He lay against the wall and told it it was doing good things, and not to worry about it's appearance. When Mister Nobody woke the next day, he couldn't believe his eyes. The wall was covered in roses of every colour. “I hope the Glums have roses too” he mused. Alas, the Glum's side was still as black, but now covered in weeds and cockroaches that thronged the walls entirety. A few days went by and all seemed well. Mr Nobody chatted over the garden fence to the brother's Gold, whilst Mrs Nobody attended his every need. Mrs Nobody was young and beautiful, and when she sung birds would come and sit in her hand. She loved Mr Nobody more than life itself, for he had carried her through a brutal civil war and had been badly injured in the process. At the end of the war Mr Nobody gave Mrs Nobody a gift. Without them ever saying, all good people knew what the gift was, yet even when shown it, bad people couldn't recognise it. The brothers Glum could not understand how the Golds and the other tenants could tolerate Mr Nobody, and this one annoyance was discussed day in, day out until it became cancerous. The more time that passed, the more the brothers Glum hated the wall. Mr Nobody would sometimes catch the brothers Glum looking over the wall, but as sad as it made him, he knew not how to take apart something he didn't understand. I need to know why the symbolic brothers grim build walls for my science to be complete. Still haven't cracked it.
That's a nice, if rather patronising, fairytale. I've tried to explain to you as objectively as possible why some other Charlton fans find your forum contributions on certain subjects aggravating, and so are hostile towards you. In all honesty I don't expect you to listen to what I'm saying. Perhaps your approach is as much a deep-seated personality thing as it is a matter of choice. The plain fact is, some people don't mind you talking about a pseudo-science you've invented, or a truth bomb, or herd immunity, or other nonsensical daydreams which you appear convinced are real. Other people find some of these notions annoying at best, offensive at worst. It's my primary responsibility to try to keep this forum a pleasant and relaxing place for members to visit. You aren't making that task any easier, but of course you have no obligation to consider that if you don't want to. So I'll carry on doing what I need to do to protect this forum from harm. Any posts I consider to be unwarranted or deliberately provocative I'll edit or delete. If those measures do not prove adequate I'll take further steps. I don't want to go there, but I will if necessary. Have a nice week off.
This is a thinly-veiled and inexpertly-written analogy of this forum. The four Glums with the wall are those that have blocked him, Mr Nobody is himself. Presumably the Gold brothers are every other forum member. It's tiresome drivel and I regret wasting 2 minutes of time reading it.
I think all the stuff at the beginning about the landlord is Duchatelet (the agent being Sandgaard). Interesting that Sandman is very generous to the old Belgian scrote. I agree it's pretty transparent, but I think that was the intention. He's just trying to wind anti-RD fans (99.9% of the base) up a bit, in his own peculiar way. I wouldn't worry about it. No harm done really if it stays on this thread.
Was watching a Youtube video of South American goals. Around half of the players crossed themselves when they scored. I get it that the gesture is a thank you to God for a goal assist, but pray tell me why the same God sat out the Holocaust?
