poikilotrm wrote:YugoRPK wrote:
Your taking them moral high ground by pretending to want to convict an innocent man in your BS court is laughable douchebag.
No. I am merely laying bare your hypocrisy and your wholly evil, not to mention stupid, "philosophy". You are a coward and a fool.
If he doesn't submit to psychological torture, then he is evil.
And, if you don't want the TSA to touch your penis, then you're a terrorist.
This thread is a lost cause.
Side note, I delivered pizzas at Pizza Hut in Converse, Texas for about three years. One weekend night, I went to deliver a pizza and I could hear the couple on the other side of the door arguing. I couldn't make out what they were arguing about, exactly, but the thrust of it seemed to be that he ordered the pizza, and she did not want this to happen. Perhaps she had cooked something, or perhaps it was a money issue, but who cares why. So I knock, and they draw nearer to the door, continuing to argue. At this point, both parties draw a philosophical line-in-the-sand. She
will not allow this pizza transaction to occur, and he
will not have her threaten his autonomy. This becomes a power struggle over an inconsequential item worth about $11 (plus the tip... although if we're being honest, based on the pitch, tenor, and grammar, these types of people don't tip (you'd know if you waited tables)).
So this verbal disagreement becomes something else as she physically attempts to prevent him from answering the door, and he, still unwilling to concede defeat, attempts to remove her. At this point he begins slamming her against the interior of the door, which causes the front porch of this low-quality house to shake. To her credit, her resolve was stronger than that, and so the shoving/slamming ordeal ratcheded up to very meaty strikes on what I assume were her torso.
Like a damn troll, I knock on the door again as though I have no awareness of their proximity and struggle.
This eggs it on, and he hits what I assume is her head. At this point I leave, deliver to the next house (we would often take two or three at a time if they were in the same neighborhood) and then return to the store and simply tell the manager that they didn't answer the door. I have an undelivered pizza, and since this isn't the kind of thing drivers lie about, he just tosses the pizza aside or whatever. I don't recall what specifically.
Later that night, I have another delivery to that same neighborhood. This new house is several houses passed the first beating house, and on the other side of the street. As I drive there, I pass a number of cop cars, fire trucks, and an ambulance. I execute the transaction with the guy, then casually ask, "What's going on over here?" He replies, "Oh, some lady stabbed her husband like 30 times!" Greatest twist ending ever! I don't know how that played out legally, but I'm confident that the woman had some clear evidence on her face to vindicate a 'self-defense' claim if that's how it played out.
I'm reminded of that story because the fulcrum upon which the situation hinged was an arbitrary food item. The event wasn't about the pizza, but merely a contextual focal point for a bigger issue: she had enough, and come hell-or-high-water she wasn't backing down over a hand-tossed pepperoni and breadsticks. Undoubtedly, her defiance was the intolerable point for him as opposed to the particular arrangement of calories that was at the door.
It takes a pretty stubborn person to insult someone so deeply over something as absurd as, "he won't let me torture him, so he must be a bad man." It's weird to see the foundational context for which such an assertion can be made.
Obviously Poik's not backing down on this one, but it's asinine because as a former cop who currently doesn't trust LEOs (to put it mildly) he's accusing someone who publicly states that they wouldn't voluntarily cooperate with a questioning without a lawyer present of being ... evil?
Is that right? This is made two to three times funnier since part of the attempt at slander is tied to Yugo citing the Constitution... like that's a bad thing?
This place is nuts sometimes, and this is one of them.
