Doonesbury by Garry Trudeau for June 17, 2013
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Joanie: Well, well... Alex: Gram, fiance. Fiance, Gram. Joanie: Leo. At last. Toggle: Hello, M-m-m ma'am. Alex: Leo stammers, Gram. He's not nervous or anything. Toggle: Well, maybe little... n-nervous. Alex: But not really-- you've faced the Taliban. Jeff: So have I! Joanie: Jeff's home. Toggle: Who? Alex: My half-uncle. He writes war fiction.
But Richard, I’m such a troll feeding junkie.I read their silly, arrogant, ignorant comments and I can’t help myself.It’s like you see someone drowning, you can’t just walk away. The main difference is that these people really can’t be saved. They are doing this to themselves, and hence to us.So it’s not that I want to save them, what I really want to do is hold their heads under until they stop yelling.I’m not proud of this; no addict is proud of being addicted (except those idiots who brag about how much coke they did in the 80’s).It is my cross to bear, and I will give my word that I’ll try to be less easily provoked; that I’ll let them have their silly little rants knowing that most people (make that “most thinking people”) will not take them seriously.I respect your desire to maintain the decorum in this forum (“Decorum in the Forum,” one of the worst heavyweight bouts ever), but sometimes I feel Ripley vanquishing Aliens.It’s a dirty job, but someone’s got to do it.