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[_Daniel Peterson]

Is there anything wrong with this picture?

Yes, there is.

[_Mister Scratch]

Is there anything wrong with this picture?

Yes, there is.

You know, Dan, I don't know that I have ever been so disgusted with an individual poster. You really have stooped to a very low level this time. I would hope that you would PM Gadianton in order to tell him that you and FARMS actually don't have any intention of suing him. I mean, you totally flipped out after your slander against Robert Ritner nearly landed you in a lawsuit. I'd like to think that you wouldn't be hypocritical about such a matter as this. An apology is in order, methinks. Multiple ones, even.

[_The Nehor]

The Nehor states that he would like to do all sorts of gruesome and horrible things to myself and my family

I don't remember threatening your family. I might have though. I've slept since then.

[_skippy the dead]

Gadianton makes a "joke" about FARMS and tax evasion. Skippy, who is a lawyer, proceeds to tell DCP that this is a very serious matter, and that it could be legally "actionable."

For the record, I do not agree that this is an accurate description of the events at hand. Because I do not wish to engage in a line-by-line, blow-by-blow back and forth, I'm going to leave it at that. I just thought it important to make sure my disagreement with those two sentences is clear.

I hope to not further comment on this matter.

[_Daniel Peterson]

You know, Dan, I don't know that I have ever been so disgusted with an individual poster.

This must be roughly the seven hundredth day in a row on which you've expressed disgust or shock regarding me and my works. The novelty has worn off.

Let's just consider it yet another "watershed moment in the history of Mopologetics."

You really have stooped to a very low level this time.

If I were to believe you, I stoop lower with almost every passing minute.

I would hope that you would PM Gadianton in order to tell him that you and FARMS actually don't have any intention of suing him.

Nobody at FARMS has ever heard of this minor little incident or even [this] Gadianton. And I've already said that I have (and had) no intention of suing him.

If he needs reassurance via PM -- which I have absolutely zero reason to believe that he does -- he's welcome to send me a PM inquiry regarding the matter, and I'll reassure him.

He seems to be fine. He's not engaging in overwrought histrionics here.

I mean, you totally flipped out after your slander against Robert Ritner nearly landed you in a lawsuit.

I do, it's true, have an aversion to being sued. It's an odd personal quirk of mine.

But I've never slandered Robert Ritner.

I'd like to think that you wouldn't be hypocritical about such a matter as this.

Then I have good news for you: Your wish has been granted.

An apology is in order, methinks. Multiple ones, even.

I agree. But I'm not holding my breath waiting for you to do the right thing.

[_Mister Scratch]

An apology is in order, methinks. Multiple ones, even.

I agree. But I'm not holding my breath waiting for you to do the right thing.

Oh? What would you like me to apologize for, Prof. P.?

[_GoodK]

Oh? What would you like me to apologize for, Prof. P.?

Being born...

[_antishock8]

To everyone on this thread:

[_The Nehor]

Oh? What would you like me to apologize for, Prof. P.?

I think he's referring to you mooning me (either deliberately or accidentally) when I was taking surveillence photos of you in the brush outside your home. I sent them to him and he might have been offended. Scratch, I forgive you. Now can you stop moving around so much? Makes it much harder to get a bead on you. :)

[_Daniel Peterson]

Oh? What would you like me to apologize for, Prof. P.?

You should cease your weird, continual, long-standing, obsessive, anonymous, public crusade to defame me, and you should apologize for it.

But I don't expect you to, and I'm not losing any sleep over it.

In the meantime, though, you might want to consider at least saying you're sorry for perpetually leaving my garbage strewn up and down the street after rifling through my trash cans, scratching my window panes with your binoculars, trampling on my flower beds with your ladders, and causing static on my telephone and television with your electronic listening devices.