Well, this is a sad day indeed, one that I thought would never come to pass.
Originally, this post recorded a brief email exchange I had with an American gentleman (I am advised that is a sufficiently polite term for him) regarding the "rules and regulations" for posting at neo-neocon's blogsite.
Extensive cutting and pasting will be grounds for deletion. Repeated violations will lead to banning. Civility and staying on topic, that is not trying to highjack threads, is the preferred discussion method. From a review of your comments, I see several cases where you dance on the edge. Blanket condemnations without precise documentation and logical fallacies as found on this list http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Logical_fallacy can result in loss of commenting privileges. Trim your sails and you can still post. Go over the edge and you’re history.
I. BTW, am not a Neo-Con. I’m just an old fashioned Republican; what you would call a “Fascist” in your lexicon. I’ve met very few Kiwi’s in my extensive travel in your country who I would call friends of the US and, frankly, I don’t care what you think of us. For the nonce, and only because it suits our national interests, your country remains under our protection. Treaties are not eternal.
Now, to be fair to this gentleman, he was relatively polite in his insults. He got no worse than calling me a ponce; a term of approbation and endearment in his world I guess. At least, unlike some of the others of his ilk I have had the fortune to meet, he has stayed away from the sheep jokes.
I am removing this post, and a second, because I am not sufficiently vindictive to leave them remain.
What ever this gentleman's background, whatever his reasons, I have had a second series of emails on this same topic. They are written, quite politely, by a "security consultant" apparently engaged by Mr X.
He advises me that I stand to suffer all manner of dire consequences if I am not to remove these two posts. Well, Mr Security Consultant, your threats, and the blatant attempts at appealing to my better side - almost fawning in one instance - are a small part in this decision. Not because of the threats - I would just love to challenge them. No, you have reminded me that I am better than that.
So, to close this sorry chapter, and to all of the "security agents", IP complaint investigators, and others who seem to have been the majority of the traffic through the probligo's little world I have removed the remainder.
I suggest that your read no further, as the rest of this is intended for Mr X as a parting gift.
Mr X, sir.
I hope that all of your fears are realised. I hope that the causes of your paranoia and fear of life come to pass.
You, sir, are not a democrat by any stretch of the imagination.
You, sir, are not what I would call a "fascist" as you have suggested. You would have done well for yourself in the times before Magna Carta - when men were men and serfs were taken to battle for blood sports by the nobility. That is a trait that you have not lost.
Well sir, you tire me.
I leave you with the most powerful insult that I know -
My full name is
I live at 19 La Perouse St in Howick, Auckland.