So I got a couple hours sleep and have been reconsidering the Professor's stand on what passes for scientific understanding as gained through hypothesis and experimentation. And he's right. I mean, I suppose that one could point to the usual suspects that pop up as a particular feature of a particular theory. You know, like correspondence with and confirmation by various fields within the circle of study, and let's not forget those real world applications that can really help to nail things down.
However and as the Professor wisely points out, that don't prove NOTHIN' when all the players are liars and pedophiles, right? Why, even as I write this there are underground bunkers all across this great nation of ours filled with teams of physicists, each with a child planted safely and securely in his or her lap, just sitting there making stuff up as they go along. And of COURSE they don't take enough voluminous pictures of their 2-slit experiments! THAT'S WHERE THEY KEEP THE PINATA with Schrodenger's cat inside! (Like the Professor himself, nobody is quite sure if it's alive or dead).
Yeah, so there are a few million papers and experiments that tend to lead scientists down certain paths of inquiry. And indeed, some of these paths wind up being dead ends. So where's the proof, really? Or the proof of the proof? Or the proof of the proof of the proof? Or the proof of the proof of the proof of the proof? And how could ANYTHING these liars and pedophiles come up with be trusted, anyway? Are the Professor and I the only ones who understand the inferiority of the scientific method when compared to the knowledge contained in vegan farts? And remember that time when the Professor blasted a cumshot into the lens of the camera he dug out of the bottom of his own commode?
Now THAT'S science!
UPDATE: Just caught up with today's 'science' lesson courtesy of the Prof, number 12,235 in the series where he says exactly the same thing as every day, which is basically "You can't prove it to my satisfaction, liar!" I did notice something, though. If you just turn everything he says about scientists and make it about the Professor, then it all flows quite nicely. OMG! Have I been doing this wrong all along? Now I feel foolish. hangs head in shame
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I'm pretty sure all of his followers know it's just a kink on their parts. They know that they consciously never develop objections to anything Greyroots says, because if they did, that would imperil their submissive role-play. They have to constantly maintain a subordinate, groveling role, or else they can't indulge their desire to be stepped on by a superior being. And even when a small fraction of them do see outside their kink long enough to develop an objection, they're painfully aware that they could never say this to their sado-dad's face. He would flip a shit if they did. So, they are content with their lightless, groveling existence as mucking tadpoles, dreaming of cat-killing brigades and democratic omnicide, all while daily perusing Greyroot's extensive self-created pornography collection, as can be seen on his DoNotGod site.
Meanwhile, they all cultivate a sense of superiority. They're the only ones who understand anything. Naturally, they must be. They're the only ones sucking Greyroots's toes, after all. And when he gets a Nobel prize, and all the world praises him for his scientific acumen, they'll be vindicated. They'll leave their rooms, en masse, and become the leaders of the glorious revolution, all under their supreme leader. He'll no doubt put them in charge of the democratic cat gulags and down-stair-pushing factories. That is their explicit, verifiable dream, that they couldn't even dream of extricating themselves from, even if they tried for billions of years. There is no force in this cosmos or any other which could ever wake up the kind of mental darkness that fetishizes a guy like that. It's over. It's the end. There's no hope.
But like the chickenshits they are, they'll still apologize for the worst of Greyroots.
The pro-rape comments? Oh, just misinterpreted. An agoraphobic arm-chair physicist with uncontrollable anger problems and an extensive gallery of him masturbating online definitely doesn't carry out rape fantasies on his nicotine-baked thrift store sofa. Especially not imagining himself in the form of a lion hybrid.
The screaming and hollering like an overgrown toddler, even at his supporters? He's just a very passionate man.
The Nazis didn't really want to exterminate their sworn enemies. . . the Jews and Allies made up all that holocaust stuff? Oh, well, Greyroots also made similar comments on the Armenian and Congolese genocides, right? His particular focus is definitely not motivated by thinly-veiled hatred. And all Greyroot's submissives are deeply invested in finding out all the details of real history, just like he is, the noble soul.
Problem is, the recordings exist, stupid. Can't re-write history around your dipshit fetishes forever.
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