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Antoninus Twink
I've been a bit snowed under today, so I didn't have time to predict
that you'd ignore the issue in favour of swapping fatuous remarks with
trolls.
You have made a claim. You've been asked to back it up. You've failed.
Same ol' same ol'.
Do you really blame him?
Jacob has explained over and over again, but *of course* you refuse to
listen, you deliberately misunderstand, you play your famous word games.
Why should he waste any more of his time when he knows what bad faith
there is on your part?
Why are you so full of hate and anger, Heathfield? Did you have an
unhappy childhood? You should think about therapy.