On 15 Feb 2003 12:33:32 GMT, (GrampysGurl) wrote:
Tom Shelly, White God

You are one of the most ignorant people I have met online in a long time....
much of the information you provided is false. FWIW Hitler is a sad example of
what a "white" person should be compared to I for one am insulted.
What I find surprising is that such a person would be browsing a
gardening group. I know there are some nasty flame threads that pop
up around here, but they are still a far cry from this kind of
hateful drivel.

I suspect that he was just googling around for bait, and found it.
We'll probably see some more of this garbage for a while, whether we
answer or not.

In article , "RainMan"
wrote:

That troll is all over the newsgroups with his garbage. It's best just to
ignore him.
I like this description of trolls that somebody posted a while ago:
"This, my friends, is what's known as a troll. Trolls are pathetic little
worms who live lonely, unfulfilled lives and try to get their kicks by
attempting to provoke some faceless stranger on the internet. It gives them
a sense of power, and adds a little bit of light to their otherwise useless
existence.

Actually, usenut racists often have a great many drinking buddies, attend
huge picnics where confederate flags are waved, with beer-belching &
chile-farting for their music. Many have gobber-toothed wives who bake
pies to sell & raise funds to pay for the white garments & masks they'll
be sewing. And while in prison they tattoo swastikas on each other, deeply
bonding with one another through the pain of scarification, & are even
then permitted breeding privileges once a month with welfare honeys who
moved clear across the state in order to live closer to their husband's
prison. It'd be nice to believe white trash racists are all lonely & not
reproducing like crazy, but alas we'll have to settle for their
self-punishment of continuing poverty & ignorance for their generations,
loss of their voting privileges for sundry felonies, & never having a
better garden than some dead remnants in the pot that got broken when the
poorly constructed porch fell loose from the trailer.

-paghat the ratgirl

--
"Of what are you afraid, my child?" inquired the kindly teacher.
"Oh, sir! The flowers, they are wild," replied the timid creature.
-from Peter Newell's "Wild Flowers"
See the Garden of Paghat the Ratgirl: http://www.paghat.com/