Sorry, but when a person gives us 90 percent stupidity, the 10 percent insight is
lost on us. If a person goes to work and f-cks off for 7.5 hours of an 8 hour
day, his credibility is shot to hell.
Token flashes of insight are not enough to
keep my attention. I generally turn off people I consider fools even if not everything
they say is foolish.
I'm just not wasting too much time wading through crap. A
little bit perhaps, for fluff. And that's what I consider Slicer. He is an assault
on the senses -- and in the end, he is also intellectual fluff, for lack of staying
power.
A homeless man who scratches at his crotch, picks at his puss-filled scabs,
pisses on the sidewalk, and curses at people as if he had Tourette's Syndrome might
utter something relevant every now and then. Who cares, though? Most of us tend to
(understandably) walk around him to keep on going.