Don't know, honestly, why you all go on with this sterile activity of arguing with Musket [or 'the Muskets']. He knows what he knows, dash-it-all, and does not want to be confused with facts. I have pretty well given up trying to contradict or engage with him; not thru anger as once before, but simply from the most acutely ballsaching boredom with his endless animadversions and interminable jeremiads. Why don't you all do the same, and leave him to his favourite posture of being, as Kingsley Amis so well put it, part of the massed choir of half a million voices crying in the wilderness.

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