Mike wrote:

I do not profess to be a prophet Kenny boy, or the fount of all
wisdom, I have no desire to make monkeys dance, ridicule or discredit
others, or try to be more than I am, and I am not a legend in my own
mind either. Your continuance of this nonsense, coupled with what
practically everybody here already knows about you, put the odds very
heavily in favour of my being right this time.

Merely a matter of time Kenny boy, that is why you keep on and on and
on. You know it is true, and you fear it. I suppose the artificial
adulation you imagine you enjoy, and the ego boosting crap you indulge
in here, is just about all you have. What will you do when it´s gone
Kenny boy?

I don´t need to hold my breath, I just need a modicum of patience and
good sense.

I don't suppose it will do any good at all to mention that
in this post you're writing about yourself. You can't even
see it can you ? Such is the depth of your malady.

In almost all of your personal attack posts, and that's most
of your posts, you presume to speak for "everybody here".
Another indication of the depth of your malady. Not content,
or apparently able, to ignore my posts yourself you're quite
obsessed with the notion that "everybody here" should ignore
them. Another indication of the depth of your malady.

If you were the least bit personable, likable or even just a
little bit less an unpleasant, arrogant and pompous ass I
should probably feel sorry for you. But I don't. You don't
have the temperament to be a roffian, Your Loony Mikeness.
You need a devoted following to dote on your every word and
treat your pronouncements like gifts from on high. That ain't
roff, that ain't never gonna be roff. Around here you're not
the world's most knowledgeable fly fisherman you're just another
opinionated asshole amongst a bunch of opinionated assholes.
You can bamboozle the newbies with your pretentious, pedantic
prose style because you make it sound authoritative but behind
the style there is oftentimes no substance. You're a desk-bound
Google hound Your Loony Mikeness, trying to fake it in a roff
full of actual fly fishermen. And that trick never works.

--
Ken Fortenberry