Luck, I was midway thru a response when I forgot clicking on a link here doesn’t auto open a new tab. My apologies. I’ll respond in the next few hours.
Auto, you’re going to accuse me of all kinds of baseless things for saying this, and that’s ok. These things you accuse me of are not real, you’ve never been able to prove it, even in plausiblity if not a “red handed” sense. I’ve conclusively proved your accusation wrong, almost each time (if I remember there was once I was mistakenly committing the fallacy) You just say a fallacy, call me a liar, and act like that’s a response. For example:
What you’re doing here is called shifting the goalposts. In other words, you’re being intellectually dishonest (once again).
The United States government considers itself a type of owner of all territory under its jurisdiction. It retains its right to eminent domain and to be final arbiter of all disputes. Whatever de jure status they call property within this country, I’m sure you agree (no?), is de facto rent. It enforces this property claim at the tip of nuclear warhead.
The goal post remains fixed in place.
If all you’re going to do here is offer a red herring (another mark of intellectual dishonesty), rather than actually critique the fictional scenario I presented as an analogy, then I accept your implicit concession.
Notice that it is your fictional scenario, of which I had to critique… which would only mean tha it was, in fact, your fish. You can keep it, it stinks.
I thought it was clear that he doesn’t own all the property within 5 miles of his factory. Are you changing the scenario I presented to suit your whims, or are you putting proverbial words into my mouth?
Perhaps I put words in your mouth, for the simple reason that you didn’t make it clear. You just said “it’s like I woke up living next to a factory.” Maybe in your head you assumed you owned that house, and not the factory owner. I don’t see how I was supposed to know that.
Perhaps I’m really psychic and thats why you keep accusing me of lying. Do I know what is going on in that skull? que spooky music