I’m not trying to shame anyone, merely saying something’s wrong…
My old ex mining town whore step mother taught me the best sarcasm always has the most truth to it, as in if she kept to the salient facts then debating the issue would only cause you to sink deeper into the mire, and boy, if that old whore ever turned it on you with all guns blazing as I’d seen her do to adults then you’d soon enough know what a surgical weapon it could be to a skilled user like her even though on the surface nothing particularly mean was said outright…
Her skills in that area, honed as they were by telling 100’s if not 1000’s of tough mining town wannabee desperado’s who didn’t show her the respect she thought was due to go and fcuk themselves with whatever they most likely thought was a compliment at the time, if indeed a compliment was what their alcohol addled brain told their ears they’d heard, she was kind of legendary like that as long as she made a point of beginning and ending on high moral ground…
I’d soon learnt to be in awe of the master as bit by bit it became obvious why even my two tour World War Two sergeant step father would never participate in an adversarial verbal with her unless he was drunk enough to know no better…
Take my rather lucid yet at the same time flaccid and non threatening featured graphic as an example of the skill involved in good sarcasm, it kind of goes along with the official standard Washington DC shell game of the shining beacon of freedom on a hill springing from their supposed commitment to true patriotism from the heart, and then flips it a little so as to highlight all of the crass idiocy of maintaining an official story of things politicians have said since 2001…
The Psychology of Control 