DGGWare

The more I debated with Destiny the more familiar I became with his argumentative tactics. At the outset he counted upon the stupidity of his opponents, but when he got so entangled that he could not find a way out he played the trick of acting as an innocent simpleton. Should he fail, in spite of his tricks of logic, he acted as if he could not understand the counter arguments and bolted away to another field of discussion. He would lay down truisms and platitudes; and, if you accepted these, then they were applied to other problems and matters of an essentially different nature from the original theme. If you faced him with this point he would escape again, and you could not bring him to make any precise statement. Whenever one tried to get a firm grip on Destiny one's hand grasped only jelly and slime which slipped through the fingers and combined again into a solid mass a moment afterwards. If Destiny felt forced to give in to your argument, on account of the observers present, and if you then thought that at last you had gained ground, a surprise was in store for you on the following day. He would be utterly oblivious to what had happened the day before, and he would start once again by repeating his former absurdities, as if nothing had happened. Should you become indignant and remind him of yesterday's defeat, he pretended astonishment and could not remember anything, except that on the previous day he had proved that his statements were correct. Sometimes I was dumbfounded. I do not know what amazed me the more—the abundance of his verbiage or the artful way in which he dressed up his falsehoods. I gradually came to hate him. #DGG4LYFE