Dear Sorry Twit who interfered in an online discussion,

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I guess that sooner or later I had to encounter a citizen of India who was both completely stupid - incapable even to argue decently for her own ignorant position - and as rude as a drunken sailor. It has, after all, been over a quarter of a century that I take some interest in the country, and I never yet met an Indian with neither brains nor elementary manners; and as for your mindless sense of entitlement, it seems to me alien to everything I ever met of your country and people. I have met dishonest Indians, stupid Indians, fanatical Indians, but not one who spoke, as you do, as the most debased products of the worst Western schooling. Still, there are over one billion Indians, and in such a huge number one is bound to meet the occasional degenerate.

The only thing that bothers me is that you polluted the blog of someone whom I disagree with, but whom I always considered wholly above your kind of idiocy. And you frankly made me so sick of it that I am considering moving away. One thing is argument, even angry argument; and another is harridan-like shrieking, insults without debate, the mere refusal to say anything to the point. That makes me sick; and you may win - as people like you tend to do - by default, because I simply don't want to get my hands dirty with your likes.

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I, on the other hand, am quite ready to make friends with anyone. But your friend is beyond the pale, and as of now, our friendship is over. What I said about her is not the result of anger, but of judgment. That is what she is, and the fact that you find her tolerable does not speak in your favour. You can add to my description the term Naxalite; she will understand. As for your nonsense, I have to remember that you are young, but I don't have to put up with it. Enjoy your self-righteousness.