BOT'S MALIGNANT AFFECTIONS

Greg Kennedy, formerly Nomorechess and currently
Help Bot, began the current episode by criticizing the
spelling of Mr. Repa. Bot, in a previous incarnation, hw
devoted many past postings to telling us that spelling
errors betokened little and that he would find a spellchecker
worthy of his vasty, if nasty, cogitations. Then,
even as he was berating Mr. Repa about spelling, he
spoke about going "mono a mono" with this adversary.

As I wrote yesterday, if you look to Lil' Abner
for spelling advice, then Greg Kennedy is your man for
discussing Mr. Repa's spelling.

After attributing to Mr. Repa the shortcoming
for which Greg is most noted on this forum, the latter
then attacked yours truly for hiding behind Mr. Repa's
aprons. This -- from our Gregbot who currently
masquerades as help bot.

Bot is right on one sco he likes to dish it
out. His current target is Mr. Repa; his earlier
efforts were manic attacks on Larry Evans and Bobby
Fischer. He used to argue that he, too, coulda been a
Bobby, rather than a booby -- coulda been a contendah
rather than a pretendah, ya know -- if he lived elsewhere
than Indiana. He formally blamed his employment in some
Indiana factory for what he viewed as his unsatisfactory
chess status.

If Mr. Repa is the current cynosure of our
Greg's ire, he ought to know that he has succeeded
Bobby Fischer in Bot's malignant affections.

Yours, Larry Parr



help bot wrote:
The imbecile known as Jason Repa bleated:

We both know you're nowhere near 2300 help bitch. You're a 1300 rated loser
that spends all of your time hiding behind your computer and getting your
kicks being a usenet troll. You're choice of name is the real irony here.

Another English lesson presents itself.

The phrase "You're choice" is incorrect. You see, Creature,
the apostrophe merely represents the missing letter "a", and
this is what is called a contraction. What you wanted here
was another word, "your", which indicates possession. It is
obvious you did not really mean to suggest that I *am* a
choice of name, Skippy. Now run along home to Mommy.

You don't understand anything at all about chess, or anything else. The only
thing a guy with your very limited intellect is capable of doing is running
spellcheck, LOL!

Which buttons do I press? My browser keeps
auto-updating, and the many-fold options and
features seem to change with every passing day.
OTOH, dictionary.com seems to remain constant,
steady -- much like the stagnant intelligence of the
imbecile/creature itself. Just tell me how, and I will
gladly get the spell-checker you want, Skippy.


It was already obvious that you have no ability to think,
reason, or understand a concept more complex than right clicking,

Ah, finally a subject with which the creature is familiar!
The clicking of mice, the drag-and-drop, the speedy
transport across wide blue screens of chessmen, to be
deposited nearer to the enemy King! His bullet-skill is
renowned; his fame known far and wide.


but your
latest diatribe on the merits of spelling, especially since Larry Parr
pointed out that you have a history of spelling errors yourself, sealed it.

Is this the same fellow who worships at your feet?
Who loudly proclaims to have undertaken a study
of syntax and grammars, yet never publishes his many
secrets? Who hides behind the skirts of little boys,
and who protects his deep-studied findings on syntax
and spelling such that no scholar may ever bear a
critical eye? I thought it was him. I could almost
smell his omni-presence among us; his elegant odor
of arrogance and fluff; his whispering pretensions to
learning; his floundering attempts at logic and thought.
Yes, this can only be him, for there is no other a match
to his omnipotent aroma. Alas, we are blessed with
the presence of true greatness -- if only in girth and
arrogance.

All that aside, I am truly happy that the creature has
*finally* managed to find someone, a companion not
unworthy of its vast intellectual capabilities, of its kind
demeanor. This is a great day indeed; a day to be
celebrated and long remembered. A small step for man,
yet a giant leap for creature-kind!

-- coach bot

On Feb 27, 11:34 pm, " wrote:

He formally blamed his employment in some
Indiana factory for what he viewed as his unsatisfactory
chess status.

Did he blame his employment while dressed in a tuxedo, Larry?

You've repeated this so many times - can't you just cut-and-paste from
your "I hate Greg Kennedy" file or the 100+ former posts you've told
this enchanting tale in? Or perhaps you could simply assign a number
to your most popular tirades:

#1 - Taylor Kingston isn't a 2300.

#2 - Greg Kennedy can't spell and isn't as good as Fischer.

#3 - Steven Dowd forged my name.

#4 - Larry Evans has always been treated unfairly.

#5 - Bill Brock is angry because he lost a chess match to Sam Sloan.

#6 - I got fired from the USCF for having high moral standards, not
because I was a poor editor.

#7 - I have it from a good source that the USCF will fold in a day or
two. Or at least, I hope so. I've been waiting a hell of a long time
for my payback.

and your newest:

#8 - Hey, I like this Repa fellow! He's not prejudiced, he hates
everybody!

As I said earlier......this worthless, illiterate, brain-dead loser named
"help bitch is incapable of understanding any concepts, forming a cogent
argument, or intelligently discussing anything regarding the game of chess.
Therefore, the moron keeps running his spell check like a good, dumb little
clerk he is, because this is the only way he is able to participate.

Many very intelligent, educated, and sucessful people, even many authors,
are terrible spellers and make frequent grammatical mistakes. You wanna know
why retard boy? Because it's NOT IMPORTANT. They can hire and fire dumb
clerks like you to do the spell/grammar/typo checking for them at minimum
wage, while they continue to focus their energy on more sophisticated
matters that a guy like you is not able to understand.

JMR



"help bot" wrote in message
ups.com...
The imbecile known as Jason Repa bleated:

We both know you're nowhere near 2300 help bitch. You're a 1300 rated
loser
that spends all of your time hiding behind your computer and getting your
kicks being a usenet troll. You're choice of name is the real irony here.

Another English lesson presents itself.

The phrase "You're choice" is incorrect. You see, Creature,
the apostrophe merely represents the missing letter "a", and
this is what is called a contraction. What you wanted here
was another word, "your", which indicates possession. It is
obvious you did not really mean to suggest that I *am* a
choice of name, Skippy. Now run along home to Mommy.

You don't understand anything at all about chess, or anything else. The
only
thing a guy with your very limited intellect is capable of doing is
running
spellcheck, LOL!

Which buttons do I press? My browser keeps
auto-updating, and the many-fold options and
features seem to change with every passing day.
OTOH, dictionary.com seems to remain constant,
steady -- much like the stagnant intelligence of the
imbecile/creature itself. Just tell me how, and I will
gladly get the spell-checker you want, Skippy.


It was already obvious that you have no ability to think,
reason, or understand a concept more complex than right clicking,

Ah, finally a subject with which the creature is familiar!
The clicking of mice, the drag-and-drop, the speedy
transport across wide blue screens of chessmen, to be
deposited nearer to the enemy King! His bullet-skill is
renowned; his fame known far and wide.


but your
latest diatribe on the merits of spelling, especially since Larry Parr
pointed out that you have a history of spelling errors yourself, sealed
it.

Is this the same fellow who worships at your feet?
Who loudly proclaims to have undertaken a study
of syntax and grammars, yet never publishes his many
secrets? Who hides behind the skirts of little boys,
and who protects his deep-studied findings on syntax
and spelling such that no scholar may ever bear a
critical eye? I thought it was him. I could almost
smell his omni-presence among us; his elegant odor
of arrogance and fluff; his whispering pretensions to
learning; his floundering attempts at logic and thought.
Yes, this can only be him, for there is no other a match
to his omnipotent aroma. Alas, we are blessed with
the presence of true greatness -- if only in girth and
arrogance.

All that aside, I am truly happy that the creature has
*finally* managed to find someone, a companion not
unworthy of its vast intellectual capabilities, of its kind
demeanor. This is a great day indeed; a day to be
celebrated and long remembered. A small step for man,
yet a giant leap for creature-kind!

-- coach bot

On Feb 28, 1:53 am, "SBD" wrote:

On Feb 27, 11:34 pm, " wrote:

He formally blamed his employment in some
Indiana factory for what he viewed as his unsatisfactory
chess status.

Did he blame his employment while dressed in a tuxedo, Larry?

You've repeated this so many times - can't you just cut-and-paste from
your "I hate Greg Kennedy" file or the 100+ former posts you've told
this enchanting tale in? Or perhaps you could simply assign a number
to your most popular tirades:

#1 - Taylor Kingston isn't a 2300.

#2 - Greg Kennedy can't spell and isn't as good as Fischer.

#3 - Steven Dowd forged my name.

#4 - Larry Evans has always been treated unfairly.

#5 - Bill Brock is angry because he lost a chess match to Sam Sloan.

#6 - I got fired from the USCF for having high moral standards, not
because I was a poor editor.

#7 - I have it from a good source that the USCF will fold in a day or
two. Or at least, I hope so. I've been waiting a hell of a long time
for my payback.

and your newest:

#8 - Hey, I like this Repa fellow! He's not prejudiced, he hates
everybody!

--------

Indeed, the ever-monotonous Larry Parr seems unable to
sing any new tunes in these last several years of his mental
decline. But I wonder how much of even his well-rehearsed
stuff has anything of substance to it.

#1: Is, for instance, Taylor Kingston really as weak as
LP would have everyone believe? I seriously doubt it.
Few players ever fall very great distances from their
utmost peaks.

#2: Does the mysterious Greg Kennedy really work at
some factory in Indiana? I won't even bother to question
who is better, he or GM Fischer, for despite a certain
falling off exhibited in 1992, the latter remains in a class
by himself, followed closely by GMs Kramnik and
Kasparov.

#3: Did Steven Dowd really forge Larry Parr's infamous
name? To what end? And why doesn't anyone seem to
know who SD really is?

#4: Was Larry Evans ever treated unfairly? [Yes, I think
he was. It was that scoundrel Mr. Winter what done it,
when he skillfully annihilated the senile grandmaster
for what amounts to a series of spelling errors and
wrong dates. To me, this merely speaks of the rash
unkindness of EW, for almost everyone understands
that old grandmasters are not immune to carelessness
and confounding of dates, any more than they are
immune to refutation of their analysis by Fritz.]

#5: As to the charge regarding a frequent recounting
of Sam Sloan's great victory, I also take exception here;
for what good is a war if there are no spoils in which
to partake afterward? And what were the stakes of
this famous conflict? Bragging rights, mainly. No, I
say that Sam Sloan and his fellows all have every
right to rejoice in his brilliant victory, for to the victors,
belong the spoils. Such are -- and always have been --
the "rules" of war.

#6: Now, as for Mr. Parr's famous speech regarding
the finger-return incident and his subsequent firing from
the editorship at the USCF, I don't see that as in any way
demonstrating a moral stance. If anything, we may recall
that LP himself told us that no self-respecting editor
could possibly long survive under the conditions he often
described as existing *during* his tenure. If anything, we
may conclude that Mr. Parr lacked any such moral
fortitude as may have given him courage to up and quit
on his own accord, preferring instead to wait until he was
summarily dismissed -- undoubtedly over a difference of
opinion on some key issues.

#7: Alas, the day will never come that Mr. Parr will see
any real retribution for what he perceives as wrongs
committed against him. The USCF is an organization,
and as such it will in all likelihood continue its miserable
existence long after we are all dead and gone. The best
that could be hoped for is that the evil bosses who plagued
Mr. Parr's chess life during those years will -- or more
likely, already have -- ultimately get what they deserve.
But that is poor math, for two wrongs do not make any
thing right.

#8: I think Mr. Parr and Master Repa will get along
famously, for they have much in common. For one thing,
a decidedly irrational attitude toward issues on which
they may have some particular opinion. And add to this
that they both share the same lack of mental competence,
the same complete inability to grasp concepts of logic
and reason. In sum, the only obstacle to their relationship's
further intimacy is geography, for one lives in the vast North,
while the other dwells halfway 'round the globe, near the
equator. It is a good thing to have friends, with whom to
share commonalities. And while Master Repa may benefit
due to his loneliness, Mr. Parr in kind may benefit to a
certain extent by living bicuriously through him.

-- help bot




-- help bot

As I said earlier......this worthless, illiterate, brain-dead loser named
"help bitch

You left off the closing quote marks.


is incapable of understanding any concepts, forming a cogent
argument, or intelligently discussing anything regarding the game of chess.
Therefore, the moron keeps running his spell check like a good, dumb little
clerk he is,

Like *the* good, dumb, little clerk he is. Wait a second.
Your old friend said he worked at a factory. You two
nincompoops may want to reconcile your varying fictions
in order to present a more cogent personal attack.
Well, I suppose it is possible to be a clerk at some
factories. Never mind.

because this is the only way he is able to participate.
Many very intelligent, educated, and sucessful

That's "successful", Skippy.

people, even many authors,
are terrible spellers and make frequent grammatical mistakes.

Absolutely right! This is why the worst of the lot
ought to retain *literate* helpers to aid their purely
creative talents. One such writer would be GM
Evans -- who is notoriously sloppy these days.
I can recall back when he was young, and mentally
sharp as a tack! Ah, those were the days... .


You wanna know why retard boy?

It is much easier to understand the above query
if you set off "retard boy" from the rest by inserting
a comma in between. (Place it right where one
would naturally pause when speaking the sentence.)
Don't worry, IQ boy: you'll learn all about these
things when you eventually get through the eight
grade and move on up into high school!


Because it's NOT IMPORTANT. They can hire and fire dumb
clerks like you to do the spell/grammar/typo checking for them at minimum
wage,

Hold on there, Skippy. I'm not so sure *competent*
help can be had quite so cheaply as all that. IMO, it
may be wiser to pay whatever is required in order to
get a quality job done. And if that means paying a
dollar or two over the minimum wage, than so be it.
(It doesn't pay to be petty, like "they" are.)


while they continue to focus their energy on more sophisticated
matters that a guy like you is not able to understand.

Precisely. This is why I only coach subjects I know
well like chess and English, while studiously avoiding
such topics as calculus, day-trading, and 90%
straightness. A man's got to know his limitations.

-- help bot

THAT GREAT SPELLCHECKER IN THE SKY

They can hire and fire dumb clerks like you to do the spell/grammar/
typochecking for them at minimum wage.... -- Jason Repa to Greg
Kennedy

But Greg Kennedy's precise point was that until
he can find a spellchecker that really works, he will
forever, in his words, be going "mono a mono" with opponents.

Bot would not hire himself out as a clerk
because he would run aground on the shoals of his
continuing semi-literacy. If he can finally find that
Great Spellchecker in the Sky, then perhaps he will be
ready to become the proofreader that Mr. Repa posits.

Until then, Mr. Repa -- strange to say -- you give our
beloved Bot just a bit too much credit. He still is not
ready for prime time or even part-time proofreading.



Good Moves Aren't worth BEANS! wrote:
As I said earlier......this worthless, illiterate, brain-dead loser named
"help bitch is incapable of understanding any concepts, forming a cogent
argument, or intelligently discussing anything regarding the game of chess.
Therefore, the moron keeps running his spell check like a good, dumb little
clerk he is, because this is the only way he is able to participate.

Many very intelligent, educated, and sucessful people, even many authors,
are terrible spellers and make frequent grammatical mistakes. You wanna know
why retard boy? Because it's NOT IMPORTANT. They can hire and fire dumb
clerks like you to do the spell/grammar/typo checking for them at minimum
wage, while they continue to focus their energy on more sophisticated
matters that a guy like you is not able to understand.

JMR



"help bot" wrote in message
ups.com...
The imbecile known as Jason Repa bleated:

We both know you're nowhere near 2300 help bitch. You're a 1300 rated
loser
that spends all of your time hiding behind your computer and getting your
kicks being a usenet troll. You're choice of name is the real irony here.

Another English lesson presents itself.

The phrase "You're choice" is incorrect. You see, Creature,
the apostrophe merely represents the missing letter "a", and
this is what is called a contraction. What you wanted here
was another word, "your", which indicates possession. It is
obvious you did not really mean to suggest that I *am* a
choice of name, Skippy. Now run along home to Mommy.

You don't understand anything at all about chess, or anything else. The
only
thing a guy with your very limited intellect is capable of doing is
running
spellcheck, LOL!

Which buttons do I press? My browser keeps
auto-updating, and the many-fold options and
features seem to change with every passing day.
OTOH, dictionary.com seems to remain constant,
steady -- much like the stagnant intelligence of the
imbecile/creature itself. Just tell me how, and I will
gladly get the spell-checker you want, Skippy.


It was already obvious that you have no ability to think,
reason, or understand a concept more complex than right clicking,

Ah, finally a subject with which the creature is familiar!
The clicking of mice, the drag-and-drop, the speedy
transport across wide blue screens of chessmen, to be
deposited nearer to the enemy King! His bullet-skill is
renowned; his fame known far and wide.


but your
latest diatribe on the merits of spelling, especially since Larry Parr
pointed out that you have a history of spelling errors yourself, sealed
it.

Is this the same fellow who worships at your feet?
Who loudly proclaims to have undertaken a study
of syntax and grammars, yet never publishes his many
secrets? Who hides behind the skirts of little boys,
and who protects his deep-studied findings on syntax
and spelling such that no scholar may ever bear a
critical eye? I thought it was him. I could almost
smell his omni-presence among us; his elegant odor
of arrogance and fluff; his whispering pretensions to
learning; his floundering attempts at logic and thought.
Yes, this can only be him, for there is no other a match
to his omnipotent aroma. Alas, we are blessed with
the presence of true greatness -- if only in girth and
arrogance.

All that aside, I am truly happy that the creature has
*finally* managed to find someone, a companion not
unworthy of its vast intellectual capabilities, of its kind
demeanor. This is a great day indeed; a day to be
celebrated and long remembered. A small step for man,
yet a giant leap for creature-kind!

-- coach bot

THERE'S NO MYSTERY

When Greg Kennedy, as help bot, refers to
himself as "the mysterious Greg Kennedy," we have a
case of reverse projection. He is attributing to
himself a social condition that he envies in others.

For there is nothing mysterious about our Bot.
His is an open volume of few pages.

Bot has told us what we need to know: his
shortcomings, by his version, come from living in
Indiana rather than, as he once wrote, from reading
obscure comic books instead of classic texts during
the 1960s. His Holy Grail, a spellchecker from heaven
was never found.

Hence the current Kennedy. Hence, too, the
prancing bitterness. He is like the coal miner in
Tennesse Ernie Ford's "16 Tons" -- "another day older
and a deeper in fret."

Bot's single charge that requires comment is an
alleged anger that I entertain toward the USCF. For
the record -- and for the umpteenth time -- I was
treated splendidly by the Federation when getting
fired. The settlement was fair to fairly generous,
and I departed to take a higher paying job as editor
of Glasnost News &Review where I had occasion to
deal with everyone from reformed Stalinist I. F. Stone,
author of the splendid "Trial of Socrates," to plane
hijacker and folk-hero Aleks Ginsburg to the late
Jeane Kirkpatrick. A future Russian foreign minister
sacked out in a sleeping bag near my desk in our
editorial offices.

The USCF was, in truth, a benefactor to yours
truly. I still love the old harlot.




help bot wrote:
On Feb 28, 1:53 am, "SBD" wrote:

On Feb 27, 11:34 pm, " wrote:

He formally blamed his employment in some
Indiana factory for what he viewed as his unsatisfactory
chess status.

Did he blame his employment while dressed in a tuxedo, Larry?

You've repeated this so many times - can't you just cut-and-paste from
your "I hate Greg Kennedy" file or the 100+ former posts you've told
this enchanting tale in? Or perhaps you could simply assign a number
to your most popular tirades:

#1 - Taylor Kingston isn't a 2300.

#2 - Greg Kennedy can't spell and isn't as good as Fischer.

#3 - Steven Dowd forged my name.

#4 - Larry Evans has always been treated unfairly.

#5 - Bill Brock is angry because he lost a chess match to Sam Sloan.

#6 - I got fired from the USCF for having high moral standards, not
because I was a poor editor.

#7 - I have it from a good source that the USCF will fold in a day or
two. Or at least, I hope so. I've been waiting a hell of a long time
for my payback.

and your newest:

#8 - Hey, I like this Repa fellow! He's not prejudiced, he hates
everybody!

--------

Indeed, the ever-monotonous Larry Parr seems unable to
sing any new tunes in these last several years of his mental
decline. But I wonder how much of even his well-rehearsed
stuff has anything of substance to it.

#1: Is, for instance, Taylor Kingston really as weak as
LP would have everyone believe? I seriously doubt it.
Few players ever fall very great distances from their
utmost peaks.

#2: Does the mysterious Greg Kennedy really work at
some factory in Indiana? I won't even bother to question
who is better, he or GM Fischer, for despite a certain
falling off exhibited in 1992, the latter remains in a class
by himself, followed closely by GMs Kramnik and
Kasparov.

#3: Did Steven Dowd really forge Larry Parr's infamous
name? To what end? And why doesn't anyone seem to
know who SD really is?

#4: Was Larry Evans ever treated unfairly? [Yes, I think
he was. It was that scoundrel Mr. Winter what done it,
when he skillfully annihilated the senile grandmaster
for what amounts to a series of spelling errors and
wrong dates. To me, this merely speaks of the rash
unkindness of EW, for almost everyone understands
that old grandmasters are not immune to carelessness
and confounding of dates, any more than they are
immune to refutation of their analysis by Fritz.]

#5: As to the charge regarding a frequent recounting
of Sam Sloan's great victory, I also take exception here;
for what good is a war if there are no spoils in which
to partake afterward? And what were the stakes of
this famous conflict? Bragging rights, mainly. No, I
say that Sam Sloan and his fellows all have every
right to rejoice in his brilliant victory, for to the victors,
belong the spoils. Such are -- and always have been --
the "rules" of war.

#6: Now, as for Mr. Parr's famous speech regarding
the finger-return incident and his subsequent firing from
the editorship at the USCF, I don't see that as in any way
demonstrating a moral stance. If anything, we may recall
that LP himself told us that no self-respecting editor
could possibly long survive under the conditions he often
described as existing *during* his tenure. If anything, we
may conclude that Mr. Parr lacked any such moral
fortitude as may have given him courage to up and quit
on his own accord, preferring instead to wait until he was
summarily dismissed -- undoubtedly over a difference of
opinion on some key issues.

#7: Alas, the day will never come that Mr. Parr will see
any real retribution for what he perceives as wrongs
committed against him. The USCF is an organization,
and as such it will in all likelihood continue its miserable
existence long after we are all dead and gone. The best
that could be hoped for is that the evil bosses who plagued
Mr. Parr's chess life during those years will -- or more
likely, already have -- ultimately get what they deserve.
But that is poor math, for two wrongs do not make any
thing right.

#8: I think Mr. Parr and Master Repa will get along
famously, for they have much in common. For one thing,
a decidedly irrational attitude toward issues on which
they may have some particular opinion. And add to this
that they both share the same lack of mental competence,
the same complete inability to grasp concepts of logic
and reason. In sum, the only obstacle to their relationship's
further intimacy is geography, for one lives in the vast North,
while the other dwells halfway 'round the globe, near the
equator. It is a good thing to have friends, with whom to
share commonalities. And while Master Repa may benefit
due to his loneliness, Mr. Parr in kind may benefit to a
certain extent by living bicuriously through him.

-- help bot




-- help bot

On Mar 1, 12:29 am, " wrote:

For there is nothing mysterious about our Bot.
His is an open volume of few pages.

Bot has told us what we need to know: his
shortcomings, by his version, come from living in
Indiana rather than, as he once wrote, from reading
obscure comic books instead of classic texts during
the 1960s.

So long as the subject of Larry Parr's current obsession
remains this writer's "secret identity", one can only hope
he does not revert back to his earlier claims -- one of which,
if I recall correctly, was that I must be none other than
Vince Hart -- that clever chap who apparently joined the
multitude who have, at some time or other, landed a
potent stinger deep into the very heart of Larry Parr.


#3 - Steven Dowd forged my name.

I recently received by email a wholly rational explanation of
the above charge, which, it goes without saying, contradicted
and refuted Mr. Parr's lunacy on this matter convincingly.

Old age and a certain senility can strike anyone, at any time.
Beware, lest it happen to you. Even the great god Thor was
bested by Old Age, as legend has it.

-- help bot

THIS IS RICH

#3 - Steven Dowd forged my name.

I recently received by email a wholly rational explanation of
the above charge, which, it goes without saying, contradicted
and refuted Mr. Parr's lunacy on this matter convincingly. -- Greg
Kennedy

Perhaps Mr. Dowd (aka "I use no aliases" jamesrynd) would care
to share his "wholly rational explanation" of why he used my name
without my permission at a university website. Some of us may
be harder to convince than his ally.

Or this explanation confidential, for Bot's eyes only?

help bot wrote:
On Feb 28, 1:53 am, "SBD" wrote:

On Feb 27, 11:34 pm, " wrote:

He formally blamed his employment in some
Indiana factory for what he viewed as his unsatisfactory
chess status.

Did he blame his employment while dressed in a tuxedo, Larry?

You've repeated this so many times - can't you just cut-and-paste from
your "I hate Greg Kennedy" file or the 100+ former posts you've told
this enchanting tale in? Or perhaps you could simply assign a number
to your most popular tirades:

#1 - Taylor Kingston isn't a 2300.

#2 - Greg Kennedy can't spell and isn't as good as Fischer.

#3 - Steven Dowd forged my name.

#4 - Larry Evans has always been treated unfairly.

#5 - Bill Brock is angry because he lost a chess match to Sam Sloan.

#6 - I got fired from the USCF for having high moral standards, not
because I was a poor editor.

#7 - I have it from a good source that the USCF will fold in a day or
two. Or at least, I hope so. I've been waiting a hell of a long time
for my payback.

and your newest:

#8 - Hey, I like this Repa fellow! He's not prejudiced, he hates
everybody!

--------

Indeed, the ever-monotonous Larry Parr seems unable to
sing any new tunes in these last several years of his mental
decline. But I wonder how much of even his well-rehearsed
stuff has anything of substance to it.

#1: Is, for instance, Taylor Kingston really as weak as
LP would have everyone believe? I seriously doubt it.
Few players ever fall very great distances from their
utmost peaks.

#2: Does the mysterious Greg Kennedy really work at
some factory in Indiana? I won't even bother to question
who is better, he or GM Fischer, for despite a certain
falling off exhibited in 1992, the latter remains in a class
by himself, followed closely by GMs Kramnik and
Kasparov.

#3: Did Steven Dowd really forge Larry Parr's infamous
name? To what end? And why doesn't anyone seem to
know who SD really is?

#4: Was Larry Evans ever treated unfairly? [Yes, I think
he was. It was that scoundrel Mr. Winter what done it,
when he skillfully annihilated the senile grandmaster
for what amounts to a series of spelling errors and
wrong dates. To me, this merely speaks of the rash
unkindness of EW, for almost everyone understands
that old grandmasters are not immune to carelessness
and confounding of dates, any more than they are
immune to refutation of their analysis by Fritz.]

#5: As to the charge regarding a frequent recounting
of Sam Sloan's great victory, I also take exception here;
for what good is a war if there are no spoils in which
to partake afterward? And what were the stakes of
this famous conflict? Bragging rights, mainly. No, I
say that Sam Sloan and his fellows all have every
right to rejoice in his brilliant victory, for to the victors,
belong the spoils. Such are -- and always have been --
the "rules" of war.

#6: Now, as for Mr. Parr's famous speech regarding
the finger-return incident and his subsequent firing from
the editorship at the USCF, I don't see that as in any way
demonstrating a moral stance. If anything, we may recall
that LP himself told us that no self-respecting editor
could possibly long survive under the conditions he often
described as existing *during* his tenure. If anything, we
may conclude that Mr. Parr lacked any such moral
fortitude as may have given him courage to up and quit
on his own accord, preferring instead to wait until he was
summarily dismissed -- undoubtedly over a difference of
opinion on some key issues.

#7: Alas, the day will never come that Mr. Parr will see
any real retribution for what he perceives as wrongs
committed against him. The USCF is an organization,
and as such it will in all likelihood continue its miserable
existence long after we are all dead and gone. The best
that could be hoped for is that the evil bosses who plagued
Mr. Parr's chess life during those years will -- or more
likely, already have -- ultimately get what they deserve.
But that is poor math, for two wrongs do not make any
thing right.

#8: I think Mr. Parr and Master Repa will get along
famously, for they have much in common. For one thing,
a decidedly irrational attitude toward issues on which
they may have some particular opinion. And add to this
that they both share the same lack of mental competence,
the same complete inability to grasp concepts of logic
and reason. In sum, the only obstacle to their relationship's
further intimacy is geography, for one lives in the vast North,
while the other dwells halfway 'round the globe, near the
equator. It is a good thing to have friends, with whom to
share commonalities. And while Master Repa may benefit
due to his loneliness, Mr. Parr in kind may benefit to a
certain extent by living bicuriously through him.

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On Mar 1, 8:56 am, " wrote:
THIS IS RICH

#3 - Steven Dowd forged my name.

I recently received by email a wholly rational explanation of
the above charge, which, it goes without saying, contradicted
and refuted Mr. Parr's lunacy on this matter convincingly. -- Greg
Kennedy

Perhaps Mr. Dowd (aka "I use no aliases" jamesrynd) would care
to share his "wholly rational explanation" of why he used my name
without my permission at a university website. Some of us may
be harder to convince than his ally.

Or this explanation confidential, for Bot's eyes only?

Is Larry Parr actually suggesting that his name matches
that used on the Web site in question? I had the distinct
impression that, although a fitting descriptor, it wasn't an
actual match of his actual name. Perhaps my imaginary
spell checker failed me this time.

It's been some time since the events in question, but the
contents of the email I received seemed vaguely familiar;
in all likelihood, this is because it has already appeared
in these newsgroups, long ago. Possibly several times.

Apparently, from what I gathered, Mr. Parr has grave
difficulties in handling *any* criticism, and a dispute over
the matter of one fellow being a professor -- or not -- at
one particular university arose. Out of this spat arose
the anger and angst which shall live in the heart of Mr.
Parr to his dying day, or at least so it would seem.

To my mind, there is a kind of poetic justice in Mr. Parr
having ended up sitting on his throne way up in the sky,
with none other than IM Innes at his right, and Jason Repa
on his left. His kingdom is complete, and therein reigns
peace and harmony of a kind which only blissful ignorance
can deliver. And, if Larry Parr cannot ever himself achieve
true greatness in chess, he can nonetheless rely upon
IM Innes to lay claim to greatness in all things; and upon
Jason Repa's unmatched bullet-chess skill. Mr. Parr can
forever live bicuriously through them.

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