The next person to accuse me, either directly or via implication, of being “distracted” by something outrageous the shitgibbon has done because I am complaining about that thing and not some other outrageous thing the shitgibbon did that you want me to be complaining about is getting punched in the neck.
Understand that I am willing to travel to punch you in the neck, because I’m sick as fuck of the idea that this gang of poltroons is smart enough to be layering their evil. They’re throwing as much shit at the walls to see what sticks, and I can pay attention to more than one thing at a time. So can most adults.
So. Drop this nonsense from your vocabulary or get punched in the neck. We clear? Good. That’s all; go about your business.