Apparently, my earlier soliloquy has attracted the attention of Those Who Disagree:
"Tabatabainejad, 23, was shocked Tuesday night after arguing with a campus police officer who was conducting a routine check of student IDs at the University of California, Los Angeles, Powell Library computer lab. [Long URL removed]
So this was a case of "papers please" and Tabatabainejad decided, NO this is not nazi Germany this is America, I'm not going to co-operate with your gestapo like mentality. Of course being a "peace officer" you choose to side with the nazis. Your mother must be proud.
Goodness, but don't anonymous ad hominem arguments just kind of make the user look like a complete and total tit?
"Look! I have researched my argument sooooo well, that I'm not even going to take the time to type up a reeaaallllyy kewl name before I call the other guy a Nazi!"
The state of education and courtesy in this country just really make me want to weep.
Oh, well, we must soldier on.
On the minute chance that the anonymous author of that little screed can find this page again; has a memory span capable of retaining this debate past his next meal; and/or has the testicular fortitude required to reappear, let us take a look at his assertations.
"So this was a case of "papers please" and Tabatabainejad decided ... yadda, yadda, so on, so forth, obligatory mention of Nazi Germany, etc."
When Mr. Tabatabainejad signed on as a student at U.C. he agreed to abide by certain University rules. In simpler language, he entered into a private contract with the school.
One of those rules that he contracted to abide by was the declaration by the University that only persons possessing U.C. student ID cards would be allowed inside the library after the hour of 11:00PM.
I have noticed in comments on other sites by persons claiming to be current students at U.C. that this rule is quite clearly posted in the library, and that all students know of it. Furthermore, it seems that being caught after 11PM without the proper ID happens occasionally, and the student so caught is asked to leave, goes and gets the proper ID and is readmitted.
So. The young gentleman has entered into a contract with the university. Part of the contract that he agreed to of his own free will states that he may not be in the library past 11PM without his student ID.
He then hauls off and violates this contract that he willingly signed and agreed to causing the University -- through the student Campus Security Officers -- to uphold their side of the contract and ask him to depart.
Instead of abiding by the contract that he entered into of his own free will this student got stupid and wound up getting the cops involved.
Tell me, do: How does upholding a private contract between two parties, said contract entered into freely, equate with Nazism?
Allow the fountain of your intellectual brilliance to spring forth and illuminate for me this small thing.
Or -- as I suspect -- are you a sodding sock puppet, perched behind a console in a ever-so-edgy-yet-trendy coffee-house mindlessly parroting handy phrases from your Complete Idiot's Guide To Properly-Approved Anarchist Catchphrases because it's the kee-eewl thing to do, and because all the really kee-ewl girls are nauseated by the cloud of halitosis, acne cream, and patchouli that seeps from your very pores like a Green Death?
See? THAT is how you insult someone. Have the common courtesy to put some effort into it, rather than using the puerile, pedestrian, passe tactic of just flinging the word "Nazi" at your opponent, along with the mandatory reference to his mother.
Ah, well. I suppose I ask too much of someone whose height of intellectual achievement is going to be that one glorious epiphany when that final difficulty resolves itself in a blinding flash of insight and you stride forth, proudly locomoting AND masticating bubble-gum -- simultaneously!
What a glorious day that will be! Basking in the glow of awe and jealousy radiated by your fellow microcephalic invertebrates, upon seeing you sliming forth from under the communal rock, whichever part of your anatomy might pass for a face amazingly gum-free!
Do not let me hold you back, young ... blob? Goo? Thing? Do not let the cries of, "Oh my sweet Jesus, what the HELL is that thing?!" that greet your every appearance deter you from stretching forth your trembling pseudopod and articulating your first original, coherent, cogent thought!
You can do it!
ps: You schmuck.