Skitzocow Chris Gillon / Autphag and Spergchan / Sophie Y’Israeli - Autistic North Koreaboo, Also a Man

[LagoonaBlue]

Indeed, it is sometimes necessary to explain to non Glaswegians that the phrase "some cunt" means "some individual" without any prejudice, eg "is that some cunt at the door" "aye its your da"

But does yer da sell AVON?

 

[Autphag]

There's taking the piss then there's being a bastard. Some men can do both.

In this instance, he's most certainly a bastard.

I'm tempted to doxx him because he's the one with the least social media presence and whom I hate the most but you could still connect him to others, and I want to protect them, even if I want him smashed by some white-knight on here, so no.

 

[Anonymus Fluhre]

Considering how well you dox people Chris we know the name you give wont be that particular person.

 

[Autphag]

Can't even count how often I got the piss taken out of me just because I'm the only one with a degree from university.

We often spar because step-dad INSISTS his O-Grades mean more because they were 'harder' and that I'd fail the old pass benchmarks (60-70% depending on subject before bands A, B and C were introduced (around my mother's time); before then it was PASS-FAIL). I just rib him that 1. he chose a few piss-easy subjects ("could you do computing, dad?" before showing old code-assignments; my mother keeps those in the attic and it's easy to get to), e.g. Art and the fact Mathematics is just one exam and you do all of it now, and he has no Highers and "couldn't you have have held off work for just one more fucking year?". (There were schools, then senior schools; he went to the latter yet missed the point of that opportunity, which we he could do 2 extra years, the simpleton. His placement was based on what was apparently a very good 11+-exam result).

He's bright in certain respects. Extremely verbal like myself. When not arguing, he likes to egg me on about my supposedly non-existent etymologies of words using his dusty dictionaries, only to show him Google says otherwise; he then blames 'nutters like [me]' for 'coining' them. Unlike myself, he also has a fair bit of common sense. Age-normed for his generation I don't see why he wouldn't get a slightly above average IQ score, but in raw-score terms it'd be depressed by the fact he just doesn't get modern critical thinking, honestly; when I try to debate my way, he dismisses it as rubbish.

When we are having a civil debate, and that's rare, he tries to compliment my intelligence and that I could do 'so much more' but it just saddens me because 'well, what have I done other than be a failure for [X years]'? I explained the NK thing to him after, incl. how they don't take Asperger's seriously (and why that's a good thing; neurodiversity is poison which has allowed cackling, side-sneering smile employers to destroy any good working opportunity for me) in the context of our changed society and how it's basically a time-warp of his era of Britain, and he related but warned, "well, you better hide your fruitiness then, son."

 

[introman]

We often spar because step-dad INSISTS his O-Grades mean more because they were 'harder' and that I'd fail the old pass benchmarks (60-70% depending on subject before bands A, B and C were introduced (around my mother's time); before then it was PASS-FAIL). I just rib him that 1. he chose a few piss-easy subjects ("could you do computing, dad?" before showing old code-assignments; my mother keeps those in the attic and it's easy to get to), e.g. Art and the fact Mathematics is just one exam and you do all of it now, and he has no Highers and "couldn't you have have held off work for just one more fucking year?". (There were schools, then senior schools; he went to the latter yet missed the point of that opportunity, which we he could do 2 extra years, the simpleton. His placement was based on what was apparently a very good 11+-exam result).

He's bright in certain respects. Extremely verbal like myself. When not arguing, he likes to egg me on about my supposedly non-existent etymologies of words using his dusty dictionaries, only to show him Google says otherwise; he then blames 'nutters like [me]' for 'coining' them. Unlike myself, he also has a fair bit of common sense. Age-normed for his generation I don't see why he wouldn't get a slightly above average IQ score, but in raw-score terms it'd be depressed by the fact he just doesn't get modern critical thinking, honestly; when I try to debate my way, he dismisses it as rubbish.

When we are having a civil debate, and that's rare, he tries to compliment my intelligence and that I could do 'so much more' but it just saddens me because 'well, what have I done other than be a failure for [X years]'? I explained the NK thing to him after, incl. how they don't take Asperger's seriously (and why that's a good thing; neurodiversity is poison which has allowed cackling, side-sneering smile employers to destroy any good working opportunity for me) in the context of our changed society and how it's basically a time-warp of his era of Britain, and he related but warned, "well, you better hide your fruitiness then, son."

Your stepdad sounds like a great man. You need to emulate him instead of Kim jong il.

 

[NobleGreyHorse]

I knew Stepdad couldn't be wrong all the time.

 

[Anonymus Fluhre]

Chris is so stupid he doesn't understand that education changes every decade. Most First Countries have dumbed down their education systems to try and keep children in school.

 

[introman]

I want people to understand the depravity of Aspergian's like Chris. Chris's stepfather and his mother live in a separate property with many amenities of the middle class in Scotland. They have a car, a nice house, and majority of their children outside of the house living as fully functional adults. They allow the children to come up there anytime to store important documents, get a nice meal, and get resources. This man who Chris BRAGS about beating up didn't ask to be Chris's stepfather or has any other job as Chris is a full grown man at 26. So, Chris repays him by mooching off this man, using his old clothing, eating HIS food and forcing his wife to chaffeur little fatty around Scotland, because little scottish Eric Cartman can't control himself and can't transport himself to his numerous psychiatric appointments. The stepfather has seen the amount of abuse lauded on his wife by her out-of-control adult son and has shown incredible restraint in not barring him from the house. I don't know what I would do if I had a fat lazy drug-addicted crazy STEPSON who manipulates mommy for drug money and food, while having a noted incident of throwing a coke bottle at her face and bullying her on the regular.


This isn't an ordinary man - He's a saint.

How to stop toxic children:

 

[Autphag]

I want people to understand the depravity of Aspergian's like Chris. Chris's stepfather and his mother live in a separate property with many amenities of the middle class in Scotland. They have a car, a nice house, and majority of their children outside of the house living as fully functional adults. They allow the children to come up there anytime to store important documents, get a nice meal, and get resources. This man who Chris BRAGS about beating up didn't ask to be Chris's stepfather or has any other job as Chris is a full grown man at 26. So, Chris repays him by mooching off this man, using his old clothing, eating HIS food and forcing his wife to chaffeur little fatty around Scotland, because little scottish Eric Cartman can't control himself and can't transport himself to his numerous psychiatric appointments. The stepfather has seen the amount of abuse lauded on his wife by her out-of-control adult son and has shown incredible restraint in not barring him from the house. I don't know what I would do if I had a fat lazy drug-addicted crazy STEPSON who manipulates mommy for drug money and food, while having a noted incident of throwing a coke bottle at her face and bullying her on the regular.


This isn't an ordinary man - He's a saint.

How to stop toxic children:

Nonsense.

They live together in a council house, in the worst part of Blackburn possible save for the fact it looks nice, my mother lives off JSA and my dad lives off his disability pension which is the only reason they can mutually scrape by; my mother's care is an old Vauxhaull Corsa '09, we've nothing CLOSE to the amenities of middle class Scotland and the only reason my brother will do better than any of us is due to an extension of the compulsory school leaving age, but he will get his Highers about a year later than I did because he slacked in lower-secondary, so it doesn't count for much that he'll have more qualifications, he still did more poorly all things considered.

My father's violent and embittered due to years of drink and failed aspirations, many of which he blames me for despite not being in his life during his ailing managerial career; he USED to live in a lower-middle class part of Edinburgh after scratching himself out of that ghetto called Granton, but lost that to, guess what? Drink. Drink and him are inseparable. Don't try to paint him as the lovely saint he isn't; our sparring was mutual and he threw the first punch on our way back from the psych's simply because I didn't agree with the fact I "should've been sectioned".

Chris is so stupid he doesn't understand that education changes every decade. Most First Countries have dumbed down their education systems to try and keep children in school.

Every 3 in our case. O-Grades were introduced around when my dad was born, actually. Those were then grade-banded to keep the FAILs in at bands B and C so they could be moved up to what were the equivalent of Highers back then, around just before my mother left. They introduced S-Grades, what I did, in 1986, in an attempt to introduce 'sets' into the system, the problem being it was very tiered and could destroy life chances for so many if you didn't do well in the Cognitive Abilities Test in 1st year; the grade-bands here are not alphabetized but numbered, 1-2 is upper set, 3-4 middle, 5-6 lowest, 7 'barely completed the course, exam failure', N/A fail. I never got below a 2, but it's not directly comparable to his O-Grades which weren't divided into set. I've seen his arithmetic exam's transcript. It's shit I could've done in 1st year. His English exam transcript, however, WAS demanding, in all fairness; he had to memorize a whole book, we just had to analyze long excerpts.

Grades weren't given back then but percentages were. He did particularly well in Latin (84%) and English (98%), barely scraping low-70s for the rest.

I just don't understand why he didn't do his Highers; I asked if the pressure to work came from his parents and he said 'no'. Shit delayed gratification and working class genes, I suppose.

But yeah, the idea generations of examination system are analogous to each other is ludicrous, so this 'dumbing down' argument is bullshit.

 

[introman]

Nonsense.

They live together in a council house, in the worst part of Blackburn possible save for the fact it looks nice, my mother lives off JSA and my dad lives off his disability pension which is the only reason they can mutually scrape by; my mother's care is an old Vauxhaull Corsa '09, we've nothing CLOSE to the amenities of middle class Scotland and the only reason my brother will do better than any of us is due to an extension of the compulsory school leaving age, but he will get his Highers about a year later than I did because he slacked in lower-secondary, so it doesn't count for much that he'll have more qualifications, he still did more poorly all things considered.

My father's violent and embittered due to years of drink and failed aspirations, many of which he blames me for despite not being in his life during his ailing managerial career; he USED to live in a lower-middle class part of Edinburgh after scratching himself out of that ghetto called Granton, but lost that to, guess what? Drink. Drink and him are inseparable. Don't try to paint him as the lovely saint he isn't; our sparring was mutual and he threw the first punch on our way back from the psych's simply because I didn't agree with the fact I "should've been sectioned".

That makes it even worse, Chris. I thought owning a car was a sign of middle-class, but your parents are in the projects just making it by and their adult-baby of a son is mooching on them. This is even worse of an offense than it being an ole' regular middle class family. You have pensioners giving you food, shelter and transportation, because you can't save enough of your own money to do so and rather spend it on drugs. God, your life is really pathetic. I don't blame your stepdad for drinking a lot. He's a SENIOR citizen dog; if old crotchety men can enrage you by 3 words, that's an indictment on your volatility. The more I find out - the more I'm sickened.

 

[Randall Fragg]

Every 3 in our case. O-Grades were introduced around when my dad was born, actually. Those were then grade-banded to keep the FAILs in at bands B and C so they could be moved up to what were the equivalent of Highers back then, around just before my mother left. They introduced S-Grades, what I did, in 1986, in an attempt to introduce 'sets' into the system, the problem being it was very tiered and could destroy life chances for so many if you didn't do well in the Cognitive Abilities Test in 1st year; the grade-bands here are not alphabetized but numbered, 1-2 is upper set, 3-4 middle, 5-6 lowest, 7 'barely completed the course, exam failure', N/A fail. I never got below a 2, but it's not directly comparable to his O-Grades which weren't divided into set. I've seen his arithmetic exam's transcript. It's shit I could've done in 1st year. His English exam transcript, however, WAS demanding, in all fairness; he had to memorize a whole book, we just had to analyze long excerpts.

Grades weren't given back then but percentages were. He did particularly well in Latin (84%) and English (98%), barely scraping low-70s for the rest.

I just don't understand why he didn't do his Highers; I asked if the pressure to work came from his parents and he said 'no'. Shit delayed gratification and working class genes, I suppose.

But yeah, the idea generations of examination system are analogous to each other is ludicrous, so this 'dumbing down' argument is bullshit.

Go to North Korea faggot. Oh wait, you never will because you're a crazy fucktard with no actual skills other than autistically screeching on the internet.
Prove me wrong you sped.

 

[Anonymus Fluhre]

Every 3 in our case. O-Grades were introduced around when my dad was born, actually. Those were then grade-banded to keep the FAILs in at bands B and C so they could be moved up to what were the equivalent of Highers back then, around just before my mother left. They introduced S-Grades, what I did, in 1986, in an attempt to introduce 'sets' into the system, the problem being it was very tiered and could destroy life chances for so many if you didn't do well in the Cognitive Abilities Test in 1st year; the grade-bands here are not alphabetized but numbered, 1-2 is upper set, 3-4 middle, 5-6 lowest, 7 'barely completed the course, exam failure', N/A fail. I never got below a 2, but it's not directly comparable to his O-Grades which weren't divided into set. I've seen his arithmetic exam's transcript. It's shit I could've done in 1st year. His English exam transcript, however, WAS demanding, in all fairness; he had to memorize a whole book, we just had to analyze long excerpts.

Grades weren't given back then but percentages were. He did particularly well in Latin (84%) and English (98%), barely scraping low-70s for the rest.

I just don't understand why he didn't do his Highers; I asked if the pressure to work came from his parents and he said 'no'. Shit delayed gratification and working class genes, I suppose.

But yeah, the idea generations of examination system are analogous to each other is ludicrous, so this 'dumbing down' argument is bullshit.

Where's your evidence Chris? I expect to see when I get back from my date tonight tomorrow morning when I'm home.

 

[Autphag]

Where's your evidence Chris? I expect to see when I get back from my date tonight tomorrow morning when I'm home.

My evidence is that I'd ever been kicked out of the colleges you'd need those prerequisites to get into, and have a reputation for that if you just phone the local one; back in the day you needed a 2 in Mathematics and 1 relevant Higher to get into a Computing HNC -- I dropped Higher Computing but I had a 1 in it from S-Grade (my only grade band-1) and I had a science at Higher (I was like "well, Biology's a science, Computing's technically a science, so, surely there's lee-way here?" or something to that effect), so he was willing to compromise, I showed him my informal coding project and he was like "well, you certainly have the programming and mathematical skills down".

Something you could get away with in 2008. The over-formalism of this decade is ridiculous and I've seen the material for the new 'Nationals', they're a condescending joke; this is about the only instance in which you're right.

I got in. He wasn't disappointed in the first 6 months until I started wasted time on that very project. lel

Why do I refuse to give certs? Anyone could get my SCN just be phoning up and pretending to be me, and enter courses impersonating as me. So you can fuck right off

That makes it even worst, Chris. I thought owning a car was a sign of middle-class, but your parents are in the projects just making it by and their adult-baby of a son is mooching on them. This is even worse of an offense than it being an ole' regular middle class family. You have pensioners giving you food, shelter and transportation, because you can't save enough of your own money to do so and rather spend it on drugs. God, your life is really pathetic. I don't blame your stepdad for drinking a lot. He's a SENIOR citizen dog; if old crotchety men can enrage you by 3 words, that's an indictment on your volatility. The more I find out - the more I'm sickened.

Since I've disclosed what I've disclosed and hope that none of this matters when my dreams come true one way or another, or off myself upon failure, you have a choice, I'll take a pic of my mother's house, some identifying details obscured by angle -- I can't image manipulate and you're not getting my mother's license plate. It's not exactly American or high-rise British style 'project project'; it'd be categorically lower-middle class looking were it not for the fact that damn street is all council-housing benefits paid save for a few "right to buy's".

I live in the truly shit part of Blackburn.

 

[Cuntster]

Why do I refuse to give certs? Anyone could get my SCN just be phoning up and pretending to be me, and enter courses impersonating as me. So you can fuck right off

Even you can't enter courses as you, what makes you think anyone else could (or would even want to)?

I can't image manipulate

You don't know how to draw a black box over a license plate in Paint? Wow, so much for computing skills.

 

[Autphag]

What's more, only my eldest sister is actually remotely functional, vocationally speaking, and had done the best out of every generation of that immediate family: despite leaving with mediocre S-Grades (they were all over the place; a couple of 5s where she really bombed, one 2 in drama, but she was a straight-3 student mostly), she has a HR management position paying about £32,000 a year, well above the mean for this area -- she stays in Whitburn.

She's also a Borderline, has Bipolar, suffered psychosis for a bit in 2009 which made her workless, and continues to struggle with epilepsy; she's working on an Open University degree specializing in disability law or something, but it's part time so we're talking another 6 years until graduation. At the moment her highest achievement is an Associate's/HND in Business Management, done in time unlike Chris-chan. Whilst not autistic in the socially debilitating senses, she was always a very systematic

Even you can't enter courses as you, what makes you think anyone else could (or would even want to)?

You don't know how to draw a black box over a license plate in Paint? Wow, so much for computing skills.

My grades weren't the issue; my personality was. Some chav could charm his way in with my achievements, that's my worry.

I've not regularly used a computer for anything more demanding than writing socialist word-salad since 2010 onwards, so yes, these skills have atrophied and if I ever wanted to do it again, I probably would do it from scratch since it'd make sense, at the level I started from in the first place, but I just don't care for it anymore and haven't for years; this was roughly the time I realised I wasn't anywhere near as masculine as I thought myself to be previously, grew a disdain for it, and took up social sciences as a hobby such as philosophy and politics.

Look at my notes, PROPERLY. The first complaint of GD-type feelings was to a GP in 2009. Now STOP with this 'HURR CHAC MADE YOU DYSPHORIC' crap.

 

[Anonymus Fluhre]

My evidence is that I'd ever been kicked out of the colleges you'd need those prerequisites to get into, and have a reputation for that if you just phone the local one; back in the day you needed a 2 in Mathematics and 1 relevant Higher to get into a Computing HNC -- I dropped Higher Computing but I had a 1 in it from S-Grade (my only grade band-1) and I had a science at Higher (I was like "well, Biology's a science, Computing's technically a science, so, surely there's lee-way here?" or something to that effect), so he was willing to compromise, I showed him my informal coding project and he was like "well, you certainly have the programming and mathematical skills down".

Something you could get away with in 2008. The over-formalism of this decade is ridiculous and I've seen the material for the new 'Nationals', they're a condescending joke; this is about the only instance in which you're right.

I got in. He wasn't disappointed in the first 6 months until I started wasted time on that very project. lel

Sorry Chris, I don't fall for Onus probandi. If all you have is your words than it is shit. It's why intelligent people always back up their words with evidence.

Stop saying you were in any computer class. You couldn't spoil worth shit before coming here and you can't even manipulate a photo. Stop trying to bullshit people that know better than you.

 

[Begemot]

What's more, only my eldest sister is actually remotely functional, vocationally speaking, and had done the best out of every generation of that immediate family: despite leaving with mediocre S-Grades (they were all over the place; a couple of 5s where she really bombed, one 2 in drama, but she was a straight-3 student mostly), she has a HR management position paying about £32,000 a year, well above the mean for this area -- she stays in Whitburn.

She's also a Borderline, has Bipolar, suffered psychosis for a bit in 2009 which made her workless, and continues to struggle with epilepsy; she's working on an Open University degree specializing in disability law or something, but it's part time so we're talking another 6 years until graduation. At the moment her highest achievement is an Associate's/HND in Business Management, done in time unlike Chris-chan. Whilst not autistic in the socially debilitating senses, she was always a very systematic


My grades weren't the issue; my personality was. Some chav could charm his way in with my achievements, that's my worry.

I've not regularly used a computer for anything more demanding than writing socialist word-salad since 2010 onwards, so yes, these skills have atrophied and if I ever wanted to do it again, I probably would do it from scratch since it'd make sense, at the level I started from in the first place, but I just don't care for it anymore and haven't for years; this was roughly the time I realised I wasn't anywhere near as masculine as I thought myself to be previously, grew a disdain for it, and took up social sciences as a hobby such as philosophy and politics.

Look at my notes, PROPERLY. The first complaint of GD-type feelings was to a GP in 2009. Now STOP with this 'HURR CHAC MADE YOU DYSPHORIC' crap.

HURR CHAC MADE YOU DYSPHORIC

 

[Autphag]

Sorry Chris, I don't fall for Onus probandi. If all you have is your words than it is shit. It's why intelligent people always back up their words with evidence.

Stop saying you were in any computer class. You couldn't spoil worth shit before coming here and you can't even manipulate a photo. Stop trying to bullshit people that know better than you.

James stop boasting about computing skills you'd learned literally only a few weeks ago AND fucking up Latin fallacies.

Additionally, if you seriously are anything more than a shit emulation of a German:

My focus was in Software Development, and in the secondary curriculum this is also true along with general compsci theory, we do very little graphics work; there are separate design courses for this sort of thing at both levels. Lol. Word, a version that does everything for you; Excel; what pissant shit is this, James? Dunning-Kruger effect? Sounds a lot like it.

 

[Cuntster]

Additionally, if you seriously are anything more than a shit emulation of a German:

My focus was in Software Development, and in the secondary curriculum this is also true along with general compsci theory, we do very little graphics work; there are separate design courses for this sort of thing at both levels. Lol. Word, a version that does everything for you; Excel; what pissant shit is this, James? Dunning-Kruger effect? Sounds a lot like it.

Oh a completely different note, what do you think about Gigi Gorgeous?

 

[Anonymus Fluhre]

James stop boasting about computing skills you'd learned literally only a few weeks ago AND fucking up Latin fallacies.

Prove I got it wrong faggot.