The US pulled down power poles

B is a proud Brit and a bit of a mouth breather with a thick Yorkshire accent. B often comes by Skypeland to lecture others about how much he hates the US and how awful the Jews are. He is almost impossible to understand, and has earned the nickname of "Mrs B" because of his incessant whining. Mrs B is an unemployed pipe fitter. Reportedly, Mrs. B leeches off his ex-wife and is very slowly doing some painting for her in exchange for meals. He seems to be painting so slowly that he is probably using a Q-tip as a paintbrush.

Mrs. B claimed that Iraq was much better off under Sadam Hussein than it is now, and that the first thing that the US did when it arrived in Iraq was pull down all the power poles and cut off the electricity. So according to Mrs. B, the reports of the billions of dollars the US has spent on refurbishing the Iraqi electrical system are all false...

Interestingly, of the 20 or so Iraqis that I have talked to in Skypeland, 19 of them have stated that they are better off now than they ever were under Sadam Hussein. The only exception was one who soon was identified as a member of Sadam Hussein's tribe by the other Iraqis. Well, I guess that is to be expected.

When asked about where he obtained all his information, Mrs. B saiid that he did not get any information from the internet; he got his information from the world. Mrs. B said he only used the internet to look things up.

Mrs. B has lately bought a G3 cell phone that has Skype installed on it so he can accesss Skypeland from his cell phone. Unfortunately, as he moves around, there is a tremendous amount of wind noise and other background noise that is picked up by the cell phone microphone. This, coupled with Mrs B's incredibly thick Yorkshire accent, makes his participation in a discussion very problematic. Because of this, the moderator M told him to mute his microphone when he was not speaking and to take other measures to keep the noise down.

However, Mrs. B continued to not only interrupt all conversations with absolutely incomprehensible comments, manaical cackling and all kinds of clicks, bangs, scraping and scratching sounds and heavy breathing. When Mrs. B was reminded of what the moderator M had said, Mrs. B decided to turn it into some sort of issue. Here is a simulacrum of the discussion that ensued:

F: Please B, mute your microphone. Did you not hear what M said about noise from your cell phone?

B: Ah dint ere enny thin.

F: Did you not hear what M said about the noise ?

B: Iz M speakin now? Ah don ere M speakin.

F: M said that your cell phone is creating spurious background noises. Please mute it.

B: Ah don ere M.

F: I do not think M is around right now. I will tell you what M said if you like.

B: Ah won take nuffin from da likes of youse.

F: I will tell you what M said and you can verify it with M when he comes back.

B: Ah don ere M talkin.

F: M is not speaking right now. M spoke before.

B: Why oo say M ees talkin? Ah don ere M.

F: B appears not to understand temporal order. This is what happens when you do not do your A levels.

B: So ow many hay evels dioo ave?

S: What is B talking about?

F: B does not seem to know temporal order and tenses

B: I am not interested in big words.

F: Clearly.

F: We Brits ate oo; ever'un ates oo wit yore ass fuckin shyte. Oo are so stupid. We know thare oo are a piece of shit.

At this point B cackled and giggled like a little girl. And I decided it was pointless to continue.