Not exact matches
However, in my personal life, I'm more than willing to tell my friends, family, my old pastor (who is
intelligent, well spoken, and respectful,
which makes for engaging
conversations) or the random evangelists handing out pamphlets on the street what I think.
When «faith» is the vehicle from
which all discussion derives from, the
conversation is no longer
intelligent debate but instead becomes a religious pis #ing contest.
I myself have listened to
conversations between otherwise thoughtful,
intelligent Christians in
which the words «think,» «seem,» and «feel» were used at a rate previously unheard of in English language history.
I don't consider him a subject matter expert in anything but his own opinions,
which by the way are very skewed and do not contribute to an
intelligent conversation.
I expressed my views in this regard on WhatsApp last weekend, «Any country in
which its elites consider re-electing a president like Buhari just as thousands of citizens are murdered across the country with not a single person arrested; a president who can not make an
intelligent conversation on any policy or global issue with other global leaders; a president whose EFCC and DSS engage in open confrontation; a regime
which crippled the economy and relies on cyclical movements in oil prices as its sole economic lever; a regime under
which 10 million jobs are lost; and key accusations against top officials are treated with levity; just as the regime appears complicit in the invasion of its senate by thugs and seizure of mace... such a country is in serious trouble, that is if it isn't doomed.
Instead, right down to the nearly synonymous title we get a lurid, silly «Prisoners» me - too (and that film itself was far from flawless) in
which the only additions are a flashback - and - forward structure that never works, the kind of contrivance in
which a laptop camera accidentally left transmitting records a crucial
conversation (perfectly framed) and a crude, distastefully regressive subtheme
which suggests that well, of course that this is what happens to girls and to women (even successful,
intelligent, independent women) when they are left alone even for a moment by their menfolk.
Instead, right down to the nearly synonymous title we get a lurid, silly «Prisoners» me - too (and that film itself was far from flawless) in
which the only additions are a flashback - and - forward structure that never works, the kind of contrivance in
which a laptop camera accidentally left transmitting records a crucial
conversation (perfectly framed) and a crude, distastefully regressive sub-theme
which suggests that, well, of course this is what happens to girls and to women (even successful,
intelligent, independent women) when they are left alone even for a moment by their menfolk.
Ways in
which intelligent bots address different training challenges are easier and faster than emails and telephonic
conversations.