In a discussion on any topic, whenever something logically equivalent to the following happens:
Me: A implies B.
Someone: Ahhh, then you're telling C implies D!
...and there are no other premises connecting these two, I can't help from going "grrrrr!!!!" inside. I always have to step back, take a deep breath and count to five in my head (figuratively of course, but you know what I mean).
Maybe I should think that's actually a good thing, since now I have an instant indicator that from that point on my interlocutor should not be taken seriously.
And to think that the event that prompted this post was a conversation about football/soccer...
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