Callaway is one of the finest people I've known on the net. It's easy to get defensive over Sol's online insults-- especially when they involve harming loved ones. Hell, my first inclination is to rip his head off and spit down his cyber-neck. But considering that's 1) not possible, and 2) a waste of energy on a very lonely pathetic man, there's little point except for odeon to keep Sol's personal information handy for any future incidents in which it needs to be used to contact authorities.
Unfortunately, Sol doesn't get it that he's playing a losing game. Maybe it wasn't kosher for people to be taking the crap out of him at almost every turn, but then this is Intensity, no holds barred, and Sol has unwisely stayed through apparently several generations of nicknames.
Despite his protestations that he doesn't like other people, he still comes here. (Not being honest with himself methinks.). And time after time, he just doesn't GET IT that throwing more and more serious insults only gets people to hate him even more. Like plucking a chicken in the wind: he only winds up with a mouth full of feathers.
And even though he says he doesn't care and enjoys hurting people, frankly I think that's a load of bullshit he tells himself as a defense so he doesn't have to admit how truly lonely he is. It's easier to be angry than hurt. No human being is totally asocial. Even the oldest hermit in the deepest darkest cave wants some company.
Callaway, protect your family and keep them safe. But don't waste your time on this guy. He's lonely, pathetic, and in pain, and obviously lashes out at whoever he can. You just got in the way and he obviously has no fucking idea what he's talking about. You're just the newest symbolized target for his lifelong anger.
