Delinquent.

Creeping upon me when I least expect it, and refusing to leave. Mental illness.

The conversation I've had was the most curious. My counterpart assumed all manner of things about me, based upon two facts:

1.- I'm white, male, middle age and articulate.
2.- Other people with my profile act in a certain way.

The sheer barrage of "ad hominem" of divers types came accompanied by interesting reading material, which I'm not currently in shape to process. At least, not at the speed I'm used to, which is a source of frustration.

The discussion turns to antipsychiatry. As with other topics, the "ad hominem" have me against the ropes and I have not the opportunity to discuss points. This is snowballing.

It's not common for me to be with so determined an assailant, one I feel I can respond to, given time and a level playing field in addressing one another. This, however, is a genuine troll.

I am being assaulted upon alleged privileges I am in possession of, on not siding with an integral viewpoint at once (without even considering). I am being made responsible for everything everyone else has done and have no right to state that my human rights might be trampled in any way, shape or form.

It's someone with an axe to grind, and they chose me today to hack to pieces. But I don't think I did too bad.

I had the first two questions ready, and I pointed out that being male doesn't necessarily entail privileges, especially when you add being an immigrant into the mix.

I give him (or her) links to some of my work, so he or she can form an opinion on facts, rather than appearance.

At this point, my counterpart makes an argumentum ad latrinam.

I expect life is easier when you categorize everything into neat blocks, leaving no room for doubt.

I'm reeling, because I thought I recognized the style of my assailant.

And not even a coffee or a "how have you been?"