This would almost be comical if your mental illness was not showing through so much.
What happened is that you opened your big, fat, fucking mouth and expected to be dismissed and ignored.
What you didn't count on was me refusing to play your childish personal games, which forced you to start making personal accusations that I am "making myself look intellectual" and "sound like an expert."
Why won't you back that up? Because you're full of shit and you have a big, fat, fucking mouth.