So hold up.

I'm now 4 comments deep in a discussion about how overbearing I am. I've pointed out that the assumptions you've made about me are so incredibly precise they include my name (which, again, you guessed incorrectly). I've said nothing about you - other than that you're projecting... which I think I'm entitled to point out, as you decided to make this conversation about me.

Yet here we are, discussing the merits of, well, me, based on your assumptions. You're now asking me to disprove a negative - "who is to say you don't match my straw man" is rhetorically equivalent to Glenn Beck demanding his guests prove they are not secret muslims. You effectively struck up a conversation with me which you freely, and with full dudgeon, have swung to "prove you're not the asshole I think you are."

So I've got two choices here:

1) "Whatever, man" and mute/ignore you because frankly, WTF, man?

2) Continue to argue your game on your terms using your examples under your logic with you as the arbiter and hope that somehow I can prove to you that I'm not an asshole.

'cuz that's the context of the discussion.

MIKE: You're an asshole but I still like you, smiley face.

KB: I'm not, actually, here are a bunch of examples that directly contradict your evidence that I'm an asshole.

MIKE: The fact that you provide examples that you're not an asshole proves what an asshole you are.

KB: Seriously, dude, I'm just trying to have a conversation.

MIKE: Whatever. You just need to be right which proves you're an asshole.

And here's the thing: It never once occurred to you that I"m having this conversation (this tedious, retread, tired-ass conversation) because I don't like people thinking I'm an asshole. Back up to where we started: Me arguing "You can't have an opinion without making enemies." Case in point: I've had to go five rounds with you to demonstrate that I'm not a dick, and each step of the way you feel entitled to treat me more and more dickishly.

Yeah, I see the problem. I said "you make enemies on the Internet" and in an attempt to prove I'm wrong, you decided to treat me like an enemy.

My name's not Brian. You'll excuse me if I don't wish to be more familiar than that.