Exremental, my deer Watson...
Evidence is an indication that makes something evident.
Proof is the validation of a concept or premise.
The magnitude, authenticity, relevance and scope of the evidence can be debated ad nauseum.
Are you SURE it's poop? How do you KNOW it's DEER poop? How old is the poop (fossilized?)? Did the poop originate here? All these may or may not point to the presence of the alleged deer in question. That we are discussing the poop though, means that it does exist and that the evidence in question needs to be scrutinized.
At this point, the level of "proof" (or validation) needed varies from individual to individual. Some process the presence of the poop immediately, while some may question it's very existence. Based on my analysis of the evidence in question, I say it's deer poop, and you claim it's existence is merely circular and thus non existent. Upon stepping in said poop (which you claimed to be non-existent), you now claim that since it is not there that it also doesn't stink. Whereas those of us who have managed to withhold our smirks thus far, quietly move upwind, all the while thinking: "It sucks to be you!"
The deer, cringing from the smell of it's own excrement, also moves upwind whereby we enjoy seeing the deer, while you miss it completely! From the odor of your arguments it appears that you step in an awful lot of deer poop.
JerryL said:
Give an example of a specific argument presented, which was then called circular, for which the accuser was unwilling to discuss the details.
So, you are saying you called Victor's argument "circular" but had no idea of the details? That's like putting the cart before the horse. If I label something, I try to know what I am labeling before I publish it on a public web site. This way, I can defend my assertions when asked, rather than relying on subterfuge and back peddling in order to save face. I'm smelling more deer poop, I'm afraid!
Well hey, it's been fun and it's certainly been "deep"! But I am off to go diving in cave country again this weekend. I don't know if I will have access to the internet, so try not to step in anything else while I am gone! You know, I think I am too pooped to dive! (I know: it's a crappy excuse).