You have the patience of a saint to keep arguing with this simpleton.
He would benefit only from a forced march to Wichita Falls so someone there could kick him across their gym like a stuffed monkey.
Nothing else will sink into his tiny brain.
I wouldn't call it patience. I'd call it sour Girl Scout cookie
Off topic, but one of my favorite strength coaches is based out of Wichita Falls. I'd love to make the trip out there to lift in his gym and get his critique on my form.