BeIR/webis-touche2020 huggingface dataset:
Minarchist State (Pro) v. Welfare State (Con)

This is for Rosalie's beginner tournament, the affirmative will be advocating for a Minarchist state which is defined as: Minarchism (also known as minimal statism) is a political philosophy and a form of libertarianism. It is variously defined by sources. In the strictest sense, it holds that states ought to exist (as opposed to anarchy), that their only legitimate function is the protection of individuals from aggression, theft, breach of contract, and fraud, and that the only legitimate governmental institutions are the military, police, and courts. In the broadest sense, it also includes fire departments, prisons, the executive, and legislatures as legitimate government functions. [1][2][3] Such states are generally called night-watchman states. In brief, a Minarchist state exists solely for the purpose of protecting life, liberty and property. My opponent (picsbad) will be advocating for the welfare state which is defined as: A concept of government in which the state plays a key role in the protection and promotion of the economic and social well-being of its citizens. It is based on the principles of equality of opportunity, equitable distribution of wealth, and public responsibility for those unable to avail themselves of the minimal provisions for a good life. The general term may cover a variety of forms of economic and social organization. [1] In brief, the welfare state is one that not only protects life, liberty and property, but also provides for the enjoyment of such rights through things such as universal education, healthcare, food stamps, etc. Rules: 1) Dropped arguments treated as concessions, but if opponent exaggerates the impact of the dropped argument, the impact can be disputed. 2) All evidence has to be cited with a link or some way to access the full content of it 3) Plans/counterplans are allowed but discouraged, voters should note this debate will be primarily philosophical and about the morality of each side's respective positions, solvency takes a back seat.
God exists.

My opponent has not defined God, as I said they could in Round 1, so it's not clear what we are actually debating. I invite them to provide such a definition in Round 2. In addition to not providing a definition of God, my opponent has not really presented any arguments or evidence in favor of the existence of God. What they have argued is that we should believe that God exists, not that God objectively exists. Establishing that God exists objectively, as the resolution says, requires arguments and evidence. My opponent's sole argument for the claim that we should believe that God exists (which is, again, not the resolution), is: "it would be safer to believe in a god that gives people after lives." He or she does not provide any arguments or evidence for this claim. Finally, my opponent has effectively conceded the debate. He or she says: "If you want the ultimate truth, God is like that one cat in the box that was involved in an experiment. You could say God both exists and doesn't at the same time. We will never know until god is observed even then there would be doubt on whether the "god" is actually a god or just a powerful being." This is clearly an admission that my opponent is unable to establish that God exists, which is the resolution. In conclusion: 1. My opponent has not defined God. 2. My opponent has not presented any arguments or evidence for God's existence, which is the resolution. 3. My opponent's sole argument for the irrelevant claim he or she argued for is an arbitrary assertion. 4. My opponent has effectively conceded that he or she is unable to establish the resolution. Since my opponent has failed to meet his or her burden of proof, we should negate the resolution.
God exists.

God exists. If you want to logically stay true to self-preservation then a god that allows for people to have after lives must exist. Thus the logical option to choose would be to believe in a god that does just that. Of course for most people the previous statements don't cut it due to their want for truth. If you want the ultimate truth, God is like that one cat in the box that was involved in an experiment. You could say God both exists and doesn't at the same time. We will never know until god is observed even then there would be doubt on whether the "god" is actually a god or just a powerful being. But like I said in my earlier statements, it would be safer to believe in a god that gives people after lives (One example would be the Christian god.). Let's say god does exist. People would prefer to believe that that god is good. Right? WRONG. If an all powerful being such as god did exist, he would not be a good being nor an evil being. Rather that god wouldn't believe there is true evil and true god. God would see the universe as existing and nothing else, a complex chain of reactions that for some reason he observes.
Feverish VRB Tourney Round 2: Geo vs. snelld

http://www.youtube.com... Here's my verse for Round 2 against snelld and good luck to my opponent. Note: This is a 2 round rap battle with an extra round for my opponent to post lyrics or for either of us to buy more time, just to make sure that each person gets their two turns in case something comes up. (I recorded this verse using my Droid Eris, so the quality isn't spectacular, but fairly decent. Pauses are intentional.) Lyrics: Yo, it's the Holofractalist back in this You need some practice, you wack as sh1t I'm slapping you up, don't hold back on me kid Tired of this pitiful rhyme standard I'm bringing cyclical rhyme patterns Runnin circles around you like the ring around Saturn In less than an hour, I devour you cowards Absorb all your power, delicate like a flower Corrode your body like an acid rain shower Time to switch up the pace, I don't care about your race I'm all about smashin in your face with an antique vase I'm high definition, 1080 interlace Swift like an eagle, you can tell by my sigil I snatch my prey at night in the middle of my vigil Destroy your entire city with a seismic upheaval I'm tired of playin games with you mediocre rappers Killin you quick like electric bug zappers More sinister than Baphomet breakin your pastors neck Faster than a turbo Blackbird jet, ain't heard back from him yet Enter the battle arena with elegance Win every debate against your delegates I'm the most high in excellence with supreme intelligence It's the Pleiadian alien, exposin Israelians My ever expandin cranium, the rhymes are so salient Your reputation caving in, my triumph is sailing in My style is superior, I'm sorry you can't win Strangle you with barbed wire and call you a liar Refer to me as sire as I cast you in the fire My habitual ritual Aztec sacrifice Don't make me revive you and perform it again twice After that, I dump your body in the Hadron Collider Turn on the particle accelerator and vaporize ya That's what happens to my opponents, there ain't no survivors I'm the most vicious MC alive and the consequences are dire GeoLaureate8 is ignited, and my opponent's bound to expire
Feverish VRB Tourney Round 2: Geo vs. snelld

http://www.youtube.com... Lyrics: I exhume the excavated ruins of the ancients Wiser than the seven sages, I'm ageless, you brainless I leave you lost like the Draconian Deception Seed of the Annunaki, immaculate conception Cosmic energy harnessed by the celestial ones Atlantean stargate portals link all the constellations Omnidimensional dialectic cuneiform inscription You can't enter the space portal without my permission I perform geomancy as it glistens, so listen I traveled light years to a distant star system Must recover, the Emerald Tablets are missin Reptilians are hissin Here is I, the Risen with critical precision and deadly incisions Philosophical intellectual divisions, your mind is imprisoned Much more than I envisioned Cause so much destruction I erupt mass cataclysms A catechism of the matrix You can't even comprehend the basics I aim red beams to your eyes like Lasik I sever your head, now you faceless Resurrect the dead, this is insane sh1t! I emerge from a submerged location I urge you to learn, what is your vocation Your rhymes are so basic let's face it Erase it, I can't handle this wack rap Load up, clap back, snap back the clip, and aim it Sniper round straight to the dome Swift and stealthy, I'm scrapin the chrome I'm takin this to new limits, you ain't goin back home Prepare for the linguistically gifted rapper The Gnostic master, interplanetary disaster Holographic matter rendered photonic raster Deceptive pastor plastered to the wall Like failed civilizations, you rise and you fall Rhymes so sharp, I'm slicin and dicin them all So quick I sprint while you crawl Don't limit me, this is the symphony of infinity The critical epitome, listen to me Enigmatic rhymes and complex symmetry Pythagorean tetragrammaton Explosives and atom bombs Destruction of Babylon Intricate like a guitar, pulloffs and hammer-ons The battle is on, the cavalry's gone Over and out, GeoLaureate8, straight slayen em strong
G-d exists

Bs"dClaim #1; The exodus:The first few quotes you made are complete garbage and have no relevance to this debate. He does however make the error f saying that the song of Deborah is the oldest writting we know of, he oviously has zero knowledge on this subject because the book of Job is the oldest text. {1}Then he makes an absurd and almost embarassing assertion that the Torah was based on Egyptian Mythology, and that the tribe of Levi forced the Jews to accept the Torah, and that circumcision came from Egypt! It turns out that the Torah says things completely contrary to Egyptian mythology, i.e. "yu shall worship no other gods aside from me," and circumcision was done of the 8th day in Judaism, but at age 14 in Egyptiantradition. Which brings me to another point, on the 8th day after birth, babies have more vitamin K and other chemicals than at any other point, preventing bleeding and allowing for a faster recovery, how could they have know?Claim #5; Prophecies:No, these pophecies aren't my interpretation, they are the way that Talmud scholars as well as many rabbis hold to be the correct interpretation,but regardless of this they obviously say what I say they do. See them, "your decendants wil be slaves in another land but I will set them free," is there any other interpretation for this other than the Exodus?{1}. https://thescrolleaters.wordpress.com...;
G-d exists

Bs"d Claim No. 1: First of all, you are absolutely wrong and it is almost embarrassing, let me first pint out that there is substantial empirical evidence for the Exodus, a lot, and yes there were Egyptian records of it also, here is my source {1}. Let me next point out the absurdity of claiming that Moses or some other person/persons wrote a book and convinced an entire nation to believe in a story or history of that nation which never happened. Here is what Rabbi Mizrachi said to prove this: "If I got a bunch of Jews together, and told them 'I got this book from G-d, it says you were all slaves in Japan, and I led you out and brought you to America, and I fed you and payed you,' they would say 'but Rabbi, maybe you're not feeling well, we were not slaves, and we never lived in Japan, and you never fed us or gave us money!' That would be it my book would never be accepted." Third of all, I see your theory that the Exodus was stolen from Egyptian mythology as almost embarrassing, Akhenaten came onto the throne of Egypt at 1318 B.C.E {2}, Moses was around 1393 B.C.E. {3}, so no, they could not have based a story off of another which came around later. Claim No. 3: No, there are Jews in Ethiopia, sure they are Christians, but Jews nevertheless. Also, Ethiopia was conquered, but the Ark makes it so that the army with the ark cannot be defeated, they weren't defeated, their leader surrendered and Mussolini declared it conquered. {4} Either way that a third world African Nation was able to withstand the Romans and the British Empire is something notable. Claim No. 5: Christians believe them to be prophecies of the coming of the Messiah, true, but demonstrably they are not, and also demonstrably they say what I said they do. You should really see those prophecies because they all apply. Conclusion: No, none of this has been refuted by science, and there is no Israeli propaganda that I am portraying. {1}. http://www.bibleandscience.com... {2}. http://www.crystalinks.com... {3}. http://www.chabad.org... {4}. http://www.britannica.com...
Rap Battle.

You say I'm old, but I'm just old school If you try to tell me that ain't good then you're nothing but a fool At least my spit ain't on fire, that's pretty messed up You're a crazy wild spitaholic, you're like a little pup You speak of the cipher, but you're just DES 56-bit, old, rusty; you're a mess I'm Serpent: fast, sleek, new, tough Don't play with me, 'cause I play rough Rhyming cipher with cipher? What kind of crap is that? You would lose a rap battle against a dead rat Your rhymes don't got the groove as they're flowing through my mind And your lyrics are more idiotic than intelligent design I fail to understand how you passed second grade You don't have any talent; it's all a masquerade You make up this sad crap, there's no hope for you at all You don't got rage and power, you only got gall You say philosophy is what you want I'll unleash Marx, Nietzsche, Locke, and Kant "Cogito, ergo sum" you prob'ly think is valid Your intelligence is reminiscent of a potato salad You're friendless, brainless, helpless, hopeless You got no luck and you got no skill I'm old, but I keep up I'm the computer while you're still the quill I've got the power of Satan, I know the way It is clear who will be victorious today.
Rap Battle.

Come on, this fool's rhymes are weak You spit with no fire and you're just too meek Your verses are nonsensical, too Farfetch'd, you hit me with your leek But it's too weak, it breaks and we see through all your fakes Quit with your four line arcane verses, you just harken back to ancient curses But I'm new-age, wise like I'm a modern sage Prosaic, succinct with sesquipedalian philosophy Your cadence is basic, can't get past a triple syllable Your themes are repetitive, sounds like you're just jealous of my dollar bill Cause you don't make any cents, not even one cent Heck, not even your rhymes make any sense This battle's mine 100 percent Visually, I'm harsh chrome, you're just a long-haired geek I'm shining and sleek, is that a nose on your face or a beak? My songs are the keys to the world like Sheik's Great, you reference some Michael Jackson It's not enough, I'll bomb you while relaxin' You're waning, I'm waxing I rap with philosophy and wordplay, you have no culture Crush you so thoroughly we won't need any vulture The only reason you're here is because your mom was an adulturer But it's you I'm about to banish, I'll make you vanish Want to hear some real Spanish? Tu no puedes hablar, solamente temblar Cuando yo rimo, yo arrimo los limites y los imprimo, tu estas acï¿½rrimo Te talo cuando te corto en trozos Let me decipher, that means you got slashed by the Immortal Flash Your skill in this cipher's just a big round cipher.
Rap Battle.

When darkness falls across the land, and the midnight hour is close at hand, When the greatest demons of night arise, they look to me with reverent eyes. Satan himself bows before the might and legend of my lore; No mere mortal can resist The power burning in my fist. Iamadragon is no dragon at all; if he fought a dragon he would surely fall. But observe my might, my prowess, my skill; no dragon could survive my evil Thrill. When it comes to Dragon, he fails to understand the demonic power lying in my hand. I know Binary, English, Hex, Espaï¿½ol; but Dragon is no better than Askbob the troll. Dragon's lies end here, with my poetic song; He don't got a doctoral, his profile is wrong. What the shameless fool does not understand is the failure that is his rap, so profoundly bland. His rap is weak, far too cliche; My wisdom and culture will win the day. Tï¿½ eres un pollo, mi muchacho. Eres feo; yo soy guapo. Dragon's words fail the test of sense; My opponent has nothing working in his defense. His rhymes are hopeless, broken, flawed; Only he cannot see that he is merely a fraud. You, the reader, can achieve great power, but only through me can you survive the final hour. Now vote for me, and you and I shall rule over every monster, man and ghoul.
Rap Battle.

Thanks for accepting, man. I've had some trouble with my rhyming lately, so I need some new inspiration. Also, about this line-explaining thing, I sort of feel like it could dumb down the spontaneity and fire, haha, so if anyone's unclear on lines, we should just explain them in the comment section, yeah? Let me introduce myself: my name is Immortal Flash Read carefully, green pours in swiftly, it says "MORE THAN 150" I get so much cash and bread I've got a dough silo Hahaha, so let's really begin this clash, I checked out your profile It seems you're just a computer nerd, you know binary but not really the word Why challenge me? You've already erred, take your verse to my refinery and rest assured I'll teach you how to rhyme, but right here, for your mind one time: Illness flashes anytime from my rhymes, like happenstance Immortally, like you got slashed by the keenest Lance Aye, the surest that, cause I've faced darker than whales The very depths of the profound thoughts from which I hail Where the breadths surround you, you'd be fraught with ail I'm the Ahab to this quest for mastery of lyricism But you're just a subnote to this legendary empiricism There are some who dote, and those filled with cynicism But at the end of the day, I defy any categorical –ism Verses, I scribble ‘em, verbal cataclysm, aural orgasmin', I keep ‘em listenin' and jizzin' and I'm a hip-hop pioneer, mappenin' is what's happenin', the audience keeps clappin' and You're lost in unchartered territory, my rhymes are free-associative Rap is my trade, too well I've bartered, so don't try to be provocative Never beaten is the only reason I'll never be martyred You're about to be slaughtered, not Sartre'd cause Hell isn't other people for you it's just me Slashed, halved, quartered, this is the heat Flash It's you I'll over the beat lash, you can't hide so just try to away and dash But you've been caught, and now you've been taught You tried and fought, but vocally shot It's a new dawn with my sick rhyming, need I go on?
Rap Battle.

I've been debatin' since before time initiated My skill's only exceeded by the legends I've created. I've got the immortal fire pulsing through my veins Once you listen to my rap You'll never be the same. I'm up, live, true, jive, the chicks and cats adore me, But when it comes to iamadragon, man that robot bores me. I am the best there is, no matter what he's wishin'; When it comes to me and him there is no competition. This punk's age is only four squared but he's rollin' in 150 grand; When it comes to honesty he's the worst in the land. When it comes to rappers, you need someone you can trust. I am always honest, and my skills will never rust. So when this debate is over, friends, your choice will be clear: I'm the only true rap debater here.
Rap Battle.

This here is a rap battle, kids. The objective for each side is simply to make a rap, not too short but not too long, that attacks the other person. Because we're simply writing our raps, beats won't really be an issue, so the battle will essentially be more poetic than fully hip-hop like. The criteria used for judging should simply be the quality of the wordplay, taking into account creativity of the rhymes, references to outside things, etc. Flow–meaning rhythm, and the syllabic structure of each line–should not be a criterion as we are not actually rapping these verses rather than typing and reading them. My opponent should begin with a verse IN ROUND 1. If he or she fails to do so, he or she immediately forfeits the battle. The next rounds should then all contain verses. I am giving myself a disadvantage in that I am not able to write a verse in the first round–thus, I ask that my opponent refrain from writing a verse in the final round. However, if my opponent has serious qualms about this restriction, he or she can discuss it with me either in the rounds or in the comment section, and we can reach a compromise. In addition to a verse, both sides should, if desired, take a few lines at the end of their rounds to explain references and lines in their raps that may not be immediately understood by the general Debate.org public.
Rap Battle.

Maybe you're a Spitfire, that's no competition to mine I'm a Raptor, new and sleek: in Hell you will dine Your guns are outdated, your propellor is scrap As for me? Well, damn, at least I know how to rap You got no manners, where's your mother to teach you? Oh that's right, she's negligent, and she just loves to beat you Maybe that explains the quality of your style You try to make rhymes, but they're off by a mile Serpent only comes in second 'cause you bribed the judges Sure, you're immature, but I don't hold grudges A bribery's the only way Rijndael could win Serpent's 32-round, Rijndael's down seven of ten If you were a product, you'd have no buyer When it comes to AES, you don't know Rivest from Schneier By the way, condoms don't do squat when hacking computers That explains why I'm published, while you still need tutors You're only a wolf; I defeated the devil I'm takin' "epic" to a whole 'nother level You spout lies,like "I'm wise", you surmise lies about spies Quit talkin' conspiracy, and look with your eyes Now that's Syrio Forel, from A Game of Thrones High-class literature, not TV like Bones Nor a video game filled with zombie groans Your talent's droppin' so fast, it's just like the Dow Jones I got both Locke and Marx, maybe I'm just openminded Don't restrict your viewpoints, or you'll end up blindsided I'm open to all, I consider each one You're so closeminded and ign'ant, you don't know that I've won You make clever rhymes, but since when is that hard? You're about as manly as the great Jeffree Star Potato salad's not serious, can't you take a joke? I'm a raging fire and you're all smoke Go back to the basics, in my words you'll get lost You can't even read; I'm like Robert Frost Your rhymes make us snooze, I think you're confused For your lacking abilities you got no excuse Don't mess with me boy, for me you're no contest It's easy to attest that I'm the best You're the worst there is, you must be depressed Oh, I get it: you thought this was a losin' fest! You started, got nowhere, ended without grace You're a disgrace and you can't save face As for me, I'm an ace, I give pace to this race I've left you in my dust without a trace. Your pathetic attempts to keep up are pointless and crude My lyrics flow, while your rhymes exude You're chest-deep in shame, you'll never be renewed "MTG wins" is the only thing to conclude. *** What will you do, how will you live, after your little sham? Frankly, dragon, I don't give a damn. When this battle is over, it's clear who's won Everybody vote CON. That's it, I'm done.