Each ridiculous thing that Rebecca cravenly accused me of in the "FishbowlDC" thread was a lie or willful misrepresentation designed to malign my hard-earned reputation as a well-liked and respected long-time commenter, and to undermine the veracity and obfuscate the intent of my carefully chosen words of concern. She knows this, and the vast majority of those whom I had the profound privilege of calling comrade for so many years surely must know this as well.

I was — I am — one of the good guys, you guys.

And yet...I've been lied about, silenced, and vilified by fools; worse, you've been lied to, duped, and played for fools. I have zero fucking tolerance for such bullshit, especially when it concerns me and my friends. The unprecedented nature of my unjust banning should serve as a chilling and worrisome warning to every Wonkette commenter that criticism and dissent —no matter how well-intentioned, reasoned, and respectful — will not be tolerated, especially if it makes Rebecca or her bullying benefactor look bad.

SHAME ON HER.

...IN BED!

Sara, can you hear me?

Seconded.

You'll sit down, but will you shut up?!

In Sir Romney's general direction?

No, alas -- I just tripped over his power cord, and his batteries kicked in.

(However, I did just blow a long overdue and heartfelt "Thank You" kiss in your general direction, my brave knight in rusty armor...)

OOPS!

Sorry, everyone...that was me.

It's working for me...

(Welcome back, Jen & Kim!)

I am 6-foot-6 and shockingly handsome ("for serious!") enough to weigh in, thankyouverymuch, and as a matter of fact, I just did!

(^^^ Just a joke LOL!!1)

Perhaps some commenters have been biting their tongues about others.

You have no idea (actually, you probably do.)

It's precisely because I have been biting my tongue about someone who put words in my mouth, falsely ascribed to me insane accusations, gangbanged me with strawmen, accused me of being someone whom I was not, tried to get me banned, and clearly convinced a not insignificant number of formerly near-and-dear comrades to believe some or all of the aforementioned -- all while I mistakenly tried to act like an adult by just walking way without defending myself -- that I was perhaps a teensy-weensy bit overly defensive to Chet & Chichi's original replies.

But I shall continue to bite my tongue, and stew -- as I promised that I'd do -- for the sake of commenter comity.

BALLS.

Good Cap'n, after reading that, I have half a mind to change my handle to "TheDredgeReportanus".

[CORRECTION: I have half a mind.]

Much of what you said is spot on: I am not simmering in a low-grade, petty, hostile manner, and though not by design, I suppose that I have ocassionally played the role of lay historian/retardative artiste to some extent. Institutional memory is a fucking valuable thing -- you don't just give it away for nothin'...

I didn't intend to poke any bears, though (Sooo messy!), or bust any chops, or also, too, all of them Katie, for FIVE AND A HALF YEARS, ALAN -- I just left a dumb comment, which I admittedly acknowledged to myself in passing might noogie-esquely ruffle a feather or two, but in an innocent, playful, wriggling around in excrement kind of way.

Any hoohaw, thanks for all the words 'n' shit, ol' friend...

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