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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.
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...)
Sorry, everyone...that was me.
(Welcome back, Jen & Kim!)
(^^^ 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.
[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...