Wednesday, February 25, 2009

A Comment On The Blog

Come the end of March, SCU will turn one, and I will be very happy that I have lasted as long as I have. Its really hard work to maintain the blog as much as I have, and I didnt think it would last. Luckily for me, the people are the reason I stay around, mainly because I am so self absorbed that I love my soap box way too much to give it up, right?

Ill say this, over the last few weeks, I have received a plethora of comments like "The world would be a better if you just went and killed yourself" and stuff like that. Personally, I love to read those types of comments because when I have disturbed you enough to make you write that, I have done my job. I win.

In fact, I just got a comment that was something like, "you care way too much about the way people spend their money..." Umm, right. See, to say something stupid like that is missing the point of blogging in general. This is because blogging is ONLY about giving commentary or opinion on things, and that is why those type of people show up on the posts I do. My opinion and commentary on those people is that they are idiots, and therefore they are highlighted for their intrinsic comedic value. I dont really spend much more time thinking about them. If I get a laugh out of it, then I assume that most of the collectors who read this will too. If you dont or wont get a laugh, feel free to read one of the 100 other blogs until I post something you like. God forbid, dont write your own opinion on a blog, no, just post anonymous comments on all the existing ones. Yes, that is a better idea.

Normally, I dont really care about comments, as I think its one of the main reason I write here. But that type just kind of struck me as weird. Listen, if you want to leave an opinion, please do so, but add something to the conversation. Dont just throw stupid statements like "go fuck yourself" out, because A) they wont be approved, B) I will laugh at you, C) its completely sophomoric and adds nothing to the blog. See, even negative opinions add something to the blog, stupid comments do less than McBain's goggles.

18 comments:

  1. I get a lot of those. Most of them are usually racists/insulting but for some reason they never have the courage to leave their name.

    It comes with the territory. I consider it a compliment since it's always the same people (IP Address always matches up).

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  2. Congrats on reaching the 1 year mark! I enjoy reading your blog, and although I don't care for the Pro-Vikings slant, since I am a New York Giants fan, your passion and humor keep me coming back everyday.

    -arfmax

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  3. Dude, your blog saved me from buying any part of Triple Suck. That's huge. Even though I had a one in two shot of pulling a WHITE WHALE, I resisted, because you gave a good argument and backed it up.

    So, I'm actually a hundred in some bucks richer because I read your blog. And that's good.

    --PTOWNPADRE

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  4. That's absolutely ridiculous. The world would not be a better place if you killed yourself. The would would be a better place if a big fat asteroid plowed into the Yellowstone caldera and killed EVERYBODY. You're not special! ;)

    Keep up the good work and may you have many more hate comments to come. (maybe even one or two more from me!)

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  5. I don't always agree with everything you post, however, I do enjoy your style of writing and you crack me up at times. Keep up the good work!

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  6. If you ever need a reason to NOT off yourself per anon's orders, then just think, without your blog, nobody would ever get to my blog. And therein lies the travesty.

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  7. Did you ever find out why your blog wasnt updating on my list? Reflux is one of like 10 with that problem. No idea how to fix it.

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  8. I dont really need to get pussy any more, funny enough, and if I did, my wife would be pretty angry.

    Interesting addition to the conversation. Thank you for taking the time to write this contribution.

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  9. PLEASE tell me that was Chris Olds with the relations advice. PLEASE!

    As far as the updating goes, it seems to have fixed itself. I thought you did it. It may have something to do with when your site refreshes the list. I was doing some html editing this morning when it happened.

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  10. I've seen horrors... horrors that you've seen. But you have no right to call me a murderer. You have a right to kill me. You have a right to do that... but you have no right to judge me. It's impossible for words to describe what is necessary to those who do not know what horror means. Horror. Horror has a face... and you must make a friend of horror. Horror and moral terror are your friends. If they are not then they are enemies to be feared. They are truly enemies. I remember when I was with Special Forces. Seems a thousand centuries ago. We went into a camp to inoculate the children. We left the camp after we had inoculated the children for Polio, and this old man came running after us and he was crying. He couldn't see. We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. The genius. The will to do that. Perfect, genuine, complete, crystalline, pure. And then I realized they were stronger than we. Because they could stand that these were not monsters. These were men... trained cadres. These men who fought with their hearts, who had families, who had children, who were filled with love... but they had the strength... the strength... to do that. If I had ten divisions of those men our troubles here would be over very quickly. You have to have men who are moral... and at the same time who are able to utilize their primordial instincts to kill without feeling... without passion... without judgment... without judgment. Because it's judgment that defeats us.

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  11. I think someone has read, 'Are You There God? It's Me, Margaret' one too many times.

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  12. I hate you and your blog. At least once a day, when I read it I am filled with rage. I don't like football cards, yet I still read your blog and hate it. It sucks! I read this post three times, it got worse each time. I click on the ads on your site just to see if the products/services offered are as crappy as your blog. They are. I purchase things from them just so they will make enough money that they can stop advertising on your stupid little blog.

    I am sure I will hate the next years worth of posts just as much!

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  13. Oh, crap... That was supposed to be anonymous.

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  14. Whenever I have access to a computer, I read your blog - not that I always agree with what you say, and if I don't, I let you know.

    Now, your blog spends a fair bit of time bad-mouthing specific individuals and groups of people (and Bad-mouthing is a nice way of putting it). I thus have to say I am disappointed that you then censor people who bad mouth you. Now, if someone called you a child molester I would understand.

    However I know that you censor people who just have a go at you without saying such things. Why? Because you didn't publish a comment on the dunk contest and how idiotic it is for anyone to like this - inclding yourself. Now what was said in it was not as bad as some of the things you have said about other people on here, so the question is why didn't you publish it?

    Now it is your blog, you can choose to put on it what you want. But it smacks of hypocricy for you to criticise someone like beckett for the way they try to censor people for criticising them or the things they say about them, when you do the same thing at times.

    Otherwise keep up the (mostly) good work.

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  15. The way your dad looked at it, this watch was your birthright. He'd be damned if any slopes gonna put their greasy yellow hands on his boy's birthright, so he hid it, in the one place he knew he could hide something: his ass. Five long years, he wore this watch up his ass. Then when he died of dysentery, he gave me the watch. I hid this uncomfortable piece of metal up my ass for two years. Then, after seven years, I was sent home to my family. And now, little man, I give the watch to you.

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  16. Gellman,

    How is the Anon on this comment thread adding anything to the discussion with his block quotes from pulp fiction?

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  17. Im going to be honest, I didnt have the chance to read the comment before approving.

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