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April 28, 2003

The Last Word

Poor, widdle Rev is upset about my changing his comments here. How do I know? Oh, simply because he's whining about it in an e-mail to me and a couple other bloggers (and he calls me whiny? Look in the mirror, pumpkin).

So, here's the last word on it, Rev. Actually, two of them. Tough shit. You've been warned countless times to cool it with the vitriol - and each time, you have refused. You have only yourself to blame, so get over it.

You think I'm oppressing you because you disagree with me? God, you sound like the Dixie Chicks or Martin Sheen. One need only look around to see that I don't mind disagreement - what I do mind (and you know this already) is, well, you. You, as a human being, entirely separate from any arguments you may care to make. I. Don't. Like. You.

And, trust me, I'm not alone in that sentiment.

Got it? Good.

You want me to be accountable for changing your comments? Uh, I admitted to it right in the comments thread. There was nothing secretive about it. You're literate, right? Or are you really just a room full of monkeys who get lucky when writing screeds?

Nevermind, I don't want to know - I still won't like you, regardless. Have a nice day!

Oh, and be sure to visit his site in the coming days! He's threatening to use that poor, armless Iraqi boy's story in order to mock me - and he says we're the ones who exploit the boy? Yeah, right!

We regret the loss of innocent life - and he uses it for laughter. That's the sign of a sick, sad, little man, no? Someone should send him a kitten.

For those who like to see how our friend really works, here's his e-mail, verbatim, for your viewing pleasure:

Date: Mon, 28 Apr 2003 10:14:39 -0700 (PDT)
From: Reverend Mykeru (mykeru@yahoo.com)
Subject: RE: WWR Andy Goes Orwellian
To: andy

Oh, and one more thing, Andy:

Are you now denying your unspeakable
self-gratification using photographs of underage
armless Iraqi children?

I have several of your emails in which you admit to
getting off on pictures of "collateral damage". Now, a
cynical person would claim that such emails are in the
same vein as the adulterated comments you created on
your site. But I will post the emails in which you
confess to your sick and twisted fantasies with proper
headers in place and with a link to your site along
with your admittedly hearsay accounts of what Vicky
does with large dogs and a jar of Skippy and, like
Fox, I'll report, and they'll decide.

Have a nice day.

P.S. Looking over the emails in question, I had always
thought the word was spelled "jism" and that
"buttplug" was one word. However, I will not take the
liberty of correcting your errors in spelling.

Classy! It's nice to see a boy do his momma proud!

This post has been edited to be kinder and gentler, as I'm tired of letting such nonsense bother me. Thanks for understanding. Additionally, perhaps editing his comments wasn't the best thing in the world - by themselves they were a stark reminder of just what kind of individual he is. I apologize for depriving you of the moment.

Posted by Andy at 10:55 AM





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