Gut Rumbles

June 01, 2003

an ode

When I started blogging, I did it to vent a lot of inner demons. I wrote honestly and I wrote from my soul. I didn't give a damn where the chips fell. I still don't.

I was pleased when my traffic picked up, and once I was able to send visitors to new blogs I discovered, I was both happy and proud to do that. I mentioned before that I wished someone like ME had been around when I got started.

I got hit by some of the Tall Dogs, but I didn't send them tittie-pictures, troll them or promise them blow-jobs for a link. They liked what I wrote and linked it. They found it on their own. I always thought blogging was like putting a note in a bottle and casting it into the sea. Maybe it will wash ashore somewhere and someone will read it, or maybe not.

I was stupid to do that.

You want to get famous fast? I've seen how that's done. You suck off people's knowledge about how to set up a site, ditch them when you've sucked the goodie out, run through their blogrolls and mass email everybody with links to your posts, troll constantly and show your titties. Then, turn around and shit on everyone who helped you get started because you are BIG TIME now, and you don't need those little shits anymore.

When NZ Bear offers a chance for "microbes" to be noticed, elbow everybody out of the way and sit your already-primate ass in the driver's seat. Behave like a combination of a whore and a used-car salesman. Use every trick in the book. Never rest in your quest to climb, using whoever you have to step on to do it.

If that's what blogging is about, I want no part of it.

Yeah, venomous kate, I'm talking about your campaign. (Whoo-hoo! There's another LINK!!!! for you!!!!!) I just THOUGHT my ex-wife was a bloodless cunt. That was before I encountered YOU.

Go forth and prosper, you demented woman. May you receive all the adoration and traffic you seek. May everything you did as you clawed your way up the ladder prove to be worthwhile in your slitted, serpentine eyes. You are indeed a snake.

But you can kiss MY Cracker ass.

You made blogging ugly. You made it a marketing scheme, with the emphasis on SCHEME. You seldom write, but you SCHEME constantly.

And if you don't like this post, then fucking sue me, lawyer-bitch.

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