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Archive for March 22nd, 2008

Mar
22

The Comment I Love to Hate

I can’t get over this comment. I think I love it. It’s so mean, when I first saw it, it gave me a sick feeling. Then I read it over a few more times and I started falling in love with it because of its peculiar illogic and unintentional humor. I couldn’t bring myself to delete it out of my admin panel even though I never let it go through on the blog. I moderate comments to some degree in order to keep nutballs from interfering with my happy place. I like my blog to be a happy place. I don’t, intentionally, post anything to offend anyone. I like to celebrate what is beautiful. And yet, sometimes, some people leave nasty comments. I usually just hit the Delete button. But with this one, I couldn’t hit Delete. I didn’t let the comment go through to the blog, but I saved it. I think it’s my favorite mean comment ever!!!!

And now you know–if you post a “really good” mean comment, some day, I might post it and along with it your IP address and email address. Maybe I’ll create a Hall of Honor!

Here it is (and this comment is from December, right after I launched my new blog design, so the “ugly” he’s referring to is my current blog design):

Brad Pitt | stupidperson@gmail.com | whogivesashit.com | IP: 67.142.130.27

it’s ugly really really ugly. You should probably just go ahead and shoot yourself because it is that ugly. Oh and by the way you are stupid. You cannot be a farmer because you are that stupid. You cannot can food because you forget how to can food properly so that you don’t get food poisoning. But you know forget that I said that. Stupid people deserve food poisoning.

God Bless.

Dec 8, 4:16 PM

OHMYGOD! First of all, it’s from BRAD PITT!!! Wow, Angelina must have been really mean that day cuz he was in a bad mood!

Now let’s analyze what is really so fun and illogical about this comment. They posted their email address as from “stupidperson” I figure this isn’t a real email address, but if any of you want to email BRAD PITT (!!!) there it is, go for it. By using this as their email address, they basically call themselves stupid, then go on in the comment to tell me how stupid I am. I’m stupid, too stupid to be a farmer, I should shoot myself, and if I don’t do that, hopefully I’ll die of food poisoning.

But the best part is when they sign off with God Bless. Maybe, maybe, the whole comment wouldn’t fascinate me so much if it didn’t end with God Bless. It’s the coup de gras, the cherry on top, the hilarity of the entire piece.

And it’s from BRAD PITT!! Don’t forget that part.

Then I think, what is so weird about me that I love to hate this comment and can’t quite let it go?

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22

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Steve-the-Builder’s ladder makes a handy catwalk off the back porch onto the hill!

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