The Angry Internet Persona

After such a long absence and an even longer neglect of the nuts and bolts of my blog, e.g, listed blog rolls, websites, etc., I decided to purge the ones abandoned by their previous owners, sift out the sites that had been closed. locked up and key tossed.  It was time to clean up my act.  Not a complete make over, but at least sweep the floor and dust the shelves.

I started with my main page and the various sites and blogs I have listed for you my audience.  Truth be told, I know I use them more than anyone else.  It is easier than finding them in my cluttered blog file in the bookmarks section buried deep in the gulliwots of my 'puter.

I deleted some, but found it hard to lose some also.  "They might post again", I thought.  "I always enjoyed reading his/her thoughts."  So I left many on the page alone like a lover leaving the back door open hoping the light of their life returns.  Hmm... Well I did not actually look at it that way when I did it.  I just thought of it that way now and felt the need to draw the example that had briefly rested for a moment, long enough to remember it had been by.



Any-who.......While dubbing around with old E friends and looking for new ones, I stumbled upon a blog whose internet persona is so negative, it makes my random dips into the depths of shitty outlooks look like Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm in a bad mood.  If you don't know Rebecca, then think of the most irritatingly optimistic person you know.  The guy ( I call him a guy, because the persona is definitely emitting male rays).... This guy has nothing good to say about almost everything.  Even when he is congratulating someone, something, he still manages to insult and denigrate them first.  

I love it.  I am not sure if I like his posts or the comments after the most.  This guy has insulting down.  The best flinger of flames I have ever encountered.  And for that, he deserves a well done, atta boy, keep on keeping on trophy from me to him with love and kisses.

If you feel like having somebody tear down your ego, ruin your day, or just want to read the ramblings of a man filled with more hate than a Tea Bagger at an anti gun rally, then you can find him here.  And please do not tell him I sent you.  Not sure what he might say if he knew I was a fan.

One of his prime focal points is the over abundance of fakers out here in the Internet fog..  Men pretending to be women, Kids pretending to be adults, uncool pretending to be very cool.  He thinks, and this is but my opinion.   I am sure he would tell me I am wrong with as much venom as possible, ...well he feels the Internet is full of assholes who use aliases because they don't have the balls to post as themselves.  He has a fixation on uncool kids from high school projecting cool kid images when they become adults.  At the same time he rants and raves about all us fake personas, he uses one himself.  And just to make it appear he has a regular audience, he uses fake names to comment on his own blog.  

I know, or at least feel he is pulling our legs, yanking our chain and laughing at how clever his humor is even if there are not too many people who would get it.  I am not sure I get it.  But I do enjoy his insults.  They are top line.

Later................................................

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I googled the image to find out who was responsible and Google informed me their best guess was Angel Boligan Corbo, a Cuban cartoonist living in Mexico.  I checked out some of his stuff.  Lots of talent.