The Blog Nazis: "NO POST FOR YOU!!"

I got censored this past week. I was doing a bit of blog-jousting with the noodleheads over at one of the most mindless blogsites I browse, Jessica's Well. I apparently drew their ire while trying to make my point about hypocrytical posting. But trying to make sense out of a conversation with and to these butt pirates, is like trying to sale emergency flares in the middle of a California wildfire; just a waste of time.

First, I must say it is in their really bad taste to use something from someone else's past that can elicit horrible memories as the name of a public forum. I am sure that the noodleheads could come up with something much better like: Bush's Nose Candy Shop, or Claytie's Weather Updates, or even Auswitch Pizzas. It just doesn't sit well.

Second, these Limbaugh clones (read: big bags o' wind), can't seem to grasp that people in the community don't always agree with their points of view and will, on occasion, step up to the plate to demonstrate how full of crap they truly are. They rant against which ever public figure they wish by posting pictures like that of a urinal adorned with a woman's face and various bits of prose that ridicule and debase anyone who dares not agree with their postings, and it is such a game to them. They seem to thrive on baiting people into discussions and then insulting them repeatedly; which is all good until you play their game better than they do, at which point they censor you and claim that you have gone beyond good taste, which is quite humorous as it is the very thing they do.

At this point, they decided to remove my posts, because they couldn't bear to be upstaged on their own blog. Sure, what I posted was rude, crass and insensitive; but no more than the putrid content they already are known to throw up on their blog site. I guess now and then even a bunch of old farts can still "pick up their ball and go home" with their panties in a wad. So, all that is left to say is that Theocritus, Old Otto, Walsingham and Bob are all good candidates for the "Titty-baby of the Year" Award. Now I hope they enjoy their slices of "shut the phuque up" pie.