Did you know there are actually a bunch of low traffic, negligibly interesting, obsessive web sites out there dedicated to hating me? I know. Weird. I can understand disliking me, that’s not at all surprising…but to really, really detest me, and then spend hours scrutinizing every post and every comment on Pharyngula to find things you don’t like, and then to spend more time scribbling up poorly written rebuttals on the most obscure website you can create, well, that’s what I find incomprehensible.
What I do sort of understand, though, is the desire to be noticed. Invariably, these same sad obsessives who have been toiling away at an utterly neglected blog will write to me, demanding that I notice them.
Imagine how you would feel if someone spent months gathering shit and then sculpting it into a crude bust of yourself (well, they say it’s you…but it’s more like a lump of sagging sludge), and then unveiled it to you and declared their intent to expand it into a monumental equestrian statue, because they hate you so much. “Look at me, look at me!” they scream.
OK, look at “Bob Jones”.
Hello, Mr. Myers. To avoid wasting any of your time, I will now inform you that this is an email from one of your detractors. You may stop reading this now and delete it if you wish.
However, if you are curious as to what I have to say, let me first make a few things clear.
I don’t like you. In fact, I think you’re a downright horrible person with very few redeeming qualities. I find myself disagreeing with a great many of the views and opinions you express on your blog, and I find some of them downright abhorrent. However, I am not the kind of person who would resort to threats or petty flaming directed at you (what would that accomplish, after all?).
I simply wrote this to let you know that, for the past several months, I have been running a feature on my (admittedly very minimalist) tumblr, known as “The Pharnygula Round-Up”, in which I read each of your new blog entries and comment on them.
Said tumblr can be found at
Don’t let the name fool you, it’s mostly a deliberately exaggerated, over-the-top version of my actual stance. I do try to be fair, and I will (reluctantly) admit whenever you actually have a point. I will also use harsh llanguage to call you out, but that is, again, partly an affectation particular to my “internet persona”, so to speak. People tend to find that kind of thing more entertaining, somehow. Nonetheless, all of the views and opinions stated on the site accurately represent my views at the time of writing.
You may, of course, feel free to completely disregard this e-mail (if you haven’t already), as you probably don’t care enough to visit my page (I know I wouldn’t, were I in your position). But I just figured that if I’m going to run an online feature dedicated to criticizing someone, they at least deserve to know about it.
In one of his posts, he says that he’s a
27-year-old virgin who has never even been on a date. Guy, I can understand why. Stop hating feminists and SJWs, stop reading the terrible awful blog of a person you despise, get out and do something constructive with your life. You’re just the saddest case of futile self-loathing who has contacted me lately, and I’m honestly feeling sorry for you.
Yeah, the guy you hate so much is unimpressed by your efforts and is moved to pity. That’s the effect your blog has. You need to change, man.