No More Friday Q+A

I've had enough of the idiots who insult other people over on Ms Fits' Friday Q+A posts, at least one of whom was previously a friend of mine (in the blogosphere) before deciding to have a go at me in public and start a trend of leaving insults for me in the Q+A comments.

Friggin' hell, what's the big problem, anyway? I'm only being entertaining by mucking around and being silly -- and I don't care if they're interested in reading my comments or not. I'm not writing to anyone who's not interested; I'm writing to Ms Fits/the general public who read the comments and know my tongue is always firmly planted in my cheek. Instead, those tools are reading me 'seriously', when 'stupid jokester behaviour' (if anything) is all they should be reading into my comments.

Just relax, people.

So long as Ms Fits doesn't mind (and she said she doesn't, having pleaded with me to return when I disappeared from Friday Q+A for a week), I'll say/ask what I like.

If people don't want to read anything I have to say, here's a tip: Don't!

Anyone who complains about it is missing the point, especially the moron who thinks I was making references to going to school with Ms Fits for my own personal glorification. THAT WAS SARCASM, GENIUS. Read it in context of what the person before me had asked.

I feel like the Working Dog gang when they made Frontline. I won't clarify why/how. You know me; I'm too modest for that.

MORE SARCASM!

Most of my comments over there have been self-depreciating anyway. Get a clue.

At least I have the good grace to ignore other comments that don't interest me; isn't it funny how other people don't extend the same courtesy without feeling the need to be insulting? Oh well. "Rubber; glue", etc.

I love the Internet. How easily old bloggy friends can turn on you. Amazing.

I won't be returning to the Q+A posts. (Cue a resounding cheer from all over at Reasons You Will Hate Me.) Clearly it's going to be a trend to BEVIS-bash over there now, and I'm not even going to go read the comments anymore if they're aimed at firing me up or putting me down (two confusingly conflicting terms).

I knew the BEVIS limericks were going to cause a backlash, and they have. My questions alone didn't do it; they were just a bit of fun. It was how frequently my name kept popping up throughout the Q+A posts that did it, even when I hadn't left a comment myself. Readers got sick of seeing my name everywhere and it started to bug them (which is fair enough), but they failed to take into account that about half of those references were being made by other people. So the carefully-capped number of times I chimed in for laughs was outweighed by the number of times other people were talking about me or writing limericks about me, and suddenly those who didn't care were getting angry every time they saw my name.

I understand how that works; they're not conscious of how often I left a comment or asked a question; they just know that my name cropped up far too frequently for their liking. So they start telling me to shut up. I can understand it, but they're not being fair or thinking it through very rationally.

So the best way to deal with it is to avoid it entirely. Hopefully in time people will stop associating my Blogger name with the term "serial pest", because in a few short weeks that's how I've been labelled.

It's disappointing, because if you read my actual comments in their proper context (such as who I'm replying to), I'm actually just being an amusing little smartarse. I'm not insulting anyone or being mean, I'm not being politically or in any other way controversial, I'm really not rocking the boat at all.

But whatever. I don't want other people's misconceptions of me (caused by elements outside my control) to adversely affect my blogging time.

Best to leave well enough alone, I say. Let the fools continue to insult me behind my back if they want to. I hope they don't, but they probably will. For a while at least.

I'll continue to read Ms Fits' posts, but not her Friday Q+A ones anymore. It's just not worth the hassle and grief.


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