Category: Attention Trolls™

People that just can’t seem to take enough punishment from me. They must be masochists.

No more drama in my life…

Posted on by Eric Brooks

In the immortal words of the ever-so-sultry Mary J. Blige:
“So tired, tired, tired of all this drama”

Actually… no I’m not. :0)
Hee hee!

*Gets on piano and starts to play the theme to “The Young and the Restless”*

(Starts soliloquy)
You see… this is all bullshit I’m reading.
Just a pack of Attention Trolls™ whining…
Rather than just admit you were wrong
You just keep it going with self-righteous rants…

You stick up for truly disturbed people
You don’t see the gazillion private emails that *almost* got to me
When that didn’t work, then she resorted to kicking people close to me in the teeth
At the worse possible moments
All for the horrendous crime of being my friend
And you keep your eyes shut for that too… youuuuu moron!

What do you think of your friends now?
Oh, like you would even admit it to me
You’re just a jerk pretending to be noble
And I can’t help but throw my head back and laugh at you

* Little Midgets come out and give everyone the finger and wave ’em like they just don’t care *

I know your game now, you moronic little turds
Your spineless posts that you wont stand behind
You are a c-c-c-c-cowarrrrrrrd!
And I can’t help but throw my head back and laugh at you

*ow! that last one hurt.*
*I’m ok.*

So… what bothers you more?
The fact that I spend such *little* time thinking about you morons?
Even *less* effort, kicking your butts up and down the web?
The fact that I don’t link back?
Or the fact that no one is listening to you?

Or is it the guilt eating you up inside as you KNOW you fucked up, and made yourselves social pariahs?
Still rationalizing with your flawed logic
You’re the ones still talking about it…
You’re the ones who think everything I say pertains to *you* somehow…
Remember the “Digital Boomerang”? The “Fuck You Song”?

As much as I’d like to take credit for the dramas your insecurities created…
You did this *to yourselves*… all *by yourselves*. :0)
No one will listen because they know you’re full of crap…
We really have to get you guys a hobby, ‘cuz this is getting pathetic.

*(I’d throw my head back and laugh at you some more… but it’s still sore. Hope you’ll understand if I just quietly giggle at you and the delusional world you created. I’ll be here in the corner, k?)*

Back to living my life again…. with a little less dead weight around here.
But at least I know where to go when I need a good laugh.

Just know, for all the horrible things you guys said and did… I forgive you.

(I know, I know… I should have just kept ignoring them… )

Weird phone call day

Posted on by Eric Brooks

Well, it’s official… Skarlet is my first official ping for her “Weird Phone calls“.

Only three people in the entire country *DIDN’T* know yesterday was a National Holiday…

…and they *ALL* seemed to find her.

I do believe today’s message came darn close though. It was anonymous left to our editor, which I had to hear in case the story ran on the web. It involves the closing of a chain of stores and the photo had an employee crying at the prospect of losing her job:

The phone call:
“I can’t believe you put a BLACK WOMAN on your front page!!! I swear to God, I’ll never buy your paper again if you don’t remember that WHITE PEOPLE come first…. those goddamn Blacks are ruinin’ everything here!!!”

Of course my only response was “well, a ‘heil hitler’ to you too, sir!”, followed by much laughter and jokes involving generations of inbreeding by our staff.

We will miss his patronage… as well as “Mr. Bunker’s” wit and wisdom.

Aw hell, we were also called “Socialists” in the “Letters to the Editors” page today, because we all think Ashcroft is a totalitarian asswipe (my words, not the papers. I’m paraphrasing.)

The phone call was anonymous, of course.
And if it makes a difference to anyone out there, the woman was Puerto Rican, not Black. I know her.

Welcome to 1950’s Mississippi.
*pops alka seltzer, yet still can’t control the giggling over stoopidity*

I guess I owe you an explaination…

Posted on by Eric Brooks

Why are you such a self-absorbed, evil, hateful, arrogant, spiteful little prick?
I’m an only child?

Why can’t you talk about the…?
Because I can’t. All my friends were privately emailed about what’s happened.
Drop it, okay?

You mean it didn’t…?
No. it didn’t.

Why did you leave Surreally?
I love kd with all my heart, and I owe her the world for so many things. I hate seeing her stuck in the middle every time I decide have, uh, fun. She has a business to run, and having a guy that feels the internet is his litterbox there is not a good thing for it.

Truth be told, I was simply planning on finishing out the rest of my sentence offline (hey, it’s only another 5 months…). Next thing I know, Faith and Patti had a spot set up for me.

Not sure if I’m up to blogging again… not that it’s ever stopped me before.

Are you gonna stay at *this spot* for a while?
It would appear so… but don’t look for daily updates, okay?

What’s it like being dead?
Very abstract… like a weird dream. Sometimes, I turn around and look out the window. Sometimes the window isn’t there. It’s very, very cold too. Like permanent Autumn.
Continue reading “I guess I owe you an explaination…”

How I spent my summer vacation…

Posted on by Eric Brooks

You see? YOU SEE????!!!

See what happens when you talk crap about people, blow things out proportion, and threaten to expose the secret identities of the four members of the cartel of super-powered hyper bitches known as “The Loop”… and what happens?

You get unplugged.

The week of tech hell climaxes with a line from Quest going down, and me left without internet service *AND* a website (among a bunch of very irate business owners across the Poconos)….

Today’s Ugly Scale: 8

So I get it….
I’ll submit to “The Loop” and be good.

… for now.
*EvilGrin*

The web, real or fake?

Posted on by Eric Brooks

Some people feel that the web is too fake…

As I said in Lynn’s comments today, people’s websites are people telling their *OWN* stories.

“It’s not that different on the web. It’s still people, and ‘their side of the story’. People need to realize that the very nature of a weblog is someone ‘telling their story’. You will only know what they want you to know. It doesn’t make it right or wrong.

It’s all as real or as fake as you allow it to be.”

If you ask me, I have found the web to be way too damn real in the past few months.

What do you think?

KayCee Nicole: One Year Later

Posted on by Eric Brooks

KayCee Nicole... a bright new Angel in the heavensI’m not gonna lie to you. I cried like a baby at my desk.

My boss gave me a little time to go outside, have a cigarette, compose myself.

I’m actually remembering this as I just saw Miz Kitty’s Post, and Dan’s thoughts on the matter.

I never understood the anger afterward though. People, no one ever heard of before in KayCee’s circle of friends, showed up all over MetaFilter like rabid pitbulls, forming a mob. I have to question how much were they emotionally invested in this privately that they were suddenly so bitter and vicious (I mean to the point of obsession!) over it all.

Yes, the people closest to “KayCee” were shocked, hurt… and basically knocked for a loop as they just realized that they were living a lie.

But they didn’t stop caring after that.

A lot of you were there, so I won’t even attempt to re-write history. I defended her at MetaFilter, when I should have shut up and waited for the facts to come in. Ran my own private investigation, got called a “sicko”, watched my words get twisted by the same idiots that told you to “trust no one”, yet you questioned them… and they got loud and defensive.

*deep cleansing breath* Let’s not go there… that was then, this is now.

KayCee may not have been real, but what we all felt was. The turmoil we felt was “throwing out the baby with the bathwater”. Kind of screwed people up to think that they had such emotions invested in someone that never existed.

Was that really such a bad thing? To reach out and care for a total stranger??? Even if it means the risk of getting burnt?

Dan quotes a song based loosely on 1 Corinthians 13:1, which basically means that without love… it all means nothing..

On the web, it’s all pretty one sided. This weblog is no exception. You only can know what the author *wants* you to know. There may be another side to the story… it may be exaggerated… it may be pure unadulterated bullshit.

If it’s too great of a risk, then there are “Kaycee Nicoles” all around you in real life. It may not be leukemia…. they may be hungry, they may be homeless, they just may need someone to listen.

Are you gonna stop caring? Are you going to close your heart for good?

I can’t. It’s just not in my nature.

“I’d like to think if one of us needed something, we’d react the same way again.“

Awwww… you bet your bippy, Dan!
(Except maybe next time I’ll shut the f**k up on MetaFilter…) ;0)

Thanks guys. I really needed to see this. 🙂

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