Friday, February 16, 2007

To All You Ignorant, Inbred Rednecks

I'm no longer astounded yet still amused at the vitriolic comments increasingly left by you right-wing nutbars. You know who you are. Nine out of ten of you are named "anonymous," presumably because that gives you the Dutch Courage to pursue your rants. Most of you are far too craven and cowardly to leave your name or e-mail identification.

Your favourite derisive term seems to be "sick." To say something critical of Steven Harper or Rush Limbaugh or Ann Coulter or George Bush or the Global War Without End on Terror is "sick." Yeah, ...okay.

Some of you, such as the guy who goes by "Ex-NDIP" seem to have figured out that your comments will be posted here but only so long as they're free of any excessive invective (You can still call me many things but "sick" goes way too far). To the contrary, even ill-informed or ill-conceived views are welcome because, without them, there can be no debate, no honing of perspective and values.

There are, however, others who simply want to hurl insults, to snarl and spit from the security of obscurity. Here's what I really need to say to you. I've had a career dealing with your type and you're about as predictable as the waterfowl migration or, sunrise.

Where I once truly appreciated seeing your kind was when I was having you sworn in before a court reporter or a judge. The look that came over your face (and there was just the one, one very common face) was a reward unto itself. Suddenly it struck you that it was showtime, the moment of truth. For once in your life you had to stand by your boastful invective and defend yourself against your own words. Best of all, it was me you were stealing obviously fearful glances of and I could always tell.

Today, of course, it's all on the internet. That really doesn't change the fact that I know you guys and I know you really, really well. I've seen you all so many times before, I can quite often put a real person's face and a name to your comment. I realize it's not yours but it is a person so very much like you.

But I digress. As I cannot make you defend your invective, pleased be advised I'm simply going to delete it. If, however, you would like to invite me to your site, I'd be pleased to respond.

Better yet, let's form teams.

The One, The Only, The Mound-Of-Sound.

5 comments:

audacious said...

well said.

Anonymous said...

Well put and I applaud you. I do go a anonymous from time to time because I really don't comment much. I do feel the need when a fact is distorted or even blatantly comes out as a lie.

So, I will sign my name this time and from now on because I'm not hiding and realize even if I only comment very few times, I need some sort of identity behind my views.

Sandi

canuckistanian said...

i think ex-ndip is a clueless valleygirl, cause s/he is always writing: "like, you fiberals are like total kleptocrats and are like such sleazeballs and like stephen harper is like sooo sexy i want to like jump his bones...like totally". i have made fun of ex-ndip several times and it seems to have worked as they stopped using "like" eight times per sentence. needless to say, the person is one of the most prolific trolls.

The Mound of Sound said...

Ex-NDIP. You've made an awful lot of noise about getting the identities of climate scientists who support Kyoto but you've shown no willingness to go to sources such as the IPCC to get that information. I'm sorry, but that makes your complaints farcical, even ridiculous. I don't have their names but they can be had if you want to do more than gripe. The choice is yours unless you're not really sincere about this.

Anonymous said...

I have read comments from some pretty ignorant people. It seems the holy water that makes them shrink and recoil is education. Going to University opens ones mind and broadens, not limits, views. It's much easier and safer to stay in the corner and lash out with childlike taunts then to get out there and debate in a democratic society. Ever seen Ann Coulter being taken to task? Sweaty top lip, darting eyes and out comes the claws and the infantile retorts.

Nadine