It’s really good to come to the blog these days and see that I have ZERO spam to put down.  🙂  Glad to know I bonked off the site the one or two spammers that were troubling us; you are NOT missed.  🙂

So…Twitter.

Yet another social site that I belong to (you can see my tweets on the lower right of the blog) and a way to communicate with my fans, let you know my innermost thoughts and such.  But within a character limit of 140 letters.  That rule can bite me in my lower regions.  🙂  Point is…I haven’t been using it much lately…the reason being my “haters”.  There’s two of them that I’m specifically talking about here, and the both of them are Masters of what I’ve dubbed the “Twitterendo”.  Defined:

Twitterendo:  Using Twitter to spread hateful propaganda about an enemy in a way that doesn’t say who you’re hating on specifically, but leaves enough room for the reader to know EXACTLY who you’re talking about.  EXAMPLE:

“I see certain people have done certain things. That’s certainly awful and even tho I’m talking bad about them I’m still BETTER than them because what they did is certainly something I’D never do. Certainly.”

It’s cowardice PERSONIFIED; striking at someone you hate with vile venom and not having to suffer the consequences for it…I liken it to all the “attack ads” you see when it comes election time; you say PLENTY about your opponent, but literally NOTHING about yourself as a candidate; only that the ad was approved by some money fund somewhere.  It’s vile, crude, and almost animalistic…and I was letting it effect me somewhat in that I wasn’t posting much at Twitter to not let my haters get any ammunition from it and use it against me.  A good strategy, per se…but it left a silence between me and my fans that I don’t like and really should have gotten past months ago when I blocked both of them from ANY ability to communicate with me thru e-mail, FetLife or any other forms of online communication.

I’m trying to take a new path in life, one that purges all forms of negativity from me…that was the reason I blocked them both.  I see their vile garbage about myself or friends of mine, it elicits an emotional response (anger…I’m that much human, at least), so I make it so I can’t see it.  Simple as that…and besides, why would I WANT to read the ravings of a child trapped in an adult’s body?  Since when do such ravings AMOUNT to anything anyway?

THEY DON’T.

Both of them are small fools who need to get over themselves and destroy the hate they have and turn that introspection that they seem to possess about other people WITHIN and start making THEMSELVES better without childishly, needlessly, foolishly lashing out at the world, trying to make themselves look better by comparison than the people they hate.  I’d throw out the word “jealous”…but that would be lashing out myself, and I’m not certain of that fact, and I wouldn’t want to make assumptions where I know nothing…that’s THEIR job.  🙂

I don’t make deals with Satan as one of them told their Twitter feed about me, by the way…that was the vilest of the attacks.  It’s long since faded into the ether, but it’s still stuck with me as something I truly despise and the defining moment of this crisis.  I coined the word “Twitterendo” from this moment…I can’t BEGIN to tell you how ANGRY I was when I saw that tweet; looking back upon it still scares me, I was so angry.  And angry over what, really?  That’s the crux of this and why I feel he need to write this and become more active again within the online community of public sites I write on like Twitter and FetLife…tho I do have to watch my step at FL as one of them filed a “FetLife Restraining Order” (essentially the site telling both parties to grow up and ignore each other)  on me for asking what I’d done now.   It is what it is.

Expect to see my “Twitter Widget” on the blog to be a LOT more active…and if you keep anything at all from my ramble here, folks, its this: If you need to know ANYTHING about me, don’t listen to my “haters”, as they know LITERALLY NOTHING ABOUT ME…simply ask me.  The only thing haters know is what they WANT you to know; and that kind of garbage is only written from the poor opinion they posses about themselves and a need to feel better about themselves thru bringing others down…I refuse to be brought down again by both of them.  They will be what they will be…I can only be me, and if they don’t like that, they can go fuck themselves.  HARD.  🙂

Yours in overly-worded bloggage,

Tolstoy