You knew he was a no-good kid
But when he opened your thighs with a dick this size
What a fag!
Makes you gag!
Und I. . .
. . . should probably stop that to maintain plausible deniability.
It's not pure narcissism (potential, guilt-free use of the N-word there, if you need it), looking at the referral logs. It's also educational. I learn things about myself by what other people write about the place. F'r instance, I'm part of a Clan:
Ok; Recently it has come to my knowledge that there is a group of people (who I will refer to as the burning cross clan or BCC for short) in this world who's sole purpose is to progress racism, discrimination and the idea that Black people/African American people are somehow always being held to task or ranted on by anyone of the opposite race.
Just the use of the phrase "opposite race" let me know this was a person of rare insight. Actually, it's not that rare, more's the pity, but think about that for more than two seconds. Which is all it deserves. Opposite?
Christopher Warner continues:
There are more blogs out there that tend to do this than not and the confirmation came recently from an article on Uppity-Negro. The connotation of the name has a meaning I'm sure, I'm not sure why someone would want to use such connotation to promote a website; even if it's not negative it promotes the ideas they so vehemently fight. I'm sure the author/owner of said website would not like to be called an Uppity Negro by anyone from a different race however he'd use the connotation in good terms and no one else would be able to I guess. I'm not sure exactly what goes through the mind of a BCC member; I simply digress. In any event feel free to read the above and follow it; I'm gonna be pretty frank.
Never thought TV's Frank was that pretty myself, but I liked Pearl Forrester actress Mary Jo Pehl's commentaries on NPR. Her (she? That should be she, shouldn't it? Doesn't sound right, and I have native speaker intuitions, so fuck you) and Heather Havrilesky/Polly Esther brought voices rarely heard in. . . what was I talking about?
Oh, right. Um, he goes on to try raising the corpse of that pointless little spat with Dawn Olsen and Rachel Lucas, which really wasn't that fun the first time around. Although you could see it as a precursor to the Joe Boxer ad controversy, if you squint a little.
No wait, they haven't. Old folks? Y'know, Xavier, I could probably fry her computer with an electromagnetic pulse if you give me her IP address.
RHPS, MST3k, Dune and X-Men in one post. Think that's setting a record for something.
Anyway, one last thing:
If anyone wants to link to this story feel free; You may also only reproduce the work in it's original entirety. Quoting taking out of context will be treated as slander and basically I will take your ass to court.
Want to know more? Use a fucking search engine, you lazy bum. You think I'm wading around the remains of Suck looking for Heather's archive?
Silly me. I forgot to mention what I'd learned. I had no idea I was promoting this website at all, let alone with the Uppity-Negro name. Isn't there a blog called Angry White Gir. . . never mind. Logic. Has no place in such debates.
What am I meant to be vehemently fighting? Thought I was nihilistic, bordering on suicidal.
There's also an, um, response to the earlier non-debate, though how it could reasonably be called that when I only became aware of it's existence now is beyond me. He calls Rachel a "chick".
Due to fucked-up shit, Rachel is currently packing a .38.
I would have no problems testifying under oath that I was chatting with her on IM at the time of the shooting. Or with dumping the body, although I assure you there is not a sign in front of my building that says "dead cracka storage."