Author : Sure (IP: 72.39.153.218 , d72-39-153-218.home1.cgocable.net)
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Wow does this site ever suck! What the fuck is the point of this emmo cry baby site?
I think their should be laws about emmo queens using the internet. Shot on site.

Build a real site. No one cares about about your emmo rants. You are not important. I know you think you are, but your not. Again your site sucks. Just so you know. And for the donate button:

Here is all I am gonna donate to you, some advice.

GET A JOB YOU FUCKING WELFARE BUM!

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Yup. It's back. Again.

And it posted its comment on an old search query report post.

So, yeah. That's kinda boring.

Thank you very much for your willingness to participate in this survey. Please answer the questions below.

No, thank you for spamming me, and giving me a good reason to cite largely from your [ahem] 'original source' for criticism which may be characterized by some as 'fair and reasonable'.

1) What are you trying to achieve in life?

I'm so glad you asked.

I'm interested in the same things as everyone else. Y'know, a relatively normal -- if unnaturally long and cat-filled -- life spent mostly deep inside a cave, perhaps on an island in the middle of a lake, talking to my precious about ending Scientology, and singing about fish. I also hope to string together the longest run-on sentence ever, and I want it to be full of unoriginality.

Should I just make a list instead? Yeah, that's probably what you want. Okay. What am I trying to achieve in life....

• I would like to get people to stop taking things so seriously.
• I would like to be better at making fun of things.
• I would like for creativity to be an easier process for me.
• I would like to be able to inflict the pain I feel when I have a migraine on others.
• I would like to be better at talking about myself, so profiles and shit like this would be easier.
• I would like to end the abuse of various jokes, especially jokes ripped directly out of Monty Python skits, SNL, and other media. It would be my one humanitarian act.
• I hope to one day have an entire wall that's a screen, and not in the projector sense. I think maybe if someone could invent a paint, and some sort of stick-on interface, it could work. It would be especially neat if you could define the sizes of those screens, and have multiple screens on one wall through this method....
• I would like to live long enough to see people become aware enough to stop falling for certain scams [like Amway, 419s, and Scientology].
• I would like to live long enough to see people become aware enough to stop being such unbelievable hypocrites [like those who protest Scientology, but get offended when you point out that their own religion has sects with some of the same qualities].
• I hope to post this.
• I would like to go a month or so without forgetting little things, like SpamDay and PedoDay.
• I would like to come up with more things that I'm trying to achieve, but I obviously ran out a bit before I started answering the question.

2) What concerns do you have in life that you would like to remedy?

Concerns? I suppose my lack of concerns should be a concern that I should remedy. I feel another list coming on....

• I'd like to be able to order Coke from Amazon.com, and have it fall under my Amazon Prime benefits.
• I'm a bit concerned about this election year. I don't really fancy another round of kidergarten-level sandkickery in the form of campaign ads.
• I'm concerned that there aren't enough things open when I'm usually awake. I would like to see more 24/7 services -- especially governmental services.
• I'm concerned that I'll run out of steam again, and I won't be able to finish this.
• I'm concerned about people who complain about gas prices, but glare at me from the seat of their gigantic SUV as I walk by with my backpack. Actually, wait, no, I just find them funny. Nevermind.
• I might be concerned that people are taking me a little too seriously, but...no.
• I'm concerned that I have concerns that can't really be remedied.

3) What makes you feel that way (referring to the question above)?

Malignant, terminal apathy.

Wait, here:

• I feel that way because...I guess I got confused, and put the wrong thing in the wrong list. Is wanting to get Coke shipped to me with free two day shipping something I hope to achieve in life or a concern that I'd like to remedy? I don't know....
• Every election I've ever noticed has been full of childish bullshit. I'm sure this one will be no different. Also, I'm not fond of some of the candidates and their stances on videogames. So, I'm concerned.
• I just don't like going out during the day. In the winter, sometimes it's too bright, even though it's a lot colder at night. In the summer, it's just too damned hot during the day. I don't like that. I was a heat casualty once, and it's just not fun.
  And there are others with better reasons for not going out during the day out there. People who are actually allergic to sunlight. I bet they'd like to get their shopping and governmental crap done at night. And those people who work the night shift? They're people, too, and it's not really fair for them to have to disrupt their sleep schedule just to get some stupid, required shit done.
• I lost interest yesterday. Also, I'm newly concerned that I might skip something here and they might not match up. Not that it matters, since I'm [stupidly] using an unordered list instead of an ordered list.
• I find them funny because they're idiots, sitting there in their overly-large vehicles -- sometimes on their way to the store so they can sit there with the car running while someone else runs in to pick up the item they needed -- glaring at me for whatever reason. I can only assume it's because I have the audacity to be walking around while they're too busy to leave the comfort of their climate-controlled vehicles. It's not my fault, whatever the hell you're so pissed about. Leave me out of it.
• People take me seriously. But I'm not concerned about that so much anymore. There's obviously no point.
• Actually, I'm not even sure that my concerns are concerns in the sense of the original question. I'd have to see how Scientology defines 'concerns'....

4) If these things were resolved, what would happen?

Nothing. Well, nothing much. I think the parcel delivery man would be quite upset with me, and eventually in need of some form of pain management therapy from all the coke he'd be delivering, but everything else? Meh.

5) What worries people the most?

I'm not sure. What others think, if I had to venture a guess. Also: death, money, and the future...which is sorta like death and money combined. I'm betting mostly on 'what others think', though.

6) What country do you live in?

The United States of America, home of deep fried Snickers, the US Code, a crapload of litigious motherfuckers, and The Constitution. Now with 0 Trans Fat.

7) Profession/Occupation: [pulldown menu includes: Administrative, Arts/Entertainment, Blue Collar, Business Owner/Manager, Education, Government, Health, Housewife, Professional, Retired,
Sales/Marketing, Student, Technology, Unemployed, Other]

Occupation? Occupied. Manager in charge of Procrastination. Professional Hobbyist. Whatever business I may or may not have or be involved in is none of Scientology's.

8) Your gender:

Female, though some question that. You may, as well. That's not really my problem.

9) Your age: [pulldown menu includes; Under 18, 18-24, 25-34, 35-44, 45-54, 55 and over, Decline to state]

Well, I suspect that I'm definitely between Under 18 and Decline to state, which puts me at 'not of the proper age to be legally solicited by Scientology'.

10) Marital status: [pulldown menu includes: Single, Married, Divorced, Widowed, Boyfriend/Girlfriend, Engaged, Decline to State

Single? Mmm, no. Married? No. Divorced? I think you have to have been married for that. Widowed? I think I'd have to have been married for that, too. Boyfriend/Girlfriend? Why yes, I am both! Wait, what? Engaged? I'm not sure that's legal for a both boyfriend/girlfriend. Decline to state? Maybe I should go with that.

11) Your ethnic background: [pulldown menu includes: Caucasian (White), Black, Native American, Hispanic, Asian, Indian, Other]

What, no 'thetan'? Maybe that's other....

I'm going to have to go with 'human', which would also be 'other'.

Unless we're counting with the 'one drop rule', in which case we're all 'Black'....

12) Annual household income (before taxes): [pulldown menu includes: $25,000 or less, $26,000 - $50,000, $51,000 - $75,000, $76,000 to $100,000, $101,000 to $150,000, $151,000 to $200,000, $201,000 to $300,000, $301,000 or more, Decline to state]

Wow. Most detailed pulldown on the list. I wonder why....

I wonder which would get them to leave me alone, the 'or less' option, or 'Decline to state'?

Nice inclusion of the 'before taxes' bit, too. "How much can we bleed you for by telling you that it's all tax deductible. And how much of a return can we expect you to get, so we can harp on you when you get it, and get you to put it in your little Bridge fund?"

13) What is your highest level of education? [pulldown menu includes: Less than High School, High School Graduate, Some College/University, College/University Graduate, Technical School]

I don't see an option for 'a little bit too educated to fall for this shit.' Wait, that might even be 'Less than High School.' I've got more than that....

14) Have you done any services in Dianetics or Scientology? [yes or no]

[x] Why would I? I mean, seriously, why the hell would I ever pay for or even show an interest in seriously taking one of your silly 'services'? And, services? Please.

15) If yes, which one(s)?

Sorry, I spent my Potential Bridge Fund Monies on lead-coated tasty disease snacks from China. Much better investment, and way better for my health.

© 2003-2008Church of Scientology International. All Rights Reserved. For Trademark Information Privacy Policy

The things in blockquotes were copied directly from the survey I was spammed with, and including the original copyright notice from the bottom of the page should be enough to indicate that those things copied from there are, indeed, "© 2003-2008Church of Scientology International" . I think I can reasonably refer to the email as 'spam' because it was unsolicited, and commercial [assumed due to the 'Scientology' aspect, which leads me to believe that I'm about to be offered various courses and materials in exchange for money] in nature. My responses are, obviously, my responses, and not Scientology's property.

You do not have my permission to sue me.

I might have to educate you. I might have to show you the blatant obviousness that is my sidebar, or my website on the wayback machine. Or your own hypocrisy.

Or I might have to show you http://www.wikisposure.com/.

I don't know what it is, except that it's obviously a URL purchased because someone thought it'd be clever to have 'wiki' in front of something that makes very little sense as a word...maybe because they thought that's all you had to do to become a part of the wikimedia project. Or because they wanted to pretend they were part of it.

Oh, and it's a website just full of archived communications from people. Along with their names, addresses, pictures and phone numbers. Because that's what PeeJ does. And it doesn't appear that all these people are actually 'registered sex offenders', so you can't say that it's okay because of that....

I could go into this more, but I think I want to see where this stupid PeeJ threat on the chans is leading. This could be entertaining....

Wii now being blamed for Rise in Violence, Nintendo being Sued

Well this was bound to happen, a new report suggests that “concerned parents” are blasting the Wii for an incident involving a thirteen year-old who attacked three of his class mates. One parent who is the founder of Parents Against Wii movement is now planning to sue Nintendo for $52 Million (is this the only way to make money these days? Open up a non-profitable organization and give your self a nice salary or sue someone?) .

In fact Dewy’s Adventure is one of those games that are being blamed (WTH?)…

Click here for Report

On second thought, do it. Take it seriously. Then I have something to laugh at.

Satanic Healing. Do not view without eye condoms.

From the main page:

HEALING IS HERE!

Welcome! Satanic Healing is open to all those in need! Amazed? Outraged? Interested? You may be all these things! But healing is here also!

Satanism is the alignment of self to Lord Satan. He is Lord of Liberation from suffering and disease.

Lord Satan is the source of His spiritual healing. He is the originator of the intelligent entities who serve His Purpose: to give healing to those who are in need?.

Satan is the life force.

By aligning oneself to the life force, one may be brought into a state or mental and physical health.

This is aligning oneself to Lord Satan.

There's also a photo of a flower that's had the copyright notice cropped out of it.

I'm sure it gets worse from there.

It's probably a joke. Even if it isn't, it is. Because I say it is, and that's all that matters.

Trainwrecks Refugee Camp

Sorry about that. It happens when stupidity comes to my attention.

See, apparently someone did this in an attempt to...I don't actually know. But they did it. And Heaven Nose, who cannot survive without Trainwrecks, created their own almost-exactly-like-it site. And they're probably most of the anon/non-blogger commenters there, too.

The internet trolls are all starting to look the same to me, now. In fact, this seems like a wonderful time for this image:

In this post, I mentioned that this thing was mostly down [either because the original posters were weak or blogger took it down]. I feel the need to correct that statement. There's a third option -- the person running the site is so stupid that they accidentally deleted a large number of their posts.

I know. Probably not. Because the posts are back now. That was my mistake -- the site is no longer 'mostly gone'. I suppose this means they were expecting the stuff to disappear and kept backups of everything.

I found this out shortly after discovering that my little e-drama post had actually been linked to by someone else. Scary. If I'd known anyone was going to find that and read it, I'd have put some more thought into it....

Anyway....

After reading the post that linked to me on Puddlejumper's Bipolar World and following some of the other links in the article, I decided to check and see if Heaven Nose was really all gone.

Nope. Still there. With all the posts about trainwrecks back and everything. Also, a new one, which...well, here. You don't want to have to go there where everything opens in a new window to read something, do you?

Mission Accomplished

Two months ago, we had never heard of attention sluts like Sweetney, Dooce, Amalah or fucking Zero what's his name. Dear Lord, sometimes we wish we could regain that blissful ignorance.

Wow. I think I've read a better worded version of this opening line somewhere else. Several somewheres elses, in fact....

We actually liked Trainwrecks better than any one of you. They were right about one thing: the majority of bloggers are trainwrecks.

You liked it. Better than any other reader. So you...what, tried to create the bastard lovechild of trainwrecks, and get it taken down? Okay.

I'd love to see this 'majority' thing, I really would. If the majority of bloggers were trainwrecks, I doubt they'd have bothered leaving it up to their commenters to submit trainwrecks. All they'd have to do is hit that wonderful 'next blog' button, and they'd get more material. Only someone lazier than I am would leave it up to someone else in a world where material is that easy to find, especially when all they really had to do in this world was hit the next button, hit the Press It button Wordpress gives you, MAYBE come up with a witty post title and some text for the post's body and hit post. That's all. Nobody'd have to go near those messageboard threads they posted [which are not blogs, books, baby marmosets or anything else].

Of course, it's not that easy. The majority of bloggers aren't trainwrecks. Taking out the ad bots, you've got a pile of horribly inane shit with absolutely no entertaining e-drama value. I've never personally sampled the blogging 'community' to be sure, but I suspect that all the blogs with decent trainwrecks would probably be a lot like the tip of the old food pyramid. Occasional. Far less frequent than the leaves-your-eyes-bleeding type sites you can find by typing a random member number into the myspace URL.

Too bad Myspace doesn't have a 'next random myspace' button....

Yet these are the women who made fun of infertiles, of women who gave birth to dead and premature babies, of people with psychological disorders, etc. Where are all of you victim whiners now? Still scared? Cowards.

I'm not understanding the 'yet' part of this sentence. And who are the victim whiners? The people who were trainwrecked?

We were never contacted by google or an attorney for we have violated no laws.

New thought, new paragraph!

Also, 'were never' doesn't actually mean 'won't be'. Not that you're worth the effort. And google? Probably wouldn't contact you. They'd just act, because, again, you're not worth it. It's kinda what they do. They don't bother contacting someone when they remove a listing from their searches. Sometimes, they don't even contact you when they shut down your adsense.

The ip addresses that were published in the comment section of our blog were not put there by us.

I heard that the information was once published in a post. Of course, that post is gone now, and you could probably edit it at any time....

Also, it doesn't take an e-genious to figure out that someone can comment under another name. Not that this matters anymore, since all your comments are gone....

However, the information is definitely correct.

I'm sure the people contacted through this information were as surprised to hear about their website as the twenty-two year old who found out about his ten year old daughter....

FYI: We never contacted these women or their employers at home or at work.

And if you did, saying you didn't gets you out of it, doesn't it?

We never crossed the line into their "real lives" in any way but apparently, some of you did. As far as what exactly went on between Heaven Nose and Trainwrecks: none of you know jack shit and none of you ever will.

Well, no. Not when you have the power to rewrite the story whenever you want. That's the great thing about super-sekrit drama -- you can rewrite it whenever you want.

I think that just about nothing actually happened. Nothing truly important, anyway. You probably found trainwrecks.net at some point, thought that it was a wicked-cool and spifftacular idea, and, hey, you're wicked-cool and spifftacular, so you could probably do it, too. So you got yourself a blog, and oh, weren't you just ever-so-funny. So much funnier than they were! They'll love you, won't they?

But they didn't. Ooh. E-panties all in a bunch. So you spam, and you spam, and you spam. And you photoshop, because that's what those other really-funny-and-mean websites do. And you get attention. And that's really all you wanted, wasn't it?

What are you going to do now that it's over?

All you bloggers out there, we don't care about your meandering, blatantly uninteresting online diaries, your stupid popular expression of the month, your pseudo-individualism in your mass conformist world.

Waah! So there! *sniff*

Heaven Nose doesn't give a flying fuck about your clique held views, your pathetic, daily goss sharing sessions, your little ass mongering, (dis)approving opinions that, for the sake of all of us but especially for Heaven Nose, should really, and I mean really, be kept within the limits of those snarky, pinky-sized minds you got going on there.

You first.

And in case you missed the news flash: neither do we give a syphillis whore's cunt about popularity. If you think we do, after all we've done, than your blogging ass is even more short-sighted than we thought. The point of this blog was to take Trainwrecks down and the purpose of generating traffic to our site was to serve this cause. A site exclusively about Trainwrecks would've been taken down by google faster than we could say "motherfuckin' Trainwreck cunts". Hence, the general blog reviewing concept.

So you don't care about popularity, but you needed popularity because you made a blog to take down another blog. But you don't care about popularity.

Also, you would've been taken down because you tried to name a blog 'motherfuckin' and 'cunts'. I doubt they would've really cared that you called it 'trainwreckssucks' or something. But then you wouldn't have been their heart-sister-site, would you? Oh no.

So the question remains: Why? It's simple. We got rid of Trainwrecks just because we could. Not bad for two clowns whose mother tongue isn't English, eh? Let's see you take down a blog in Italian or Greek.

First, let's see you actually take down a blog. Harassing people not involved with the site doesn't count.

Let us express ourselves carefully. We know that Trainwrecks were liked by many. But the truth of the matter is that they never meant shit to us.

So, 'we actually liked trainwrecks better than any one of you' but 'they never meant shit to us'. Good job! Welcome to the Idiot Archive.

Indeed, motherfuck those pied pipers and their army of lurking sewer rats. If it wasn't for those rodent impersonators last night on our blog, we would've already forgotten about the glorified tea party called Trainwrecks. Their constant moaning elevated them to an exalted status far beyond their actual talent. Give us our own inane chatter any fucking day of the week.

I doubt it. Trainwrecks was your life. You wouldn't have done all this if you were satisfied with...whatever it is you think you'd be doing otherwise.

What goes around, comes around, kid. Mission accomplished. We're done here.

So, this means what? That your site will be taken down, too? Good. You're clogging my intertubes.

The Schnoz and Goldilocks -love 4ever!!!!!!!111111

In the original post, "The Schnoz and Goldilocks" was a link to ViolentAcres, and the "-love 4ever" part was a lovely pile of skittles vomit. Consider yourself spared from having to see that.

I have to wonder what sort of attention-getting ploy that link was meant to be, though. Is Heaven Nose trying to claim responsibility for VA, or is this an announcement of the next target?

Before I go off and check the Leafycaust thread [and probably read more of Puddlejumper's blog], I should probably clarify something else. When I said that being mean online required that you not be pussies, I was not referring to the trainwrecks people. They weren't anywhere near as mean as people made them out to be, but they weren't exactly weak, either. Their 'taking down the site' move was more an act of apathy than any sort of fear or weakness. While I wouldn't do this myself, I don't disagree with the move. I just wish they weren't forced into a position where they had to be the better human beings.

Also, I'm a little pissed that I have to actually do my own work if I run out of drama.

Well, okay, there's quite a bit that's better. It's still fun, though, so when Zombie gave me a link to trainwrecks.net, I was filled with sunshine and flowers and these freakish little cross-bred cute furry things. There, all on one website, was whole months worth of wonderful badness that someone else put time and effort into finding for me. In a matter of hours, I learned that there were a thousand new reasons to never admit that I had a blog. Ever. Mommybloggers and infertiles and those weird people who blog about how broke they are or how rich they are or how much more self-involved than me they are. Stuff that belongs in another post entirely.

To be brief, I suddenly noticed that there were people in my internets. People. Can you believe it?

I found out that 'everyone in the blogging community' [there's a community?] was all up in arms over a 'new blog' called Violent Acres, possibly because they were taking it seriously, and were so personally offended that they redefined satire to fit their own emotional state.

I lost incredible stretches of time reading about some idiot who left her husband for someone else's husband, then left him, and even longer stretches to the motheringdotcommune forums. Trainwreck after trainwreck, sometimes happening in their own comments. It was like watching yeast reproduce. Or...something.

My most recent stretch of time-lost-to-trainwrecks was because of Leafycaust, a messageboard post nearing 100 pages that, if nothing else, is a great lesson in how not to run a web hosting business. This post was why I started setting up RSS feeds to everything else I might want to read at some point, including trainwrecks articles and comments.

...but, they stopped coming. No new posts. No new comments -- and there were always new comments before. Was it just me? Did my RSS thingumie suck so much? Or did someone just really hate me? The questions were all so End-of-a-Soap-on-Friday, I just couldn't stand it. I had to know, so I went to the site.

All that was there was this:

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<body>
<em> See You Space Cowboy...
</em></body></html>

Okay, actually all that was there was the stuff between the 'em' tags. But you get the point.

I cycled through the stages of grief like Monk...except for the part where I got over it in about two minutes because there was Sudoku to be played and much Animal Crossing to do. Oh, and sleep, and that rather nasty headache I had last night.

Earlier today, I thought maybe I'd check again. Maybe there was just some sort of server problem, and that was their 'down for maintenance' page.

Still there.

And it could still be a down-for-work type page. If you're into that sort of optimistic rainbows-and-glitter horseshit. Me, I tend to assume that if someone's not online, not posting and not chatting, they've died. It's more interesting when they show up again, that way.

Instead of going all crazy with the anger and denial and psychology again today, I decided to do a bit of googling, and this thing at answers.yahoo.com came up.

...which reminded me...wasn't there a silly little...thing with another blog? Of course there was...there were loads of them. Trainwrecking was somehow at least one hundred times worse than being SomethingAwful's Awful Link of the Day. But...there was one in particular, wasn't there?

Oh yes. The Blog That Must Not Be Named. The one that Outed Trainwrecks. The one that was banned, and, right at the end, was commenting as other people. What was that blog? It was something stupid....

Oh, right. Heaven Nose.

Google! Help me now! If anyone's going to be talking about it, the constant commenter will be. And maybe I can find some of the old trainwrecks commenters there.

I find. I click. I must know!

My initial reaction can only be conveyed by this owl image macro:

I'm just not sure what to say about all this. I guess I'm a little lost. This site is...a blog...all about 'stinky smelling blogs' and 'sweet smelling ones'? And they seem to have a really big chunk of hate saved up just for trainwrecks. Hate that makes them bad with the Photoshop, and clouds their judgement enough that they post these bad photoshops. I guess they have other posts [that seem to ever-so-politely open in new windows], but mostly? It looks like a hangout and support group for victims of trainwrecks.net.

Maybe these people find this site funny because this site hates the site they hate. I hear it's a wonderful idea to make friends with the enemy of your enemy, or something. Certainly. Oh, of course, how could that ever go wrong? I mean, really? Let's just all prop eachother up over the internet like a bunch of fucking highschool losers. You know, the ones that hate those popular girls and their clique, so they run off and form their own clique so they can talk about how much they really hate cliques. The "We Hate Clubs Club. No Club Members Allowed."

Whatever.

So these people fancy themselves as the great not-nice-guys that got someone[s] to take their website down. Except, while they claim responsibility for it, they also claim that it wasn't hacked, and that it was taken down by the owners. And I suppose it was all because they, in their oh-so-amazing-not-niceness, somehow 'outed' these people on their blog. Somewhere. But who can really tell?

I guess the rest of us worse-than-those-not-nice-guys types should watch out. There's no telling who might be next. I don't know about you, but I'm sure I could never stand up to shitty images, worse jokes, and stupid polls. And lots of comments. Oh dear, no, not that. I've never been able to stand that. I'm dainty and fragile, and the slightest bit of meanness will do to me what a busy highway will do to a Precious Moments collection.

Now that posting links to other sites is either 'leaking' or 'leeching', and we can't comment about those sites either, the internet might as well pack up and go home. There's really nothing left that isn't already covered by that one geocities site. Oh, wait, that had ads. Outside links. Yeah, it's over....

Looking on the glittery-rainbows-and-Unicrons side of this, even in their absence, trainwrecks has given me one last bit of drama -- and probably the sort that keeps on giving.

Thanks, Trainwrecks. If only you'd been half as mean as they said you were.

Edit at 05:23 --

I guess they're gone for good.

Sorry, folks, but Trainwrecks is gone and it's not coming back. Some deeply disturbed people with an irrational fixation on this site decided that stupid photo montages, libel, and obscene anonymous comments just weren't enough, so they decided to take their little hate campaign into the real world. And since their information came from gossip and bad detective work, they didn't exactly hit the right targets. As anyone might have expected, the people who suffered the most were not even involved with this site.

Once it became clear that the people posting at Heaven Nose were willing to cross the line between a one-sided flame war and real-life harassment, our web host decided enough was enough, and we agreed. This site wasn't important enough to us to be worth having innocent people harassed at home and work. We're done.

I thought they might've done that. Pathetic little PeeJish crybabies.

The good news? It looks like most of Heaven Nose is gone now, too.

So, what've we learned about being a big fat meanie on the internet?

Make sure nobody can tie you to your other websites. That won't stop people from deciding that you're person x or blogger y, but at least they'll be wrong. If you can, make your whois information private, because you should never put false information in those fields or anything. I think that's actually a rule somewhere.

Don't post personal information, because if someone decides that you, as person x or blogger y, are responsible for this other website, things are going to get annoying for everyone. People are stupid and emotional enough to attack you at your workplace for something you didn't do, and bloggers have been fired for less.

Don't do it on a server where you have less control than usual. Like, say, blogger....

Don't be a pussy. If you're going to run around threatening people, stop destroying evidence. Unless, of course, blogger destroys it for you. And I bet they did....

This is all very sad. Fuck you, you fragile, obsessive fucks. Get the fuck off the internet. Do not pass Go. Go directly to the nearest padded room, where you'll be safe from all those horrible, hurtful things with corners.

Assuming this pro-birth, pro-babymill [let's just make up terms here] freak doesn't get smart enough to find the 'OH FUCK HIDE MY MISTAKES DELETE DELETE DELETE' button, there's even more, including where it kinda misunderstands satire in the way that...most people do, and then completely misunderstands sentences!

http://marchtogether.blogspot.com/

Good job, dummy.

This was stolen from the board.