Hi guys,
boy all this stuff about my issues and everything is really awesome. It’s clear that you mean business: a bunch of people with imaginary names talking about someone they don’t know and have never met, while setting up an awesome straw man to boot. Thus, I’d like to address a few misconceptions and downright errors you experts on journalism and writing have made.
So the problem is that I called Betty Cracker “stupid”, right? That’s the beef?
I suggest you go read what I wrote, OK? Here, I’ll make it easy for you. Pay close attention to the second graf, blockquoted below:
betty cracker’s comments are especially stupid. I came her to see what this “editing” brouhaha was about, and I am thoroughly underwhelmed.
I didn’t call Betty Cracker stupid. I called her/his comment stupid, which is a very different thing. The former is a rank character attack, the latter a legitimate attack on a comment. You may not know this, but smart people say stupid things all the time. Just ask Joe Biden or Hilary Clinton.
Speaking of stupid statements, YAHB’s speculation that Lambert Strether told me to come here is about as.. well as stupid as it gets. Why? Because anyone with actual knowledge of me and my POV knows I’ve been mocking Lambert relentlessly since the 2008 election hysteria began, at Susie’s website no less. Not only do i not know the guy outside of the blogosphere, I don’t even like him or read his stuff. For the record, I saw Susie’s post, asked her what the deal was, and she pointed me over here.
But hey, don’t let that stop you from attacking my character under the shield of pseudonyms.
My email is bfstemp-AT-yahoo-DOT-com, and it’s not a spoof as YAFB claimed. My email says YAFB wrote me at 5:49, and when i didn’t respond by 5:55, he claimed the email was a spoof.
But see, there’s this whole other part of the world called “real life”, and from 5:49 pm through bedtime, i was busy hanging out with my girlfriend, making dinner, playing with the cat, and watching Simpsons reruns. I know you were all kind of busy talking shit about someone you don’t know, so maybe you didn’t notice that my last post of the day on wednesday was the “darth vader plays the blues” youtube. That shoulda told you i wasn’t really online all that much last night, but why let that get in the way of pretending my email was a spoof if it makes you feel like Sherlock Hemlock, world’s greatest detective?
I didn’t actually see the bravely anonymous YAFB’s email until this morning, and I responded to him/her rather respectfully for someone who goes around publicly calling me “a twit”. By the way, it’s after 3:30 EST as i write this, with no response even though i emailed YAFB at about 9:00 this AM. So i guess that 6-minute response time only applies to me, right?
Which reminds me: gimmeabreak, you claim to know me. Why not have some actual balls and confront me face to face since you live in Philly and come to DL, since you obviously have a problem with me. Seriously: email me, we’ll meet up and work this all out like adults instead of you hiding behind a pseudonym and throwing out potshots about my “issues”, a/k/a “shit you know nothing about”. i’m around all weekend. In fact, I’ll be at fergie’s on friday night (1214 sansom street, phila) from 6-8 PM. Come on out, i’d love to meet you and hear what you have to say about these “issues” of mine you feel you’re entitled to speculate about. See you there?
So to recap: i never called anyone stupid: that’s YOUR false claim. Lambert Strether did not send me over here as you falsely speculated he did. My email address is not a spoof as you falsely say it is. And unlike the rest of you name-calling pseudonymed cowards, i use my own name, Brendan Skwire, and would be happy to interact with any of you face to face.
that about cover it?