May 1st, 2009 will go down as another big day in the meaningless, uneventful history of this blog. With the recent traffic generated (now dwindling) by the flukishly popular article that featured Lady Gaga, I got a number of comments which were mostly positive from random visitors to the site (except for one critiquing my use of “oh snap” – but I’ll let that slide). It’s entertaining and interesting, having folks other than your buddies from home comment on your posts. However, with that comes inevitable criticism, and I finally received one that wasn’t either via Facebook (because who cares?) or the product of my mockery of Derek Jeter worship. Take it away, Summer Johnson:
i cant seem to understand what your point is… pathetic.
I don’t even know how to react. I mean, for one, I assumed Summer Johnson wasn’t a real name, but the kind of name writers give to characters on The OC or some other dogshit show that’s about ridiculously wealthy teenagers and their daily struggles to survive a life of slacking and repeated sexual misadventures. Therefore, I’ll assume Summer Johnson isn’t your real name. I’ll also assume that since the IP address is from Texas that you might be something like this, although I submit that my worldview is significantly shaped by late night reruns. In all seriousness, am I surprised that somebody supposedly named Summer Johnson didn’t like what I wrote about? Not at all.
I’m also somewhat confused as to what you’re bemoaning – your own failure to grasp my point or, perhaps more likely, the fact that whatever you read doesn’t have a point. If it’s the latter, then congratulations! You’ve found out the dirty little secret of this blog: it has no real point. I’m actually proving as much by writing several paragraphs about an unspectacular, poorly written comment just because it marks some kind of meaningless milestone. Hey, I have people bitching at me in the comments section of my own blog! I’m marginally more relevant than I was a few hours ago!!!!!
Summer, I sincerely thank you for being the first negative comment on this site by somebody whose baseball writing I didn’t directly lampoon. I had to get it out of the way at some point. In fact, I encourage all comments, positive, negative, or whatever. I assure you if you have something bitchy to say I probably won’t give you the Summer Johnson treatment and immortalize it with its own post, unless it’s somehow especially hilarious.
In the meantime, I wish you all luck in understanding the point in your future reading endeavors.
My First Hate Comment! Hooray!
Posted by Tino Evangelou on May 1, 2009
May 1st, 2009 will go down as another big day in the meaningless, uneventful history of this blog. With the recent traffic generated (now dwindling) by the flukishly popular article that featured Lady Gaga, I got a number of comments which were mostly positive from random visitors to the site (except for one critiquing my use of “oh snap” – but I’ll let that slide). It’s entertaining and interesting, having folks other than your buddies from home comment on your posts. However, with that comes inevitable criticism, and I finally received one that wasn’t either via Facebook (because who cares?) or the product of my mockery of Derek Jeter worship. Take it away, Summer Johnson:
I don’t even know how to react. I mean, for one, I assumed Summer Johnson wasn’t a real name, but the kind of name writers give to characters on The OC or some other dogshit show that’s about ridiculously wealthy teenagers and their daily struggles to survive a life of slacking and repeated sexual misadventures. Therefore, I’ll assume Summer Johnson isn’t your real name. I’ll also assume that since the IP address is from Texas that you might be something like this, although I submit that my worldview is significantly shaped by late night reruns. In all seriousness, am I surprised that somebody supposedly named Summer Johnson didn’t like what I wrote about? Not at all.
I’m also somewhat confused as to what you’re bemoaning – your own failure to grasp my point or, perhaps more likely, the fact that whatever you read doesn’t have a point. If it’s the latter, then congratulations! You’ve found out the dirty little secret of this blog: it has no real point. I’m actually proving as much by writing several paragraphs about an unspectacular, poorly written comment just because it marks some kind of meaningless milestone. Hey, I have people bitching at me in the comments section of my own blog! I’m marginally more relevant than I was a few hours ago!!!!!
Summer, I sincerely thank you for being the first negative comment on this site by somebody whose baseball writing I didn’t directly lampoon. I had to get it out of the way at some point. In fact, I encourage all comments, positive, negative, or whatever. I assure you if you have something bitchy to say I probably won’t give you the Summer Johnson treatment and immortalize it with its own post, unless it’s somehow especially hilarious.
In the meantime, I wish you all luck in understanding the point in your future reading endeavors.
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