No, really: as I noted in comments to this post I have criteria for doing one, and “Moe would like a toy to have extra bells and whistles” doesn’t really qualify. And I’m fine with that. I have a very blessed life.
Only… apparently this post hit whatever criterion there is out there to generate hate mail:
First off, I have to say that it’s always nice when I see that people have been reading my stuff. And not just the front-page: that comment implies that the guy reads my posts past the fold (I assume that it’s a guy, largely because of the chest-beating). That implies a certain amount of in-their-head that is exceptionally gratifying to see. Note also the almost-carefully hidden resentment there; ten bucks says that this fellow started a blog nine months ago, got ten comments total, and is now bitterly convinced that it’s all because bloggers like me get cut fat checks by the Koch brothers*. Lastly, of course, is that patently insincere promise to throw some cash my way for the OGRE (like he would, could, or that it’d stop me anyway). Won’t happen, of course…
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