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Ron Marz Pot, Meet Ron Marz Kettle
I don’t do Twitter. Never had any interest in trying to have conversations limited to a few words at a time or with wrdz turnd 2 jmbls. Besides, I got talked into Facebook some years ago by friends and that eats enough of my free time up as it is. I was so Twitter illiterate that I only just recently discovered that you don’t actually have to have a twitter account in order to read anyone’s tweets.
One of the things that assisted in my recent familiarization with Twitter was an email sent to me by an acquaintance of mine with a link to Ron Marz’s Twitter page. What I saw was… interesting. At the time though, I basically decided to just ignore it. This by the way was what I saw.
https://twitter.com/ronmarz/status/330352912893100033
Ron’s definition of “skeevy” seems to be an interesting one. Posting facts with links that correct the incorrect statements of the Boycott Brigade or attempting to discuss the counterpoint in the argument is somehow offensive to Ron’s delicate sensibilities Nice to know. And someone should point out to his Boy Wonder sidekick there that I post as me and only me when I post anything at all. I leave the use of multiple names and email accounts or multiple Twitter accounts under various assumed names to the Boycott Brigade.
But, as I said, I basically decided to ignore it at the time. If Ron wanted to be an asshat, then Ron gets to be an asshat. That’s his right after all. I was a little curious about why he posted the question to Twitter, a place I’m not on and don’t frequent, rather than posting something in one of the various forums I might have actually been and where he saw me discussing the boycott with others, but not curious enough to really give it much thought other than thinking that Ron was maybe a little sketchy for skipping the forums and heading to Twitter to say something about me rather than to me.
Two things recently changed my mind about commenting on this.
The first was an interesting discovery. Having actually looked at Twitter for the first time and discovered that, unlike many Facebook pages, you can read just about every page without an account, I asked a friend on Twitter how to best use any search engine on it. The reason for this was curiosity about a burst of referrals to my blog that came from Twitter back in April. The odd thing about the Twitter referral was that it was to the main page and not any specific post.
So, imagine my surprise when I discovered that the only reference I could find on Twitter for the time in question was just this one.
Granted, I didn’t look long, but this is the only link to my blog that I could find to explain the Twitter referrals from April 21st to April 23rd. And, oh, look, it’s Ron Marz. So Ronny Boy knew who I was before asking who I was two weeks later. And, apparently, Ronny Boy not only skipped commenting directly to me on various forums, but he found my blog, skipped commenting here, ran to the safety of his Twitter account, and gave his own special, overly simplistic spin on my position.
It was also kind of funny that he posted that at all. My last blog post on the matter had been almost a full month earlier. Anyone following his link by then were met with short-film reviews. I actually thought that whoever was linking from Twitter was referencing those since they were the second and third highest hits behind the main page. But, nope, it was Ronny Boy being an asshat and a coward from the safety of his Twitter account.
How can I call him a coward you ask? Oh, well, I’m going by Ronny Boy’s own guidelines on what makes one a coward. You see, that’s the second thing moved me to write a nice little “Pot, Meet Kettle” style post. See, the acquaintance of mine who sent me the first link sent me a second link not long ago with a “You won’t believe what a hypocrite this guy is.” note attached.
Old Ronny Boy apparently got upset with someone who wrote a blog post about something said in one of Ronny’s tweets. The gentleman in question apparently has a Twitter account or at least access to a Twitter account through the professional blog in question, but he apparently decided that addressing what was said in actual sentences and paragraphs was preferable to tweet after tweet after tweet. Now, despite the blog being not only readable to all on the web and on a fairly well trafficked site, Ronny Boy took umbrage to this.
The fact that this guy could have responded on Twitter but chose a different forum, even one that Ronny had knowledge of and access to, made him, by the Ronny Boy Rules of the Web, a coward.
https://twitter.com/douglasernst/status/332809421107380225
So, Ronny Boy actually came here and, rather than commenting here, skipped off to hide behind his Twitter page and comment, at that time, behind my back. He then later saw me discussing the boycott situation in several forums and, rather than making any comment in them that I can locate, he skipped of to the safety of his Twitter page and talked shit, at that time, behind my back. But when someone else on a blog that Ronny Boy is actually aware of comments on Ronny Boy’s tweets rather than commenting directly to Ronny Boy on his Twitter page, Ronny Boy declares that such an act is an act of cowardice and that the guy was hiding behind his blog.
Hey, Ronny Boy, I don’t have a Twitter account. You found my blog and ran away to hide behind and comment on your Twitter page. You saw me commenting in other forums and ran away to talk shit on and hide behind your twitter page. So, not only are you, Ronny Boy, an asshat, but by your own expressed standards and rules of the web you are a hypocrite and a coward as well.
Good to know.
A Special Message to a “Special” Individual
This goes out to a certain Dimwitted Moron posting from Los Angeles, California, 90027 with an ISP listing of AT&T U-verse.
Dimwitted Moron, to be called DM from here on out for brevity’s sake, please stop embarrassing yourself. All the other people on the web are not as stupid as you are about how these things work.
You’ve made multiple attempts to post comments on this blog’s threads pertaining to the Dragon*Con boycott going all the way back to A Public Service Announcement for my Friends on Facebook. And, DM, had you been interested in honest discussion they would have been approved.
But you’re not interested in that. No, you just want to make stupid or petty little remarks and post them here while using different names and ridiculously stupid emails for each one. You seem to have forgotten one little detail though. And I almost hate to tell you this since it’ll actually get you to use your brain here. No matter how many names and emails you make up, you’re posting them from the same location. Why does that matter? It matters because you then have the same IP address on each post.
Now, DM, it’s obvious that you’re not too swift on the uptake when it comes to such things. No matter though. Any posting coming from that IP address is now banned. Further, any other future posts using different names and emails but originating from the same IP address will likewise be spammed and banned.
You want to know something, DM? I’d have been fine with you posting under your real name and engaging in honest disagreement with anything that I have written. I’d not only have allowed it, but I would have in fact welcomed it just as I have from others.
But you, DM, seem to want to prove through your posts that you aren’t very bright after all and that you, DM, by using an assortment of fake names and emails rather than just using your real name, have even less guts than you have brains.
So you, DM, your IP address and anyone using your real name are, due to your intellectual cowardice, spammed & banned. And the same will happen to any of your Dimwitted Moron net stooges who try to play the game that you did.
Thank you. Have a nice day.
I Love Spam
You have to love the comments a blog attracts. I mean, the Dragon*Con posts have gotten me some hilarious posts that I’ve refused to approve and simply deleted because they were little more than a string of profanities.
Oh, quick side note to the idiots like that – When you make certain statements on a blog, you can certainly create a fake email address to enter that will fool some systems. You should keep in mind this one fact though. As the blog admin, I get IP Addresses as well. You might rethink some of the statements.
Anyhow…
I love spam. Some of this stuff is practically a demented art form at this point. I have no idea why, but I love this last one. I just think it’s hilarious.
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I mean, that’s practically spambot poetry at this point. It may even be better than some of the stuff I had to read back in school.
Of Trolls and Men
Oh joy… Oh rapture…
One of my cousins just shot me an email to warn me that an old annoyance in common (discussed here - http://jjchandler.wordpress.com/2008/05/10/what-the-hell/) is still tapping away at his keyboard, still clogging up internet discussion boards and still screaming about the same things as before; just with a new target. And it seems that my cousin has just ticked him off.
Not normally a major issue to be sure. Except that the troll has started calling my cousin by my name and describing my family situation (wife and two kids.) Wonderful. Thanks loads, cuz.
The Grand Opening
The first thing that I should address, owing to some questions I’ve gotten from some friends and family, is the name of the thing. Why “Chandler’s Bar & Grill” as a name for a blog? Well, it’s partly the mood that I’m shooting for. A really good bar and grill or a really good pub can be a great place for really great conversations. A place that attracts a good mix of people from a variety of backgrounds is usually filled with interesting conversations about entertainment, politics, philosophy, science, sports and everything in between.
Then there’s my long standing love of Spider Robinson’s Callahan’s Crosstime Saloon series. Callahan’s place was where you could come to joke, tell puns, chat and even occasionally share your problems with the goal of getting a little help. One of the tenets of that series is known as Callahan’s Law (also known as the Law of Conservation of Pain and Joy).
”Shared pain is lessened; shared joy, increased—thus do we refute entropy.”
Seems like a good thing to shoot for. Of course, the jokes and puns are a big part of it too. Depending on my mood, there will be the occasional threads started that are devoted to nothing more the bad jokes and puns. I can’t help it, I’m just evil that way.
But that’s not to say that other things will get short shrift. I’m a news and political junkie and that will be reflected in my posts. But I’m also a total sci-fi and horror junkie. Occasional posts (“What’s in the Menu”) will be reviews of books or comics and others (“What’s on Tap”) will cover movies, DVDs and TV. There’ll be no real system for what gets reviewed other then it’s something I liked and want to tell others about. It may be new stuff that gets released the same week that I review it or it might be older then I am and I just want to draw some attention to it.
I’m also hoping to bring a variety of viewpoints in with my site’s version of karaoke night. From time to time, I’m hoping to get some guest bloggers in here. I’ll never claim to know everything, so I figure that it might be interesting to get in the odd guest writer for the occasional thread. I’ve got friends and acquaintances who are chefs, amateur film makers, soldiers, artists, tactical team specialists and so on. If I can rope a few of them into it, my hope is that their thread headers will be entertaining and maybe even informative little changes of pace from my chosen topics.
And lastly, there’s my writing. This site will host some of my fiction as I work on it in order to get a little feedback and to maybe work out a few kinks. My goal is to use this site to keep me on a schedule. I figure that having a place to put some of it as I work on it and having people bust my chops if I’m slacking (I can think of at least one guy who’s likely chomping at the bit at the chance to get even with me on that score.) might help me keep my work ethic strong. Just a little motivational tool.
But the biggest thing in all of this is the idea of having a bit of fun. This is going to be a place where you can talk about a wide variety of topics in a friendly and enjoyable manner. So long as that simple idea is adhered to, even in absolute and complete disagreements, there will be no limiting of poster’s free speech here. However, if anyone comes along who wants to be a drunken and raving loon or an aggressively hostile drunk… Well, my bouncer will escort them to the door. Who needs that when your goal is to be merry?
Jerry Chandler
Proprietor, Chandler’s Bar & Grill
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