I don’t have as much time for this as I would like, we have a talent show at school today and I was assigned the duty of “Crowd Control”. Yes, it actually says that on the memo, with the capital letters. I will do my best.
I am an oxymoron. I have always known it, and now I have external validation. One of my most dedicated haters on the message boards honored me with this last night:
“You are a fascist hippie, or an oxymoron.”
First, a word about my haters. For the four years I have been peacocking around on the forums, I have built quite a following. I guess my charisma attracts them like mosquitos to a bug zapper. Here is my favorite quote about the situation, from Mike Gunderloy himself.
“You have fans, cash customers – even a few enemies! (than which few things are more flattering.)”
That quote is almost 20 years old, and I have been an oxymoron since those heady days of the zine revolution. My favorite?
Moral Judgement is Wrong. That is one of the Proven Beliefs that I live by.
Lately I am just Obsessively Satisfied, especially when my dedicated haters flatter me to no end.
That’s all the time I have right now to talk about it, I am off to do some serious Crowd Control at the talent show. Leave some comments and we will discuss the flattery of haters and the bliss of being an oxymoron when I get back.