One thing I learned though, is there's no way I'm ever going to buy his bloody novel, even if I see it at the second hand book shop, selling for 20c. Even if it's an awardwinning bestseller. Just thinking about it gives me a bad taste in my mouth.
Isn't that great?
Apparently Carol (who I didn't know was sirius2canopus a couple of days ago, but who is actually a writer on the local scene here) thinks I'm a bit of a cunt--a bit of an alpha male cunt, actually. She has pictures of apes and babies to compare me to. Very stylish, I thought. Of course, in her name calling, she's joined by Lee Battersby llbatt) who has been on a bit of a crusade to point out what a cunt I am ever since February, when I didn't like Lyn (his wife's) story. Which is fair enough, because, lets face it, I'm a bit of a fucking cunt.* Yes, it's true. No, don't say otherwise, I'm a cunt. I know, I know. Lets not forget that my image as a big bad loner is just a pose, by the way. Am I missing something?
Anyhow, another person, they might find that this kind of thing is a bit insulting, but you know, really, I kind of find it communal. It's nice that two people are finding a way to come together.
In fact, I like this idea of people coming together through their hate at me, that I think you should go over there to Carol's blog, and join in. Share a bit of hate with her. Swap a monkey picture or two. Maybe trade some Kant quotes--she left a bit of that in the older post, so you know she likes the old philosophy. And you guys can sit and chat with Lee, talk about how all I need is to be left alone, how I hate everyone so much, and how all I am is one big poser. Yes. This is the Day of Communal Hate Against Ben Peek.
I myself am taking part and so should you.
* For her part, Lyn seems to have gone for the whole Ben Peek means nothing to me and why should I give a shit cause many others liked my story. Sure, it's admirable, but where's the many months of grinding her teeth, and telling people what a cunt I am?