This is why we cannot even have indecent things to fap to.

(OMFG A PRE-ARTICLE TL;DR: Just fyi, I don’t care enough to give a logical, well-thought-out response. I just wanted to see how many times I could use the phrase wild crazy monkey buttsex without resorting to cheap tricks.)

So bateszi has decided that the community sucks because everyone, their mother, their pet dog, lolcat and lolhamster are bloody sellouts for doing what he deems “mass-market blogging” (aka lol I can has episode summaries), while the (Dead) Sea Slugs Colophon (or maybe it’s just Kabitzin grousing) are defending their right to be bloody sellouts too (and rueing the day that they took that ill-fated trip to Lake Ontario, which left them dead in the (fresh)water), while Jeff Lawson thinks that we all should get along and have wild crazy monkey buttsex. Oh Zyl thinks selling out is fine too assuming you are not a cat but if you are he thinks a cat is fine too. Also Koji Oe says hi. Mmmmmmm, wild crazy monkey buttsex.

Now, while it may seem fair and proper to laugh at the entire matter, cherrypick juicy hateful verses from The Good Book, and come to the conclusion that anime is the spawn of Satan and it and all of its followers should be burned at the stake for insulting my mother (along with Japan, Geroge W Bush et al, the Neo-Puritans screwing with the United States with their doggerel and dogma, wild crazy monkey buttsex, etc), it just won’t fly in today’s politically-correct, anal-retentive, self-centered world. Also I am a Politically-Correct, Equal-Opportunity Pissant. That means I am a cake, and the cake is a lie . Also means that I do my best and do what I must (for those that are Still Alive~) to agitate a large enough bunch of Internets People, and epically fail in doing so, thus becoming the laughingstock of trolls, flamers, and 4chan.

And while it does seem like good fun to laugh at the penises and armpits of all those who took the drama bait and disparage their mothers, insult their choice of clothes, and make snide remarks about their throwing and sex life, the reality is, these jokes aren’t funny (and SERIOUS BUSINESS) enough. Also I have a SERIOUS BUSINESS post about Clannad, Kotomi, and, uh, Stephen Hawking taking a slow boat to Norway, teaching the passengers about String Theory and M-theory, while doing his best to save the doomed movie known to many as “Snakes On A Plane” by looking for loopholes in the Laws Of Physics (And Aeronautical Safety. And Wild Crazy Monkey Buttsex.).

So instead, I’ll just pretend to quote Andrew Keen, from his book, The Cult Of The Amateur, which is lousy book that shits on individuality, artists and content creators while failing to understand the fact that the “status quo” is doing a fine job of killing creativity and profiting from it, and then it makes a killing off the dead body and it’s mother, while failing to understand why people would rather talk about their cars than watch FOX NEWS(LOL) or CNN or MSNBC, while spewing misinformation and generally making otherwise nice men who read this book very, very angry.

…a pajama army of mostly anonymous, self-referential writers who exist… … …to spread gossip… … …and link to stories on imaginative topics…

They flaunt their lack of training and formal qualifications as evidence of their calling, their passion, and their selfless pursuit of the truth, claiming that their amateur status allows them to give us a less biased, less-filtered picture of this world than we get from traditional news. In reality, this is not so.

(Yes this is all from Andrew Keen’s book. No I am not making this up. Yes there is some schmuck who thinks we should go back to sucking the cock of people like Rupert Murdoch because he thinks we should be corporate whores. Also something about Wild Crazy Monkey Buttsex.)

Think about all the wild crazy monkey buttsex we could be having right now if we stopped fighting and just got along. It’ll be the best time ever.

(PS: The phrase appeared 7 times.)

I. Hate. SAUERKRAUT!

Note to self: Do not use WordPress at work.

Posts get eaten as if it was being sexually assaulted by a grue, and I already had that thing typed out, TWICE.