Amusing Webtards

From the ever updating Dramatica page about me:

: Assessment

:

: Many unwary people flip the fuck out when they first experience

: Hatter's "trolling". However, it soon becomes apparent after beholding

: a few examples of his dribbling that he is a genuine retard with an

: unwarranted sense of importance not much unlike Chris-chan because he

: seems completely impervious to all known forms of insult or criticism,

: no matter how deeply it ought to cut, shit nobody with baseline mental

: functions could withstand even if they had "thick skin". It's anyone's

: guess what sort of mental block Matty has which causes him to be

: unable to internalize anything other people say, but it sure is funny.

: Some have theorized that he's actually a nice guy in person, based on

: the idea that the more fucked a person seems to be online the more

: they generally tend to be polite & repressed in RL.

LOL, oh these Webbie kids today, they're so cute! They don't

understand that we Netters evolved in a medium without ban hammers,

without mods, without any sense of rules or leniency. Where the only

law is rip your opponent to pieces at every opportunity. And in the

hostile, volatile Usenet froups such as AF and AUK... snicker ...quite

frankly the verbal shit I've had thrown at me in Webbie land is liak

being pelted with marshmallows compared to what I've seen and

experienced on Usenet. But then Usenet teaches you real quick that if

you take the shit seriously...you're done, kook fodder at best.

To a true Netter of the volatile froups things liak insults and

attacks are a form of art, invective word art, verbal conflagration at

its finest. It's never about truly trying to hurt someone...because

if you did they would quickly burn out and drop off the grid. No, to

true Netters insults and attacks are just for play, a little verbal

sparring as it were, never meant to hurt, but rather to teach and to

prank, a verbal game of chess, perfidious locution of the Netter

composition, it is the way we communicate, the way that we learn, we

are beyond being hurt by mere words on a screens, recognizing that

here, in this medium, directed insults are truly as meaningless as the

faceless nothings that spawn them. Projectionistic assaults against

their own character as you are no more real than they are to you, a

true verbal attack in this medium against a random stranger is, at

best, an attack on yourself, your own failings and weaknesses,

imagined into the shapeless void of what you presume and project into.

You're not trying to hurt them...you're trying to hurt yourself.

That's what Netters like myself see when we watch these Webbie kids

lash out with froth and rage...they don't know me, they don't know

what's real, what isn't real, I'm no one to them, no one they know, no

one they'll ever meet, I am nothing real to them on any level more

than the shape and form that they give me, which at best is a

reflective representation of everything they hate about themselves,

imagined into me, often over exaggerated, and used either as a means

of feeling better about their own sordid little existence, or as a way

to put themselves up on a cross to play Christ, to be a victim, to be

attacked, to be hurt, such are the emotional needs of a human being

who has not yet reached a level of self actualization on the 'ol

Maslow Hierarchy.

Indeed, most Webbies are grossly inferior to Netters on the social

scale, as we thrive in a world without rules, without boundaries, our

social structures have been in a constant state of evolution whilst

those in Webbie land have remained stagnant and fixed, blocked and

locked tight into banable little corners of the grid, each side taking

its ball and going home they never have the chance to really play, to

TRULY socialize with one another...and I feel such an incredible

swell of pity for those poor children of the web...denied daily what

we Netters so often take for granted. Theirs is a world filled with

endless rooms that have no doors between them. Forever trapped,

forever not knowing, forever ignorant...but I wonder...is it really as

bliss as they say?

--

Onideus Mad Hatter

mhm ? x ?

http://www.backwater-productions.net

http://www.backwater-productions.net/hatter-blog

Hatter Quotes

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"When I listen to people I don't really listen to what it is they're

saying, so much as what they're saying it for."

"Don't ever fuck with someone who has more creativity than you do."

"You're only one of the best if you're striving to become one of the

best."

"I didn't make reality, Sunshine, I just verbally bitch slapped you

with it."

"I'm not a professional, I'm an artist."

"Usenet Filters - Learn to shut yourself the fuck up!"

"Drugs killed Jesus you know...oh wait, no, that was the Jews, my

bad."

"The more I learn the more I'm killing my idols."

"Is it wrong to incur and then use the hate ridden, vengeful stupidity

of complete strangers in random Usenet froups to further my art?"

"Freedom is only a concept, like race it's merely a social construct

that doesn't really exist outside of your ability to convince others

of its relevancy."

"Next time slow up a lil, then maybe you won't jump the gun and start

creamin yer panties before it's time to pop the champagne proper."

"Reality is directly proportionate to how creative you are."

"People are pretty fucking high on themselves if they think that

they're just born with a soul. snicker ...yeah, like they're just

givin em out for free."

"How sad that you're such a poor judge of style that you can't even

properly gauge the artistic worth of your own efforts."

"Those who record history are those who control history."

"I am the living embodiment of hell itself in all its tormentive rage,

endless suffering, unfathomable pain and unending horror...but you

don't get sent to me...I come for you."

"Ideally in a fight I'd want a BGM-109A with a W80 250 kiloton

tactical thermonuclear fusion based war head."

"Tell me, would you describe yourself more as a process or a

function?"

"Apparently this group has got the market cornered on stupid.

Intelligence is down 137 points across the board and the forecast

indicates an increase in Webtv users."

"Is my .sig delimiter broken? Really? You're sure? Awww,

gee...that's too bad...for YOU!" `, )

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send thee thither, ye hung crepe:

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