I’m not proud that I’m hooked on Survivor, but I’m also not a hypocritical snob about it either. I just enjoy it. I’m old enough not to have to prove anything - if you think I shouldn’t enjoy it, too bad.
The point of it the whole program is - who will win? Obviously I don’t want to be told.
In a recent Pit thread, here if you really must[sub] Libertarian[/sub] said that he had recently had a thread closed by Czarcasm and provided a link. Since he had said this:
I assumed he meant what he said and went to the site, since I am always interested in watching other people have a fight. Who isn’t?
What I found was that early on in the thread, because people did not respond to his OP in the spirit he wanted, he was annoyed and then posted something to the effect oh well I might as well leave the spoiler anyway, and named the Survivor winner according to “Jesus”. That is he SPOILED the outcome of the show. Passed on information he knew would mar the pleasure of others. Deliberately. And after he specifically said he wouldn’t.
Like the computer virus maker, he set out to create discord or misery in the lives of complete strangers.
Successfully, too. My enjoyment is now clouded, and I never did a thing to hurt [sub]Libertarian[/sub]. Just an Innocent Bystander, so far…
I can say to myself, Well, he might not have been serious, he could be wrong, the interview might be a fiction, anything like that. But the gloss has gone, and my comparatively innocent fun has been SPOILED.
I know, someone will say more fool me for caring. But folks, somewhere we are all vulnerable to the spoilers.
It’s the bully knocking over the sandcastle, the kids uprooting the flowers, the boys throwing stones at the disabled kid, the malicious whispering aimed at the plump girl who doesn’t fit in, the bullying and slapping behind the teacher’s back, the kids in the car stopped and insulted by the police for being an unpopular colour, the stepchild given the smallest portion, and please 'boss, don’t get pretentious, stop there.
Your crime [sub]Libertarian[/sub] - you told me you wouldn’t and then you did.
You’re a snotty, nose-dripping, ash-faced dweeb.
You’re the maggots in the rotting body of a mongrel dog under the floorboards of a condemned shack in the worst part of the slums of the poorest most corrupt nation on earth (Name withheld out of consideration to the administrators).
You’re the brown and red stain on a discarded band-aid floating in a month-old urine sample in the splitting plastic bags full of body parts in the filthy alley outside the clap doctor’s backdoor.
You’re the diseased scabs hidden behind the pancake makeup and the layers of cheap perfume between the scrawny thighs of the oldest whore in the cheapest brothel in your mother’s home town.
You’re the inside of a dreadlock.
You’re a christian too, I understand. Good Lord.
Well, don’t let me hold you up. There must be dogs out there to be kicked, babies to be pinched, and old ladies to be pushed into the traffic.
Piss off you creep!
Redboss