Meet
The
Airhead: "I am very comfortable in my own
selfgenerated niche. For only I actually thrive in our downright
unreasonable
monological world full of people who always talk without listening
to each other or even to themselves. Yea, verily, for my responses are utter non sequitur. I never actually
bother to actually read before responding. I only have an impulse to
chaotic incoherent self expression, and whatever random input at a glance is simply my convenient
Rorschach free association trigger stimulus and nothing more."
Meet
The
Code Nerd:
"They may tell you that I cannot see the forest for the trees, but what little
does that signify?
When surfing an unfamiliar website, as guardian of the holy sanctity of html, I
proudly make a
point never to use the intended browser, derive so much as one iota of joy from graphics,
FX or other gimmicks, nor, especially, to allow myself to be distracted by actual
content. I simply issue the wildest and most sweepingly
purpose-defeating demands for everything be scrapped, dumped and changed
completely, with no regard what so ever for anything save the pristine purity of
code! Because
such is all that matters!"
Meet The Flamer: "When surfing an unfamiliar website, in response I demonstrate my innate superiority by unremittingly spewing forth picayune irrelevance, unrelenting abuse and ugly groundless accusation! Because I'm so well adjusted and cool with the in-crowd..."
Meet
The
Web Ninny: "When surfing an
unfamiliar website, I just throw up my hands in helplessness! And above all,
I never, ever explain
what's wrong or give the URL of whatever page I am complaining about or post
online I respond
to, no more, likewise, than I would ever, for example, excerpt the emails
I answer, but only months later. And, naturally, I take great and wounded umbrage at all
exasperated demands for context or reference! I'm only trying to help,
after all."

Meet
The IRATE
CRUSADING PETTY PALTRY PICAYUNE PRUDE: "Even if I never find the wherewithal
to navigate any other content whatsoever, I will, nevertheless,
unerringly home in and locate whatever the one particular iota of content, however tame, trivial or
obscure, that will most offend my excruciatingly delicate sensibilities
and save me from the need or dire temptation whatsoever of ever pondering or discussing anything even remotely
interesting, important or
relevant.
Soft
flame,
-dare you protest... Whatever can you be talking about! What's my problem? -You may
demand... Well,
let's just get one thing straight, I've got no problem, Buster! I do
it for all the children Online.
All else must stay perpetually on hold until the entire world capitulates to me
and my fawning sycophantic toadies! Because,
the ever fragile young (just for precaution, even if nowhere even remotely in
evidence!) must always be shielded by my own unyielding terror,
scandalized obsession, stultifying fixation, life long denial and
taboo.
Never be insensitive: After all, what has Feminism got to do with equal
self reliance and rational calm? No, no, that's not what freedom is all about! It's
for your own good, dear... Who wouldn't want to grow up as happy as and
well adjusted as I?
Values must be safeguarded far earlier than they can actually be
comprehended.
Otherwise, the resultant
sex-crazed drooling adolescent is a deformed and
unnaturally pathetic
creature and a threat to
our way of life. But an
unstable Patriotic bible-thumping closed minded
morally upright and
chronically offended young
person is strong, capable and ready to preserve our traditions and help keep the same
leaders in power, just like me!"

Meet
The
DELUSIONAL FANATIC: "I am a flagrant Antinationalist secretively beating about
the bush and indignantly demanding blanket exemptions from accountability,
consistent logic and Reality Testing for all of my own obscure and fanatical
articles of faith and Paranormal claims that inform all my distorted views,
animosity towards criticism, question begging, depraved indifference and
destructive behaviors, willfully blind to all
contradiction,
Empirical, logical,
moral or ethical. Humor me patiently as I insult your intelligence and
offend all compassion, or else suffer my wrath and scorn!"
Meet
The
VAGUE Gist:
"I never imagined that there are actually people who begin, first, by seizing
upon any single point in a hypertext, to then construct their understanding of
the whole, adding to their own picture as they move through the content. What an
interesting notion! Me, I'm just happy to browse all of this fascinating
content, which I don't yet understand. What, aren't I getting the gist of it?
You mean,
we're not
making balloon animals? What, can it be that
are we not communicating but merely bypassing?"
Meet
TED,
the EVER Obtuse
Inductivist: "I have so much
to offer in response to this website, but I can never come to the point. The
Universe, after all, is a riddle, and I am noting if not Universal! And so, by
bombarding you with examples, marshalling copious illustrations, useless press
clippings and seemingly random hyperlinks, my
message, surely will arise, by and by, in all of it's magnificent splendor!"

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