Good Enemies Are Hard to Find. Bad Ones Find YOU

 I've never been one in life to have 'good enemies'. I've always been stuck with losers who thought they could better themselves by attaching to me like a parasite. This has been the case at both work and play. 

I still hear from a person who glommed onto me years ago on a now-defunct site known as Topix. It was as vitriolic and offensive as I guess Twitter is now, though on a much smaller scale. You couldn't block people there because the owner knew that would have been the kiss of death to his business model as, quite obviously, the only thing keeping the lights on was trolls annoying and fighting with people. It was moderated by trolls. Trolls there would have like twenty/thirty accounts where they would harass each other and other posters and talk to themselves to further their nonsense. It was fun though and I made some lifelong friends there.  I honed my writing skills and learned to take people down, shortly and sweetly. I mean, I always had that in me, but I pretty much perfected it there. To have people report you to the mods for giving once sentence replies to their diatribes is pretty interesting. I've never heard of it since on any other site. 

On Topix, I I presented myself as a "charming bottomspanker". This titillated but mostly infuriated other posters. I was going for the latter anyways. FULL DISCLOSRE: I have spanked many women in real life, but each one of them had it coming. Come to think about it, they had me coming too! Ba dum tass! Stuff like that really triggered the right wrong people. I knew what I was doing. 

This was all before Trump came on scene, but many of the more prolific posters there were maga looking for some place to happen. They were maga before maga was cool, and they fucking hated me for my liberal views on life. Politics comes easy to me because, very simply, it's about right and wrong. If you don't know right from wrong, you will be wrong in all aspects of life. We see that every day as real-life losers defend Trump for all his crimes. These m-effers were way ahead on that!

I was on for a couple-few years, running roughshod over these twits, spanking bottoms and killing with one-liners until the site became too much of a chore. It got old. Other good posters and I left and, no longer able to afford the light bill, the site folded. When you have an anti-Ferrerman sentiment-based economy, you are bound to screw the pooch when you lose your Ferrerman. That's Economics 101. 

So, after having been a big fish in a very small, very scummy pond, I joined Twitter. It was still Twitter then and pretty okay, all things considered. I fucked with people who needed fucking with, but mostly just enjoyed what was then a still pretty good social media outlet. I made new imaginary friends there, many of whom have since come over to Bluesky after Musk took over. And, although technically imaginary, these wonderful people make Bluesky a largely pleasant place to be. I kept my Ferrerman self (cause that's who I am, dammit) but retired the bottomspanking. That doesn't fly on sites like this or the old Twitter. And that's alright, but yeah, I miss it. Sometimes in life you just got to say, "What the Schpank??!!" and move on. 

Not everyone could move on from Ferrerman though. On this blog I still get comments from a past, self-appointed nemesis who very desperately wants me to know s/he is still out there...stalking me... Jesus Forking Christ! It's like playing hide and seek with a toddler. They cover their eyes and think you can't see them. Okay... 

I think I've been contacted on Bluesky too, but it may have been by other, more random idiots. I just block them and move on. That block button is a great feature! I hope it stays. Even Facebook offers it and it is a regressively third-world site in its own wrong. I could see Trump EO'ing a decree forbidding the blocking of trolls as "a violation of free speech" and I think that has been disgust (<----See what I did there?) Leave it to Trump to legalize- and compartmentalize- harassment. We'll see. Suffice to say, I'm not flattered by the attention. Certainly not intimidated either. Oh- I've been found??!! Was it hard? The Ferrerman blog and posting handle must have given it away! Curses! I wasn't hiding in the first place. That s/he feels the need to stalk after more than a decade is quite pathetic. I had no intention to have such an effect on someone. But that's on them, isn't it? Everybody needs a good enemy. I've just never had one.