On Flattery

One of the strategies for slipping spam into the comments's box is to use flattery.

"Nice blog! Keep up the good work"

"This is really an interesting post..."

It will get you nowhere, unless it comes with a left-knee genuflection and the minimum tribute of a pound of decent coffee beans. Flattery that comes with tribute, I accept. Otherwise, I might just look at you with contempt, especially if you are using flattery to get your spam through on my blog.

Of course, if you can't afford to give me a bottle of 100% blue agave tequila or an original Rembrandt, flattery can be accepted if it is interesting flattery. I am no Puritan.

Speaking of which: all of the flap over Meier or whatever her name is bores me. All I need to know is that she defected from the Catholic Faith as an adult. To Hell with her.

Bush can do better than that. Or, if not, to Hell with him too. Too much more of this crap and I might have to vote for Democrats.

Har har har.

Vote Falange! It's good for the body, it's good for the soul. Or don't vote. What you have to say on the matter is probably of little consequence anyway. Stay home. Resist The Man.

Believe! Obey! Fight!

Anyway, speaking of Democrats, of the repugnant variety, I have decided, against my usual practice of trying to pick the least offensive of a wretched slate, to endorse Ron Dellums for mayor of Oakland. If four years of that inept ass doesn't break the back of the East Bay Democratic machine, then, well, to Hell with Oakland. The people get what they deserve and they deserve to get it good and hard.

Or you can vote Felange!

B.!O.!F.! and, yes, AEIOU to you too.

Just don't tell me that you like my blog in the comments box before touting your particular goods or services, or I might make you drink castor oil. It's good for you, quite whining.

Posted by erik at October 12, 2005 1:48 PM | TrackBack