March 22, 2004

Whether ya wanted it or not

OK, I been workin' furiously to rid all my old posts of anythin' that might give the Puritan Gestapos any way to find me through any search engines. My town is now called notCrawford and my county is now called notClark and of course, I am notGeorge from now on. I am pretty close to November 2003 in changin' the author on all the prior posts. I guess I will no longer be able to tell ya'll how much ya'll would enjoy visitin' my hometown now, but of course, what with it bein' filled with Puritan Gestapos, who would want to come here anyway, right? Anyway, I have been roundin' up my good supporters and lettin' them know my enemies are spreadin' those nasty rumors about me, and askin' them to do their best to dispel any belief in them as possible. Still, my hopes are dampened more than I wished, but as I said a long time ago, we will wait and count the chickens after they hatch. I already had a contingency plan if I did not have enough to start the chicken ranch. If'n ya don't have any idea what in the heck I am talkin' 'bout, blame them Puritan Gestapos for forcin' me to talk in circles and tryin' to make ya read between the lines. Don't ya just hate censorship. I used to be so proud of my community, and now I wonder why the heck I was so proud of it. Just because one petty little spiteful man who had no idea who I am or what I stand for but just because he did not like the language I used from time to time on my blog, or maybe a couple of the subjects I blogged about, or somethin', as he was really not all that clear about what problem he really had with my blog, I just cannot think of any way to tell ya'll how disappointed I feel about the situation.

Anyway, I am glad to have gotten the move done. I feel better. I am not me any longer, just some guy who hides behind a false name so no one can take his words, twist them around, and then throw them back in his face in a personal attack. It bothers me that life has to be this way, but that is the way of the world, I guess. I had a friend tell me that deep thinkers never win elections because people are afraid of change. They just want things to go the same way they have been going forever and ever. I suppose that is right. If ya think on a different level than everyone else, then everyone hates ya and looks for anythin' they can to bring you down to their level. Sorry, ya fuckin' * Puritan Gestapos -- I ain't playin' your childish games. I don't have to, ya see, 'cause I know what is goin' on in your minds. I have that sense, ya know. Muhahahahaha!

I got a navel, I can gaze at it at my leisure. It is mine, and it ain't worryin' a bit about the future, 'cause no matter what, it knows its has a place there. End of report.

*I just had to do that 'cause I know how much it would piss them off.

Posted by notGeorge at March 22, 2004 11:07 PM

Oh, George!!!!! I feel so bad for you! On the other hand, you now have a "secret identity" just like a super hero!!!

Posted by: Susie at March 23, 2004 12:04 AM

I am lucky enough to have a very common name...allows me not to worry about being "found out" too much. Sorry you're having such problems.

Posted by: Jennifer at March 23, 2004 12:40 AM

Ah, hell. Joke 'em if they can't take a fuck.

Hold on a sec...strike that, reverse it.

Posted by: Jim at March 23, 2004 05:22 AM

Thank goodness the internet is such a big place and you can stay away from mean crazy people and still let us nice crazy preople read you! :D

Posted by: squishybear at March 23, 2004 09:28 AM

Hey, postin' is like sharin' time with friends you made because ya'll are all in therapy sessions together. ;)

Posted by: notGeorge at March 23, 2004 01:08 PM

Couldn't they Google on "nightly navel gazin" and stand a good chance of finding you here? Maybe call it "introspective interlude" or some such.

Posted by: McGehee at March 24, 2004 08:39 PM