Especially if you happen to be a midwit Gamma/Omega on the socio-sexual hierarchy. You will likely end up wearing your arse around your ears, like a hat:
Frightening and inexplicable stupidity. That concept summarizes the midwitted limits of this particular warren of Rabbit People. They literally cannot imagine that their worldview is incorrect or is not in line with observable reality. Anything that is over their heads or beyond them has to be either stupid or crazy, or perhaps both. And, of course, scary. They also fail to realize how their responses and accusations betray their own psychologies. John Scalzi is obviously engaging in satire, but I could not possibly be doing anything of the sort. I must be the insecure and upset one even though it is McRapey who refuses to link to or even identify the RSHD he is nominally addressing. He even requests that his fellow rabbits follow his lead, whereas I am content to simply shine a light on his creepy, crawly gamma antics and don’t concern myself with what anyone else does. He deletes or “subverts” the comments of any of those favorable to me who comment on his blog while I both permit and respond to comments by those favorable to him.
The Rabbit People think I am obsessed, and yet they rush to call his freaking phone simply because I mentioned him in a post. And my failure to recoil in horror and flee in terror from the VERY BADDEST WORDS THEY CAN POSSIBLY IMAGINE leaves them not only bewildered, but scared.
“He didn’t react to the H word. And I already called him stupid. And crazy. What now?”
“Did you try the S word?”
“Yeah, good idea… ZOMG, that didn’t work either!”
“Very well, he leaves us no choice. I don’t like it, but he totally asked for it.”
“You don’t mean….”
“I do. The R word.”
“Wow. I pity him. I really do. Here goes… OMFG, NOTHING HAPPENED!”
“What? That can’t be! Try it again… TRY IT AGAIN!”
“R word! S word! H word! Stupid! Crazy! R WORD! S WORD! R WORD! DAMMIT, IT’S NOT WORKING!”
“AAAUUUGGH! RUN! SAVE YOURSELVES! WHERE IS THE SAND? WHERE IS THE SAND?” (thunk) (thunk)
This sort of thing shows quite well just why I hold Vox in such high esteem. The guy’s ability to use “appallingly creative verbal cruelty” is a bit like watching a master swordsman wielding a custom-built katana.
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