Ah, the flame war. I posted on craigslist about flaky musicians, and I got a couple of personal emails, mostly curious about what exactly I was complaining about (you know me by now! Never a fight I can't win!) but they were very civil.
After all, that's how I met Brigitte -- through a whiny post about idiot men on "Men Seeking Women" on Montreal's craigslist (don't get me started). (She replied and the rest is history).
So this time I post about flaky musicians and I get this pathetic rant from some useless piece of shit who can't even spell. Precisely proving my point! My response here.
Ahh, I do so enjoy a flame war. Because I ALWAYS win. I have a barrel of epithets that would make your mind reel, and I know how to wield them. I'll shout you out of existence! You simply cannot win with me!
Go for it, duuuuude!
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