Despite the dick length competition going on in the world political stage (and you know what, I don’t care, just stop dropping bombs on hospitals and children, I don’t care what ideology you support) … things for me have been quite peaceful. The hackers have backed off or got bored, probably the latter because I’m really not that interesting and I know now how to lock them out, I just choose not to (it’s an ancient technique called tar trapping). Next come the feathers. Wonder who there going to stick to?
Still not my problem anymore, I’ll leave that to Oxford and the Abingdon school boys. If you get that link I may show you a modicum of respect.
Anyway I’m free, discharged from the intensive mental health services and almost firing on all cylinders again. Time to get on with living my life and leaving this petty bullshit behind me.
Hope you good people of word press find peace today