Sick of Anonybloggers
By Mitch Berg
“Spot” and “Mr. Spooge” from Cucky Spoon have, alone among Twin Cities’ leftybloggers, come up with an original idea!
In this post, (I’ll put the link there out of general principle – but don’t go there; it doesn”t deserve any traffic from anyone not addled by lead poisoning) “they” write about the Talk The Vote rally the other night…
…and insert a pic of the Nazis’ Nuremberg Rally!
Never seen that one before!
At any rate, I’ve had enough of gutless anonymous bloggers. Below the fold, I shall reveal Mr. Spooge and his dogs’ identities:
Here goes:
That’s Spoo, Spotty, and Spotty’s mentor.
I just looove elevated discourse, don’t you?
October 30th, 2008 at 2:00 pm
And their all dressed up for their romantic evening with Angry Clown.
October 30th, 2008 at 2:02 pm
Didn’t that guy get doggie shirts with pictures of Che on them?
October 30th, 2008 at 2:21 pm
I was at a used record store a while back and stumbles across some punkish albums circa 1982. Yep, same thing then. Nazi imagery to attack the Republicans.
Well, I see Al Franken is bringing in Junaita Broaddrick’s rapist to campaign for him.
October 30th, 2008 at 2:21 pm
Gah.. Grammar check on Isle 7:
And they’re all dressed up for their romantic evening with Angry Clown.
October 30th, 2008 at 2:27 pm
Chuck,
Maybe this would make a good album cover:
http://pushypeasant.blogspot.com/
October 30th, 2008 at 4:39 pm
I always thought that some wealthy independent would put that photo on a billboard or two around the state.
October 30th, 2008 at 4:48 pm
If I were running for senate, it would be plastered all over this state.
October 30th, 2008 at 5:16 pm
Mr. Shirt, you just made my list. Good on ya!
October 30th, 2008 at 6:08 pm
Darn good thing there aren’t any anonymous righty bloggers out there..
Foot, Badda, Shirt, goodness, it’s pretty much mostly anonybloggers isn’t it?
Naziism and right wing extemism are children of the same parents – namely, hate, bigotry, race-baiting, and a wonton desire to dominate everything and everyone. If you can’t stand the heat, keep your head buried in the ground and try Orwellian revisionism.
October 30th, 2008 at 6:10 pm
“and a wonton desire”
That settles it, I’m having Chinese for dinner.
October 30th, 2008 at 6:23 pm
Wonton desire. Peev needs to rondesvus with Clownie in China Town.
October 30th, 2008 at 6:45 pm
Foot, Badda, Shirt, goodness, it’s pretty much mostly anonybloggers isn’t it?
That’s cute coming from a commenter with a half-dozen aliases…
…and that’s just the ones we know about.
October 30th, 2008 at 6:46 pm
Peev, you redefine the word “Anonyblogger.”
October 30th, 2008 at 7:18 pm
Peev,
Fascism is born from socialism… not that truth matters to you, but there it is!
October 30th, 2008 at 7:21 pm
Kermit,
Thanks! I wish I had more time to work on it, but now that I’m on someone’s list, maybe I’ll be more motivated.
October 30th, 2008 at 9:01 pm
I just wish someone would expose the true identities of those assnozzles.
October 30th, 2008 at 11:19 pm
Have some compassion for these guys. Even if they wanted to come clean, where would they go for help? Anonybloggers anonymous?
Besides, the way Spot writes about Mitch and guns, he clearly lives in fear of an armed populace.
October 31st, 2008 at 7:40 am
I’m Joe Tucci. Remember?
October 31st, 2008 at 9:36 am
Foot, Badda, Shirt, goodness, it’s pretty much mostly anonybloggers isn’t it?
Er, no. For starters, everyone – everyone – knows Foot is Joe Tucci.
Badda appears in public. He’s not all that secretive.
The impossibly-vast majority of anonymous bloggers are lefties.
Naziism and right wing extemism are children of the same parents – namely, hate, bigotry, race-baiting, and a wonton desire to dominate everything and everyone. If you can’t stand the heat, keep your head buried in the ground and try Orwellian revisionism
Your knowledge of Orwell is as comically inadequate as your knowledg eof history.
October 31st, 2008 at 9:49 am
More to the point, Mitch, I’d love to have Peev find a post of mine that measures up to Chunky Stool’s recentn addition.
Look, I may be a smartass, but I don’t go around dropping the Nazi insult.
Good luck, Peev.
October 31st, 2008 at 10:02 am
I propose that in the future Drinking Liberalies be referred to as Wannasee conferences. You know bunch of dour fellow travelers sitting around a table hashing out solutions to the nations problems…
October 31st, 2008 at 11:17 am
And no One goes to Mr. Shirt’s blog, so he doesn’t matter! 🙂
That’s not a guilt trip, either. I haven’t even been going their much. This new airline pilot lifestyle is taking some getting used to.
I chose to be anonymous temporary for job search purposes. The market is very tight & after 10 years of hard work & about $100,000 of investment in training for this career, I didn’t want to give anyone any reason for not hiring me.
I will go public in the near future, as if anyone cares!
October 31st, 2008 at 11:19 am
Dammit! I have to start proof reading.
“I haven’t even been going there much.”
October 31st, 2008 at 12:44 pm
At least you have recent content, Shirt… I’ve not been cranking it out for a little while. 😉
October 31st, 2008 at 1:43 pm
If you can’t stand the heat, keep your head buried in the ground and try Orwellian revisionism.
Peev, Orwell fought with the POUM in Spain — a trotskyite revolutionary group decried as ‘fascists’ by the soviet-backed Spanish Communist Party. The POUM was defeated and driven underground by the Spanish Communist Party, not Franco.
The struggle between the POUM and the Stalinists echoes to this day.
Orwell went to Spain as a member of the Britsh ILP (International Labour Party) which considered POUM a sister organization. The ILP morped into the Socialist Workers Party after WW2. Chistopher Hitchens, a follower of Trotsky and Orwell, considered the SWP his home until it was taken over by a stalinist . The stalinist was George Galloway, whom I understand is something of personal hero of yours, peev.
November 2nd, 2008 at 8:18 am
Oh look: Snotty noticed you, Mitch.
HI STEVE!
November 2nd, 2008 at 3:04 pm
Well, swiftee, you could always come to Drinking Liberally. Spot’s there and you could meet him and then expose him yourself.
Me too, I suppose, although Foot has met me.