Sunday, July 13, 2008

Please Don't

Now, I am not one to complain overly much here, but today, I think I am going to get a few things off of my chest, from the mildly irritating to that which goes right up my ass sideways.Let’s have at it:

· TAGGING--Please don’t tag me. I never respond or participate. Mostly for the same reason that I always ignored chain letters which evolved into chain e-mails. All I will do is piss off the people I pass it on to, and waste a bunch of my time.

· COMMENT DEMANDING—This is just so unforgivably childish, really. Pissing and moaning that someone faved your work and didn’t write some flowery words for you. Excuse me, but could you do yourself and everyone else around here a favor and just grow the fuck up? Someone took the time to actually look at what you made (say thank you) and add it to their favorites, or specific gallery, as the case might be (say thank you again!). You are not entitled to the trifecta, and shame on you for being such a little brat about it.

· WARPING THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE—As a native English speaker, I am intensely embarrassed when I see people from Europe or Asia or South America or anywhere else include a disclaimer in their signature apologizing for their shaky command of English, and then see some idiot from America using text-ese for their communication, or worse. Here is a fucking news flash: MEH is not a frigging word. It is "me" or "my". You don’t look cool, you look fucking illiterate. And to all of those who try, I say thank you for actually making the effort to communicate in English. I wish the Google translator offered me Polish or Romanian, I would use it. I hesitate with Russian languages only because I do not recognize the alphabet at all, and can’t be sure if I am typing actual words. Sorry for that. And to anyone else: U, 2, and 4 are not words. Use the whole word, please.

· TIME—Someone will get mad at me for this (as if no one else did already!). I don’t care, really, how long something took you, unless it is more than a year, and you have made a real and serious commitment in your life to it. Why? Because the amount of time spent has no effect on the quality of the art, I feel. Now, before you all go apeshit at me, let me qualify that statement. There are hundreds, thousands of deviants out here who could spend an hour with a pen and paper, and draw a picture. I could spend a month doing the same thing, and it not be anywhere near as good as the hour-long job. But I spent more time on it. That still don’t make it art!

· COWARDICE—Look, I don’t have a thin skin (and Bo, one word from you and I'll kick you right in the nuts! ). When I post a photo, it is up there for public consumption, good bad or indifferent. I know all about that. But I am referring to these cowardly imbeciles who shit all over someone’s work and their person in general, just because they are protected by the infinite bravery of anonymity. God, these guys can make me ashamed to have a penis sometimes [just kidding I don't have a penis]! Ladies, on behalf of the entire penis-carrying population, I apologize. Most of these guys are virgins at 35 anyways.

· DRAMA—There is nothing worse than a public pissing match. Reaslly, have some dignity and take it elsewhere. I am here to see some art and my friends, not for a floor show.

Well, I guess that’s a good start for now. Hope I didn’t upset too many people today.

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