I don’t blog to be liked.
I didn’t come here because I was lonely and wanted to make new friends. I started blogging because I have strong opinions and a compulsive need to inflict them on other people.
I intentionally cultivated an obnoxious online persona and chose an ugly homicidal clown as my avatar because I want my arguments to stand on their own. I don’t want people to agree with me because they like me, I want them to agree with me because they think I’m right.
If Person A says 2 + 2 = 4 and Person B says 2 + 2 = 3 then I will say that Person A is right and Person B is wrong, even if Person A is a jerk and Person B is a saint and a friend. And I’m not going to change my position even if all my other friends side with Person B. It’s not about how I feel about Person A or Person B, it’s about what I think is true.
Last year we saw people we liked and respected fall victim to Kool-aid logic. They liked Obama and wanted to be part of the “in” crowd so suddenly they had no problem believing that Hillary was a racist bitch and that it was okay to call Sarah Palin a stupid c*nt. They turned on Hillary supporters like rabid chihuahuas and attacked us as Republican ratf*ckers despite the years we spent advocating liberal causes and beliefs.
I’m not claiming to be infallible but if I have to choose between being right and being liked then I will never be popular, and I’ll never get to sit with the kewl kidz.
I can live with that.