davywavy | On receiving anonymous hatemail.

As some of you may have noticed, I seem to have picked myself up an anonymous poster giving me grief on my last post. Evidence is that it’s someone who at least knows me, but heaven knows who it is, as the writing style could match several people.
They signed themselves ‘G’ which is Grims usual signoff, but it isn’t his writing style and the possibility that he has changed his style greatly and then signed the post anyway (presumably as an elaborate double-bluff?) is fairly slim, and the idea just doesn’t sit right. So from there, who might it be?
Well, the implication is that it’s someone trying to get Grim into (yet more) trouble by taking the opportunity to pop at me. So what sort of person might that be? Who would bear an active dislike for both of us?
In some ways, Grim & I have many similar personality traits: we’re both arrogant, self-centred and insufferably self-righteous, with an inability to learn from our mistakes or experience. However, we couldn’t sit further from each other on the political, social, or moral spectra.
So what sort of person would take an active dislike to the pair of us? Someone who hasn’t got any fixed opinions, perhaps, who doesn’t like those who do? Someone who sits in the middle of those aforementioned spectra, unable to decide which way to turn and instead turning with the political and social breeze? Someone, in other words, who lacks any ideas of their own, any confidence to stand by their own beliefs, and will change with the wind.

Just my luck. My stalker is a member of the Liberal Democrats.

When I first started getting anonymous postings, I naturally turned IP logging on, and the posts promptly stopped – no surprises there.
But then I realise that I don’t much care, so I’m gonna turn IP logging off again. If someone really wants to spend their time dissing me from the anonymous safety of their keyboard, who am I to stop them? After all, if I don’t let them then I’m sure that when they lie on their deathbed all those years away, their dying words will whisper…”I wish I’d spent more time posting anonymous hate mail to people…”
So, my anonymous chum, come on them. Fire away. I really don’t care that much.
I’ll offer a deal though – tell me who you are, and I’ll tell you how I dealt with the real stalker I had all those years ago – and she did many more scary things than anonymous mail, believe you me…

In other news, The Ring is the best horror film I’ve seen in a while as it has the confidence to let you use your imagination to fill in the gaps – a confidence that so many filnms lack and lose impact thereby. I still found myself checking behind me this morning, so good and creepy – and with an ending good enough that Jenny & I were unable to agree on the implications, but agreed that they were pretty horrid whichever of our ideas was right.
Heroes of Might & Magic is far too addictive for it’s own good and I ain’t gonna stop until I beat the friggin’ thing.
And, after a week of illness & awayness, I’m off to the gym for the first time in ages tonight, presumably to whimper in pain and frustration as the world goes grey and they have to call me an ambulance.