Unfortunately, they all hate me.
(More after the jump.)
I set up FanDumb because, one, the name is fuckin’ genius. Am I right? Huh? Also, I hoped to strike a sympathetic chord in at least a handful of people who, like me, feel that fans often behave in risible ways, and it’s fun to mock them. (But they also do smart and charming things sometimes, and that’s worth noting as well.) I did indeed strike a chord, and it was indeed with a “handful” of people. Like, a couple hundred.
It’s actually impossible not to feel proud of that many comments. That said, I haven’t brought myself to read more than 10 of them. For one thing, I’m pretty sure the only pro-Tuffy comments are from my ol’ pal trite. For another, I don’t think I should actually respond to any of the people who are mad at me. What am I supposed to say? “I know you don’t think you’re a culturally myopic philistine, but you are mistaken in that belief. Let me educate you.”
Yeah, that’ll be productive. But I actually think I deserve some props (that’s short for what the kids call “propers”) for sticking to my guns on this. My first impulse was in fact to address their criticisms, try to find some middle ground, etc. Then I realized how passive-aggressive that was. I wrote this mean, bitchy post, and I have to resist the urge to backpedal and make nice. Therefore:
I’ll have you know, Sirs and Madams, that it is not I who suck, but you. Stop bragging about how much fantasy you read. P.S., you suck.
Also, you idiots, you can’t start off your comments with “Bitter Much” or “Overreact Much”!! That’s exactly the same as saying “Cranky Much?” — which I already said in the title, in reference to myself! I know it’s fun to say “X Much,” it’s got a Heathers-esque smirk to it, but you can’t just repeat someone’s self-deprecating line back to them. Dorks.