When Cancel Culture Cancels Back
The Rantings of the Profound, the Profane, and the Possessed.
Y'all just fucked up, A-A-Ron, and in the worst possible way.
How in the blue hell are liberals, LGBTQ people and Democrats going to talk their stupid crazy talk about Trump being Hitler, Trump being a fascist dictator, and all that other bullshit, to include people who support him and voted him into office again. Charlie Kirk as been described as one his lieutenants of sorts (not my words), and some people allege that he was the person who primarily helped Trump get re-elected. I don't know anything about that, since I never followed the guy or listened to any of his podcasts. At best, I knew who he was and was familiar with his name, but nothing more. Now, I can never forget him. All I know is that some asshole named Tyler Robinson is currently in custody, after his father turned him in for allegedly being the gunman. Robinson had an Antifa quote, a gay slur made in jest, and a Furry reference on 3 of the bullet casings that were in his possession. Now it has been revealed that his Trans partner might have assisted him with committing this crime.
You assholes killed a man who all he did was talk. He never resorted to violence, and from the recent clips that I've seen of him, he never insulted people who disagreed with him, not even the purple-haired girl who was trying to describe what the term "queer" meant. He didn't resort to name-calling, or get Holier-than-thou, and in fact took it in jest when South Park recently did a parody of him. (On a side note, if I was parodied by South Park, I would fucking die laughing and consider it to be an honor as well. If you can't laugh at yourself then you need to seriously get a life.) This man was gentle and kind, but he stood for his convictions, and you motherfuckers had to end him for it.
Fuck you. Seriously. Fuck. You.
You have made a widow of his wife and have made both of his children fatherless. This is blood on your hands. Erika Kirk is a strong woman and she will carry the torch for Charlie and continue his message. You thought that by silencing him you would snuff out the flame, but little did you know that it has become a forest fire. People are now joining his movement in ways that are unimaginable. Shocking. One source said that his followership jumped from 1.5 million subscribers to 10 million in this week alone. I don't know if that's accurate, but I wouldn't be surprised if it was.
This book heralds back to a time when blogging was all the rage and at its peak - around 2005 to 2006, right? Nope. 2012. Talk about being late to the party.
Why so long? Blogging by then was dead as a doornail. Twitter came up on the scene and suddenly people wanted to read glorified text messages from their favorite celebrities, or get into some toxic libtard virtue signal debate. I remember it was specifically in 2008, because I saw a video where Ashton Kutcher was grinning like some retard at his cellphone in front of an audience, explaining how cool it was that he was using it. It took the world by storm practically overnight.
The effect wasn't instant, but by 2010, blogging was on its last legs. Favorites like Tucker Max, Erin Tyler (The Bunny) and people that I knew personally, had pretty much moved on. Social media was changing, MySpace became a music venue and Facebook was all the rage. People wanted to play Farmville and Mafia Wars, or they wanted to go onto Reddit and 4chan. They were doing it for the Lulz. By 2011, people couldn't remember what a blog was.
So what's inside the book? Everything that you already know, but someone took the time to spell it out. Here's a run down of each chapter:
Chapter 1 - The Niche
Chapter 2 - Getting Started
Chapter 3 - Target Practice
Chapter 4 - Hello World
Chapter 5 - What to Write About
Chapter 6 - How to Write a Blog Post
Chapter 7 - Mob Rule, Inciting a Riot, and Freedom of Speech
Chapter 8 - Building Traffic, Making Money and Measuring Success
Chapter 9 - Ethics Problems and How To Solve Them
Chapter 10 - Building an Empire
For the most part this is all self-explanatory. The only thing I didn't do with this blog in its heyday was have it generate revenue. Stupid me. I know, right?
Chapter 5 and 6 are no-brainers. Write about what you like and make it interesting. Or, write about events in your life and change the names to protect the guilty. You don't need some asshole from work getting a whiff of what you wrote about them, and having them take it to the H.R. Department, or worse, try to kick your ass in the parking lot. I've always been good about that.
I do find it funny that Chapter 7 addresses how you can use your blog to troll people and start flame wars. That was never my interest, since the last thing I need is for a bunch of pink haired freak shows to dog pile and get me canceled. Still, I do take great delight when libtards fall on their own metaphorical swords and don't mind mocking them for it when they do.
Chapter 9 is simple. Post a disclaimer on your blog and if anyone tries to sue for defamation, libel or slander, then just take the shit down. I claim that this blog is a parody of life, especially my life. It's a sick joke that even I don't find funny. It serves as an outlet that nobody reads.
Overall, I like that I stumbled across this book when I did. It's a keepsake of sort that I'm going to hold on to, because in the age of Instagram, Tik-Tok, and all that other bullshit, I like to take the time to read something that isn't a 5 second distraction with some Weaboo music playing in the background. Social media has become total cringe and the fact that I can still blog in 2025 is some respite from it all.
Heh.