Clearly I’m not nearly as spiritually evolved as I might wish I was. I mean, I don’t relish in or support being mean for mean’s sake, but sometimes a little biting sarcasm is just what the situation calls for, especially when someone is being an ass. I don’t personally think quickly enough usually to be the person being sarcastic, but I do appreciate a skilled artisan. In November, a commenter at Failblog put it well:
“Hi, you must be new here. Allow me to explain. This is failblog, You can choose to remain silent. But remember anything you say can and probably will be held against you. Unlike the law, where you will be provided representation, should you not be able to defend yourself, we will continue to burn you. Should you make friends (unlikely in most cases) they are allowed to defend you, but doing so opens them up to our derision. Thank you and have a nice day.”
Failblog can be a harsh place at times, and it’s frequently full of inane crap, but it also includes some of the wittiest — and most delightfully sarcastic — comments I’ve read. The comments on its sister site, ICanHasCheezburger, on the other hand, in addition to being LOLcatted into incomprehensibility, are full to bursting with warm fuzzies. Wit and sarcasm have no place there, except on the LOLcat images themselves, and you’ll develop cavities or diabetes from the sweetness.
In case you haven’t guessed already, I’m not all sweetness and light.
And the high road is usually the boring road.