Morrissey Hidden due to low comment rating. Click here to see. “That is Strike One.”Breen cops a formal warning from upstairs Day starts ominously, with igm firing out a false accusation: “Who are the filth downticking this comment? Possibly Breen and his ilk.” The low-level abuse continues throughout the day. Soon this writer, i.e. moi, is (figuratively) looking like poor old San Sebastian….. “Fuck you’re putrid Morrissey. A big steaming pile of dog turd. Why dont dry up and blow away, fool.”—dirty harry “Morrisey needs help, seriously. He is way beyond bitter and twisted.”—Lance “Campbell, yet another gutless whining POS like Breen.” —igm “Seems like the world thinks the opposite to you, mad Morris”—Cap’n Mainwaring “Careful, Morrissey … the carpark-puddle depth of your leftist discernment”—Positan “communist who has never been to Israel or the West Bank.”—srylands My major production for the day, a parody of a hypocritical, deeply nasty and sanctimonious piece of Kerre McIvor bilge, garners 57 downticks—not because it’s a shot at the detested McIvor, but because it’s really an attack on the last National-led government. The pervert and nun-chaser Cap’n Mainwaring damns it with his trademark: “Brought to you by Breen Enterprises Ltd., purveyors of fuckwittery to the world.” (31 likes) Grumpy old srylands avers sourly that “few people would get angry or laugh” at my little satire. Perhaps the meanest comment is by our friend JibberJabber, who damns moi thusly: “Even Google translate can`t do Methspeak. Never too early to hit the pipe eh, Linkslut?” But even the superior posters affect to be unimpressed: the estimable harvey wilsoncomments that “the losers at the standard” might like it (I won’t use his more forceful but vulgar expression, given that I’m on one strike already). He also claims, bizarrely and controversially, that he “didn’t read a word of that” and sneers “All that work for nothing.” The urbane and measured pentwig shows his mastery of the cruel fine art of condescension: “mooronicmorriss you have forgotten to take your pills again go and grab them, a glass of water, sit down, take them and calm down thats a good dog.” AND THEN THINGS GET SERIOUS….. This writer, i.e. moi, takes the chance to disrupt another Mark Lundy discussion by posting up a link to a well-known doppelganger of the former wine-maker. This goes down anything but well. “Brownlee has every right to sue your sorry arse. And I hope he does,” snarls Capt. Mainwaring. Things just get worse for this writer (moi) from there, as the disgusted duo wind themselves up into a febrile fury…. Keeping Stock: You disgust me with your repeated smears Morrissey. You may think that referring to Lundy whilst posting a photo of Gerry Brownlee is funny, but I somehow doubt Mr Brownlee would agree. I have reported this post as it exposes DPF to a very clear risk of defamation, and I hope he takes it down as soon as he becomes aware of it. Slander people all you like on your own blog, but don’t parasite on the hard work that DPF does. Capt. Mainwaring: KS, Thanks for that, I have done the very same thing. Morrissey: [unwisely] It’s Lundy that’s been defamed by that comparison, surely? Capt. Mainwaring: [veins on forehead popping in apoplexy] Fuck, what an idiot. His original defamatory comment has been taken down by DPF and still he piles it on. The man clearly has a problem. Keeping Stock: [darkly, ominously] I know that DPF has a very low tolerance to potentially defamatory comments and he is the publisher of Kiwiblog and carries the risk that goes along with that. Given that Morrissey has repeated the smear, I suspect he is heading for a holiday. Morrissey: Fuck off. I’ve got two strikes left, you dildo. The censorious protests pay off, and Mr. Farrar issues this writer (i.e., moi) with a formal warning: “That is Strike 1.” Which is why today, everything this writer contributes to this excellent forum will be positive, encouraging, and collegial. No matter what crap gets thrown my way by monkeys like the Cap’n, or Keeping Stock, or igm, or gloomy old Graham (“Morrissey, just quietly … you’re really not as funny as you think you are. Not by a long shot.”) or dyspeptic old srylands, or Lance, or whoever—no matter what anyone says, he or she will get back only love and good thoughts. Let the love-in begin!