|Comments on Thursday 7 November 2002:|
|This Terrifica thing is doing the blog rounds pretty swiftly. It caused me to realise, I must be either a superhero or a supervillain. I have a moderately foolish costume, utility pockets, an excessively dramatic name, a secret identity, a cave full of computers, and several arch enemies. These attributes would seem to make me a superhero rather than a villain, though. On the other hand, I do have henchmen and a hypnotic recruitment campaign. Perhaps I'm a super-solipsist or super-narcissist or something.
|Ms T (Damn, Mr T is gonna be doing some serious pitying of this fool) doesn't have a good opinion of either women or men, I think : "I do this because women are weak. They are easily manipulated, and they need to be protected from themselves and most certainly from men and their ill intentions toward them." Um. So all women are mindless bunny rabbits, and all men are mindless bunny rapists who enjoy raping mindless bunny rabbits? Hoorah! I must remember to rape a rabbit tomorrow.|
I'm afraid that you are actually a supervillein. One who wears exciting clothes with exciting stains and patches, lives in a dankly exciting hole in the ground, and excitedly digs. No matter that you dig 18.104.22.168. The principle holds.
|I think it may also apply to me as well, cept I got a sidekick and black car (ok, you have a partner in crime who has a black car, but I don't think thats quite the same.) oh and a former sidekick who went out one his own. no cave though. I'd say that your moderately foolish costume is somewhat less foolish than my own.|
We even have a few similar nemesis, though I am simply not interesting enough to have stalkers.
|I happen to have an overly-willing sidekick, a utility pocketknife, a nemesis, *and* stalkers. Though I could be either villian or hero. Depends on the mood.|
And I thought the same as Tom. I hope someone kicks her ass for her antics. Especially since she thinks she also has to dress in costume to accomplish anything.