to have elicited comments like this, from my cross-posting of excerpts of my music blog on www.rockandrollreport.com:
"you have no idea what you are talking about. but i really thought it was great how you tried to act like youre a music critic extrordinaire. Sadly you come off like a know-it-all prick. you are a dumb ass, who knows as much about music as a stupid drugged out hippy. if i were you i'd stick to blogging about iraq, or what foods you like to eat, or quantum physics, because frankly after reading that mindless dribble you wrote, it seems that you know ABSOLUTELY nothing about music. let alone GOOD music."
...by one "dont know".
And my old correspondent Mark Zepezauer, laff-riot political cartoonist and publisher of the former Tucson Comic News and a host of rabble-rousing books including Boomerang!: How Our Covert Wars Have Created Enemies Across the Middle East and Brought Terror to America, writes:
"Good to see you have better taste in music than in politicians (last I heard). "
Zep was referencing my circa 2003 blog posting, the annoyingly pungent but unrebutted "How I Learned To Stop Worrying and Became a Right Wing Fascist".