A Genuine Flame

Since people seem to refer to any polite disagreement on Comm as ""flaming", a few years ago I figured I should post an example of the real thing. I didn't want to get jailed for board abuse for flaming an actual player, so (since the Blight-related events were just starting at the time) I picked Blight as a target. I've reposted it a number of times since then, and now, by request, here it is on the Web.

As I said in my note to any archons, judges, etc. reading the post: I did not actually say anything illegal. Some things could be read to imply naughtiness ... but they could also have other meanings, so what you read into them depends on what's in your own head. Also note that this is meant as an example for a point of discussion, not directed at any real individual. I did remove one sentence (it had to do with sheep) to make Marama happy.

** FLAME ON **

Blight never ceases to amaze me. Again and again, he hits new depths of "low". When it looked like he finally hit bottom, he started to dig. Even pond scum looks down on this guy. Leeches would get sick from biting him. Maggots flee in disgust. The only way he can get a date is by putting a bag over his own head.

"General" Blight, eh? General of what? General of his family, it seems, all named for sickness. How perfect. Hey, Blight, when do we meet your little sister Filth and your brother Puke?

And this disgusting piece of semi-human refuse has the nerve to claim he speaks for Nagnang. What happened to Prince Kija, "General" Blight? We haven't heard from him in a while. Murderer, too? Regicide? Did he scream when you stuck the dagger in his back? Did he beg for his life? Was one of your hands busy with other things while you watched him die?

Blight has the honor of a body louse. He's the snivelling coward who kidnapped the merchants and aides of the kingdom's clans. He could only pick on totally defenseless people because he would wet himself if he was faced with a little girl with a pointy stick. He said he'd call off his war and free the innocent people he imprisoned if the clan champions could defeat him in battle. He lost, of course, since he's full of nothing but hot air that smells of used cabbage. He ran away ... and immediately broke his promise, and started up his futile war again. A coward, a scum, and an oathbreaker. Some "general" he is. More like a feral dog scavenging in rubbish heaps, cringing and whining when someone throws a rock at it.

Blight, once I would have said that you made me hurl, but you're not even worth as much as the half-digested remnants of my lunch. With one finger raised, I salute you, General.

** FLAME OFF **

Oh, well, that's probably not up to par, either. It's been a long time since I really flamed anyone in earnest ... I'm getting mellow in my old age ... but that's the basic idea. THAT is a flame. Saying "you're wrong about that, and here's why" is just a point in a debate.

I hope you were at least entertained by my flamage. I'm far from the best. A truly artful flame would put that to shame ... but still, it's better than the more common version, "U SUX".

-- Worldwalker
who flames alone



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