MELLIPOP VS ANONYMOUS

Thanks for your clearly uninformed and somewhat puzzlesome contribution, Anonymous (not too anonymous obviously, as we would seem to share a mutual acquaintance called Bazza, though for whatever reason you cowardly chose to post under the "anonymous" imprimatur anyway).

Who said anything about living with my Mum and Dad? I live with my fiancee in our own home.

You think I'm sad? At least I'm not peering greedily into someone else's life solely for the cynical opportunity to post two paragraphs of snarky pot shots from behind a wall of cyber-anonymity. Glad that my satirical commentary on my current life situation has made you feel somewhat superior.

Oh and P.S. I'd quite happily spend my 30th partying with my folks, as I rather enjoy their company.

- Mellipop replies to "Anonymous" [for some inexplicable reason, Blogger isn't showing the above text in the Mellipop Back in the Saddle comments field. Mellipop thus assumes that Blogger has hitherto unrevealed pacifist leanings]


Ok, so we seem to have a blog spat brewing at a previous post. I wouldn't normally dignify anonymous snipes with a reply (and certainly won't fuel the fires in future), but the fact that the comment has come from someone who appears to know me - but is reluctant to reveal themself - is a curious one. I can only presume that this person found out about the existence of Mellipop through a mutual acquaintance whose name was mentioned in the comments-field diatribe that inspired this post.

I also know that a similar thing has happened to my fellow blogger and best-friend-in-real-life Disappearing Boy. I can only presume that this person moves in the same incestuous circles that caused a comments-field shitstorm on DB's blog last year.

Being a keen observer of human behaviour, I'm trying to understand the psychology of someone who chooses not to socialise or have any contact with me in real life, but still makes the effort to read my blog, and subsequently makes a further effort to then post two entire paragraphs of childish insults from behind a defensive wall of cyber-anonymity.

I find this behaviour rather odd, and more than a little hilarious. Am I truly that fascinating?

Goddamnit, I must be....

P.S. Aaahhh..... I miss the good old days when this sort of thing was thrashed out over a few beers down at the pub. How about it, Anonymous? I'm extending the cold schooner of peace....