A cult of personality arises when an individual uses mass media, propaganda, or other methods, to create an idealized, heroic, and at times, god-like public image, often through unquestioning flattery and praise. -- Wikipedia.
One brave anonymous left a comment below:
"Save a few bucks"? This is a bit mystifying. Presumably he means by saving him from buying one of Kerodin's III-marked nooses to hang me. Now that's funny. However, today's winner of the hate mail contest comes from a piece forwarded to me by a reader of the K. acolyte Wirecutter, who opines on his blog:"Do everyone a favor and run off a cliff commie piece of shit traitor welfare junkie and save us all a few bucks."
Thank you, Mike. I consider Sam and his wife to be dear friends. Anybody that knows me will know that I’m hard to befriend and that it’s harder for me to trust anybody completely. For an outsider and piece of shit like yourself to recognize that these are my friends and that I’m willing to die for them is huge, particularly a double traitor (once to your Nation and then again to your subversive party) like yourself. . .
"Subversive party"? The Three Percent movement? Having established his bona fides in the K. cult of personality, he concludes:
I hope you die a long drawn out death. I hope like hell you drown in your own blood and mucus. I hope you pay for your crimes, your treachery and your evil deeds. Fuck you.
If these guys knew with what genuine mirth I receive their vile bile, they wouldn't send me so much of it. It would be nice if they demonstrated even a modicum of intellectual effort while doing so (like the mental giants at Media Matters for example) but then I suppose it wouldn't be so funny.
"Better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to speak and to remove all doubt." -- Anonymous.