One morning, when Tim woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin named Tintin. Oh dear, even I, as the real Tintin, find that to be a disturbing prospect.
So imagine the horror of the real Tim, a commenter at “The” Gay Patriot, when he opened an email from Bruce Carroll — “The” Gay Patriot himself — and found out that he wasn’t who he thought he was but was instead me. (Of course, Tim should be thankful that Bruce didn’t post a picture of him on his blog with the caption “Gay Terrorist,” but that’s another story.)
So Tim sent me an email with the horrible news, wondering whether I, as the real Tintin, could turn him back into Tim. I offered to do the kiss the frog and turn him back into a prince routine but Tim, wisely, declined, muttering something about how he’d sooner be hacked up with a machete or be forced to have a three-hour dinner at Wendy’s with Dan Blatt, “The Other” Gay Patriot.
After that, we agreed that the best way to give Tim his true identity back was to print the email chain, or at least the best parts thereof, because that might effect the transformation and, if not, would at least provide some amusement.
For those who might not be connoisseurs of the unintentional hilarity that makes “The” Gay Patriot such an appealing web destination, you need a little background first. Dan Blatt is “The Other” Gay Patriot. Not having been able to get a full-time gig at Starbuck’s, Dan spends every single freaking day writing 20-30 posts from any free wi-fi place that won’t kick him out when he doesn’t order anything other than one small cup of coffee. Notwithstanding his prolific posting, Dan frequently complains that he’s just too damn busy to fact check or spell check himself, usually making that complaint after someone just pointed out yet another goof-up by Dan. What else are readers for, he asked, if not to provide the spelling corrections and fact checking that he is just too whipped to do himself? No, seriously, he said that.
Our story starts with Tim sending an email to Bruce as well as to Colorado Patriot and A Gay Joe, two of the other supposed Gay Patriot bloggers, saying that he was getting just a wee bit tired of all Dan all the time.
Dear Sirs:
So do any of you ever post at GayPatriot anymore? Part of the reason I did enjoy the site was that it wasn’t one static person, but many contributing different viewpoints to the blog. This doesn’t seem the case anymore. Right now you have to go back a full SIXTY (60) entries to find anyone but Dan contributing. …
While I appreciate Dan’s insight, it gets repetitive and old. He’s already conceded he doesn’t even read over the entries anymore for spelling and grammar, and many of his recent entries have had to have factual information about his posts corrected by readers.
…
Maybe if no one else is going to contribute, we could change the name and I could start frequenting some of your work individually, since diversity of opinion or thought on the site seems woefully scarce right now.
Thanks for your time,
Tim […..]
Well, of course, ColoradoPatriot and A Gay Joe, no doubt having long ago decamped because of Dan’s antics, did not respond to Tim’s email. Bruce does, however, and his reply back is polite: he explains that he has to work hard to pay the mortgage and to buy dog food. But he promises to post a little more over the coming days.
That would have been the end of the story, probably, if Bruce hadn’t gotten all torn up one night on Southern Comfort Old-Fashioneds and then decided to get out his gay sleuthing kit to discover the true identity of this presumptuous ingrate who dared to send him an email criticizing the best gay Republican website in the universe. (To be fair to Bruce, Gay Patriot may be the best gay Republican website but mostly because we’re talking a really, really small universe here — three or four blogs top, including the ridiculous lesbian, Ms. Cynthia “Buy me a latte and a really big salad” Yuckley.)
Using the same sleuthing skills that Bruce used to “discover” that MoveOn.org was secretly controlled by teh gheys at the Human Rights Campaign, Bruce “discovers” that Tim is Tintin and Tintin is Tim. So Bruce decides to whack Tim with Teh Ghey Patriot Hammer.
Tim-
It is unfortunate that you sent your email under such disingenuous pretenses that I even bothered to write back.
It is clear to me based on tracking your email, your comments (IP) on GayPatriot, and your server information at Sadly, No! — that you are the main blogger at Sadly, No! [Ed. note: I am not the “main blogger” at S,N, but I am the main one at S,N to poke a stick in the Gay Patriots’ cage.]
I certainly don’t mind criticism [Ed. note: Er, no.] — as I think my previous response showed — but you are a complete fraud by not disclosing your association with Sadly, No where you routinely attack Dan & I [sic] in a vicious and personal way.
If you have any comments to direct at me in the future, I suggest you grow a set — be a man [Ed. note: This is what is commonly referred to as the tea kettle cozy calling the doily lavender.]– and just come right out and ask directly as the writer from Sadly, No!
Hypocritic [sic] assholes are not welcome at GayPatriot. [Ed. note: If only.]
-Bruce (GayPatriot)
www.gaypatriot.org
Of course, I assume most of you have noted Bruce’s hilariously stupid assumption that any comments on his site would be coming from the Sadly, No! web server rather than from the commenter’s own ISP. (For example, when I’ve left comments at Brucie’s site, WordPress, which Bruce uses, will clearly identify that my comments come from Comcast’s servers.) Fortunately for Bruce’s employer, I don’t believe he works in their IT department.
Anyway, this will all just leave Bruce convinced that I am Tim and Tim is me, which just adds to the comic possibilities here. But maybe when Bruce reads this (and you know he will) he can, er, “grow a set” and reveal the evidence that led him to his startling conclusion.
<taunt>The sound that you hear now is the sound of Bruce running out of the room like a scalded dog.</taunt>
UPDATE: “The” Gay Patriot himself showed up to leave a lame comment, with a typo, of course, which is not surprising since he left the comment at an hour that suggests that he’d had enough time to down a few Appletinis to work up the courage to stop by.




