Degraded mass of animated dust…

The title is from Byron's beautiful "Epitaph to a Dog", which everyone should read.

A long-term mate of mine just wrote :

Who the hell is Daniel Miralles? He did a hatchet job on you at the following website, in the comments section: http://www.ibankcoin.com/peanut_gallery/index.php/2008/12/06/you-have-got-to-be-shitting-me/

To which I replied (in its entirety, with some explanatory material in square brackets)…

He's a guy from LA with whom I had a disagreement in 2007, who follows me around the web like a forlorn puppy and posts whatever is on his mind. For some reason he always chooses very dated threads, and although he checks into MM every single day without fail, he has never seen fit to even TRY and post a comment. (I would let such a comment through – no question).

A commitment to free expression means freedom for those who have opinions that I despise – and if reputation in dated foreign comment threads matters, then everybody ought to be very scared, because that medium has no filters (which is precisely as it ought to be). That's why I don't take any corrective action, ever: the ships must fall where they may. [Note - I meant CHIPS]

I rely on the market – those who know me, and those who don't, can form their own view. To the extent that it's a 'hatchet job' it chops off weakly-attached branches, which is useful.

Seriously though – if I thought he could do me any damage I would simply pay $900 to have him killed (there's zero search cost involved; I know his address in LA; times are hard for LA street thugs and prices have fallen commensurately). You know how I feel about murder as a personnel-management tool. [Note for the uninitiated: murder is a useful but under-utilised personnel management tool]

I might put up an entire post about this tonight or tomorrow – that would be a hoot. and would probably give little Daniel (his birth name is actually Blanconnier, not Miralles) a little nubby hard-on.

I've decided that I am going to be a blend of Diogenes, Byron, and Paulie from Fat Pizza: I'm even growing my hair to Byronesque lengths, you stooge. Get yaself to Autobarns.

So there you have it… take yourself to the thread in question if you're interested in salacious gossip about your beloved GT… I haven't read it myself – my personal interactions with the poor guy have led me to believe that he's unlikely to say anything I would find interesting – but it's bound to be juicy. He's not happy about my Boycott of Israel for a start, since he apparently has a Jewish wife (how the two things are related is beyond my ken, but I'm an anti-semite for having noticed it – apparently it's something of which one or other of them is ashamed).

If I want to read salacious stuff about my lovely self, I will write my own (under a pseudonym, of course).