Okay, I kind of guessed the reason why my message on your forums was moderated, but now that I realize you erase any comments and lock any threads involving “the other console”, I can safely say you’re a big fucking baby. Okay, I realize that’s probably a measure to stave off the incredible amounts of fanboy jihads flying around, but you’re also stamping out any kind of intelligent discussion that might be had about this console generation, defining your place in it, and how you might start to climb out of this hole. You have more admins than MC Hammer had hangers-on, so some sort of intelligent policing should be possible.

But god knows, those retards aren’t doing anything about the massive amount of idiots talking down to people who are obviously smarter than themselves. It seems to be the official sport of the Playstation boards, and bonus points if you take any semblence of grammer, push it face-first against the wall, and rape it at knifepoint.

What follows is an excerpt of the aforementioned mental Special Olympics and some feedback from one of the smartest irc channels in the known multiverse:

The crime against intelligence: “i said they for obvious reasons…to not get this thread locked…dont try to be a smart guy, it doesnt work for u…ur not even a smart-ass…its not funny…settle down…grow up…and sit on the sideline..dismissed.”

And the feedback:

“I hate those. You can’t help but treat them like they’re thirteen. Even if they’re being reasonable, they come across as absolute shitfuckers.”

“I’ve developed some sort of ability that lets me ignore posts like that without even reading them.”

“What kind of fucking toolbox ends their sentence with ‘dismissed’?”

“I don’t know, but they’re a toolbox.  Dismissed.”

“It’s the ‘DON’T SASS ME BOY I FOUGHT IN THE WAR’ kind of toolbox.  Or at least someone with a deep bone-on for people who’re like that. The kind of person who only watches the first half of Full Metal Jacket.”

“No, it’s an internet tough guy.”

“That’s the best kind of tough guy.”

“Have you guys seen those guys that take pictures of themselves on their shitty bed in their underwear and they like, spread out all the guns and swords and knives and weapons they own on the bed with them and a bunch of cash too maybe. Like it’s some kind of Woman Bait. HERE IS FAIR BARTER, LADIES. And it’s always the shittiest, saddest bed and room possible.”

It’s me again. Let’s have a little postscript for PSN user “J_Hunng” (go ahead and let him know he’s an exploding, syphilitic canker. The dumb need not protection) following up any notice of the fact that the English language did not give you permission to put your cock there with “newsflash…its the internet…not english 101…again…grow up…sit down…nothing to see here.” isn’t an argument so much as it’s a reversal of five thousand years of written progress.

I mean, congratulations on being a quick study and figuring out how to use ellipses and all, but keeping in practice is pretty goddamn useful for those times when you have to come into my store looking like shit, asking for a job, and then misspelling your name in three different ways on the napkin with your personal info that you drop on the counter. It just doesn’t work.

And Sony; These people, these idiot moderators and the idiot posters, they’re pretty much your public face on the web. That’s BAD. A Scorched Earth policy and urine testing on an executive level might be called for.