Mimi wrote:
I’ve been thinking about this overnight, and it has been troubling me. Stu is pushing 60 now, and a large part of his life is spent researching ways to attack a vulnerable group, and publicising himself doing so.
He’s addicted to arguing, and he’s found an unwilling sparring partner in the trans community. He can keep throwing punches knowing that somebody is going to have to try and defend the trans community and then he’s got the public showdown he’s addicted to.
He’s no more than another Katie Hopkins, making money and a name by rallying hatred. I’m sure that he’d adore to her notoriety and platform. You can see how much he gets off of being written up in major news outlets because each time it happens he’s rushing to tell his readers. And it’s kind of tragic, because he seems lonely and consumed by the need to argue and beat people down with words. It does seem like an addiction of sorts. Could you imagine the difference he could make in the world if he harnessed all that energy and research and his writing for good? But maybe that’s too crowded a field, so he takes the opposite side not because he necessarily believes in why or what he is fighting, but because his loud voice can easier rise above the crowd.
Well, hello everyone, if that's not too strong a term.
"Hello remaining four people with a quite extraordinary facility for grudge-holding" is perhaps more apt, but potato poTAHto, right?
The referrer link to my recent Frogger piece (you may enjoy
this fascinating and thematically-linked post) triggered a flickery light in a
very dusty old brain corner and I thought I should pop by just to say thanks.
Because if some of you folks hadn't gotten your panties in
quite such a massive bunch about being asked to contribute two whole pounds a month for content and a service, I'd quite probably still have been scratching a living writing quirky niche features about videogames and not having time to get involved in the politics game. But you made me branch out, and gosh what a marvellously interesting decade it's been. Thrills and spills, ups and downs, victories and defeats, days spent in police cells for slagging off mad Daily Express hacks, days spent in courts suing sort-of leaders of political parties and ultimately costing them their jobs, questions asked in Parliament, contact books full of actual lords and knights of the realm, and most recently being the centre of a
"landmark ruling" for free speech. What larks!
Who knew that a tiny handful of sulky whiny cheapskates refusing to chip in 50p a week for entertainment would have accidentally opened the door to some dreadful oik being able to crowdfund
well in excess of £1 million from people who - get a load of THESE crazy loons! - actually valued journalism enough to pay for it?
(Not to mention
tens of thousands more for some
good causes, and many further tens of thousands to fund OTHER people's journalism. Largely wankers, as it turned out, but them's the breaks.)
And it was on the site that YOU indirectly helped create that the wonderful ladies of For Women Scotland
first read about the appalling crimes being committed by sick perverts and paedophiles against women, gay people and vulnerable children being mutilated and sterilised in the name of the hateful, deranged gender-identity cult, leading
entirely directly, albeit after a long journey, to last month's groundbreaking Supreme Court judgment, which history will likely record as the pivotal moment in mankind's return to sanity and reality. So give yourselves a big pat on the back for that one.
And all with enough spare time to still write the occasional
35,000-word feature about
old Speccy games for free, just for the fun of it.
But what I really wanted to say
"Cheers!" for was that clicking that referrer link and having a funny little 15-minute nostalgia trip led to me stumbling across
this long-deleted old blog page that, I kid you not, I've been trying to find again for at LEAST seven years, because I had no idea what the original URL was to search the Wayback Machine for. Honest to God, can't thank you enough. I was certain that was gone forever, like dear old J Nash. (Cam and JD and I gave him a little sendoff at Fidel's Rum Bar a couple of weeks ago, kind of you to ask.)
Anyway, that's enough yakking from me. But credit where credit's due, you really made a difference. You
guys!Yr old pal,
Rev. Stuey
xxx