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I think the Shakespeare cult started in about the same way that the Beatles cult did: an island nation of people who suck at most anything artistic clung to one of their own who somehow achieved great success (with Shakespeare it was through the Elizabethan equivalent of fart jokes; with the Beatles it was flagrant theft from talented black people) and then just bulldogged them into “the greatest EVAR”.

Not that I have a problem with adding perspective to fads and pop culture movements. Quite the contrary, I actually applaud honest efforts to do just that. But you, sir, are not honest.

I actually read the thread from which you scraped Allisa and Peter’s posts. The thing that struck me about the thread was that, whether they were for against the Beatles, the vast majority of the posts were crass, ignorant and added little to a coherent discussion. There were occasional posts from both sides which warranted a good read, but the majority were just terrible, stupid and vicious.

But the point that you took away was: Beatles fans are ignorant a-holes and the people who hate the Beatles offer incisive, thoughtful commentary. In other words: despite any evidence to support your view, you cartoonishly stereotype anyone who happens to be a fan while putting your own kind on a pedestal.

Sorry, bud, but this site is proof that despite different tastes in music, blog writers and the people who comment on them are overwhelmingly hateful little people trying to shove their opinions down others’ throats. Your attempts to characterize your side as civil, thoughtful people is as transparent, wrong-headed and fruitless as your attempt to brainwash people into your warped style of anti-Beatles thinking.

Just stop, man. Your efforts are embarrassing.

Look no further:

http://suckmybeatles.com/2007/11/14/reason-709-elvis-vs-the-beatles/

Oh, shit. I’m having reCAPTCHA withdrawal.

I’d pay real money to see Mohammed Ali do the rope a pope and pump up his rump, pump up his rump, pump up his rump.

Your pal, the little thumper boy.

I forgot to mention that in accordance with the policies handed down from the Infinite Church of the Divine Octopus’s Garden, unless the context otherwise requires, words importing ‘pope’ shall include the word pedophile (or pedometer), and words importing the masculine gender shall include the feminine, unless for obvious reasons this doesn’t apply.

This must be what happened to your previous entry, sorry for the confusion, but god don’t fuck around.

I left a post here a couple of days ago agreeing wholeheartedly with Alissa and Peter, or maybe disagreeing with caveats, which are sort really old and shriveled sturgeon eggs that are cured in salt made from painful sweat of tortured gunnies, the scrotal sacs of which are used to make, well, you know, but that doesn’t matter. What does matter is that whatever I posted that didn’t matter didn’t take, like talking with the help desk at Mr. Microsoftee and having to press on the any key to continue, you know?

If the next pope after Eggs Benjy Dick is named George Ringo, will we all have to hold hands with some old pedophile dressed up for Easter mass and sing I WANNA BE YOUR MAN?

Disquieting pataphysicians need to know.