Overthinking, Done Poorly and At Length
I don’t normally go out of my way to point people to incoherent rants about me on the Internet, but, I have to say, this 7,800-word screed with me as its focus is something very special indeed, and I feel I would be remiss in not sharing it with the world. It’s not everyone who gets their own Unibomber-grade manifesto about everything that is wrong with him.
Mind you, it’s not just about me; I am also used as a convenient springboard to kvetch about other people and things that are horrible and wrong, too. But I’m in the title, so there you are. I will say by the end of it you may come to realize, as I did, that the essay says far less about me than it does about the author. Bless his heart.
Update: The author has appended to the original screed a 4,300-word addendum, addressed to the commenters here. It is also very special.
Update 2: Aaaaand now it’s been taken down. Ah well.
Update 3: Appears to be back up again! Joy! The addendum has expanded by an additional 2,200 very special words as well.