I've gotten a few messages on my douchebag crusade to put a stop to kid-jokes on this site. Most were simply inquisitive; a few were poor attempts at insults, (FYI--if you're going to call me names, at least spell it right. 'Faggot' has two 'g's and 'asshole' is all one word), and others were whole-out confusing. (You know who you are....)

You might wonder yourself why I give a shit. (Or not....whatever.) I've only disclosed this to one other person here, not giving a shit enough to let the rest of you peek at my inner demons enough to get to know the cockbag behind the keyboard. So, in an attempt to (1) stop the disgusting kid-kill jokes, and (2) stop the onslaught of similar questions to my inbox, I've decided to put it in writing.

This isn't easy to write; fuck know's it shouldn't be. The reason behind my 'douchebag crusade' is, quite simply, very personal. I'm not a fan of the kid-death gags because I've had to endure the loss of a child in my lifetime.

At the unprepared-for-life age of 21, my ex-girlfriend and I had a kid. Scary stuff, especially for a chap who'se biggest goal in life was pounding Stella Artois on the weekend (an awesome beer, not the name of the ex-girlfriend) and rocking through a job that was of little challenge to an expensive education. Growing up was done, goals were set, and life was looking all roses and sunshine.

To the letter details aside, all you fine folks need to know is that at the tender age of six weeks, my kid was taken from me by an asshole who thought it wise to drink and get behind a wheel. Plain and simple, it fucking destroyed me.

Reading ill-thought jokes about child dismemberment and death brings everything back to those dark, dark days six years ago. I find nothing funny in this type of humor, nor should anyone else. I've dedicated my life's work to ensuring the safety of those in my community, something I gave little to no thought about prior to these events that have shaped my character. I'm in a good, solid place today with an awesome child of two and another one on the way. One can't help but wonder what it would all be like otherwise, but things have turned out okay in the end....most nights, anyway.

By encouraging this type of "free speech" in the blogs or the commenting sections is an insult to anyone with a conscience. I can't stop people from laughing at this shit, nor can I stop if from recurring. I can, however, do everything in my ability to make sure it doesn't go un-noticed.

So there you have it. A bit of a downer, I guess, but a reason for my stance on the subject. I hope in the future those of you in the defence of such 'jokes' will stop and give a second thought as to the content. Call it unnecessary censorship, call it not being able to take a joke, I don't care, really. I call it a dark reality myself and countless others have to remember on a daily basis. I'm not looking for sympathy....quite the opposite, actually....but felt the need to defend my pure hatred of the shit the multi-account user 'lord_infamous' spews onto this section on a frequent basis.

Otherwise, that whole "humble as fuck" line is pretty funny.

So I'm going to ask flat out, nicely and with little sarcasm: please stop with the kid stuff. Write your crap, do it all in capital letters, and live out the fantasy of actually touching a breast. For the sake of decency, don't involve kids in the elaborate spinnings of lunacy.

As to not leave you with a sour taste of depression in your mouth, let me close on something a little more positive: Boondock Saints II is out this weekend; everybody support the fledgling career of Sean Patrick Flannery and go buy a ticket. Also, Monday the 9th Liverpool plays Birmingham City, so everyone support the Reds in what my betting slip hopes is a victory. (Soccer is a sport....go to hell!!)

Cheers,

-The Big Bad