The Mystery Is Solved...
Dear Sirs,
I would like to object in the strongest possible terms to your link to my blog. It is most impolite to creep up on somebody after a barely coherent rant on one of her favourite topics, and invite a host of right-wing readers to identify with it. I now feel obliged to defend the liberal sentiment of my position, which will require a new post paying more detailed attention to the internal logic of my argument. I deeply resent this.
Yours Sincerely,
Ms Melancholy.
24 comments:
The Times has gone up hugely in my estimation lately. That, of course, is wholly unrelated to their books section carrying a very nice review of my latest novel. It seemed important to point that out.
Oh Dave, I'm so glad that I know you are having a little joke (aren't you??) I confess I was slightly embarrassed at the link: located just after an article slamming Oiver James' new book on mental illness and late capitalism, which looks quite fine to me.
You've been outed, Madam! Blogosphere is not a safe space - you never know who might sneak up on you and what perceptions they might indulge in.
*shiver*
God. That's actually a bit spooky, Ms Melancholy. I've chosen to arrive here incognito today - for safety reasons - but am hopeful that my inability to say anything quickly and get to the point will allow you to know who I am.
I thought we were all just shouting into space out here, safe in our relative and cherished anonymity. It is unsettling, to say the least, to think that there might be, you know, real people out there who actually read this stuff. And then they can point other real people in our direction with links and things. Outrageous. I may need to slightly alter some of my own posts which deal with horses in a slightly murky way.
My mum is a real person, for pity's sake, and she might be alerted to these atrocities being carried out in space. How come the world can't just leave us bloggers alone? The swines.
Not in my name.
Greeting and condolences from Ireland. Or Kenya.
Atyllah, it's true! I forgot that for a moment but shall be more specific with my rants in future. Don't want anyone mistaking me for Melanie Phillips. Oops, there I go with my big mouth. Now people googling 'Melanie Phillips' will find my blog and heaven knows what will happen then.
Mr Anonymous, with my remarkable powers of deduction I have guessed already. There is only one person out there who confesses to a horse fetish, and it's not Harvey Smith. Be careful! It's a minefield!
Why is PE not using his name anymore? We must all be careful when leaving comments on your blog. You're super famous now.
They're all watching us.
My name?
I do not feel at ease to sign off with a link to my real or indeed novelly named blog.
x
I like this game! I got it! I got it!
God damn it. This game rules. I think I knew who that last person was. Does her name begin with the letter C? Sorry, excuse my manners...does YOUR name begin with C, anonymous? Were you looking for the guy who hung out with Eve?
The horse guy (again)
x
I got it wrong, didn't I?
Horse.
I think you're right.... at least I'm hoping you're right cos that was my guess too. And if we are both wrong, but both guessed the same, that means both our minds work along broadly the same lines which, frankly, scares the hell out of me. So let's hope we are right.
Horse and Ms M,
I am so tempted to say that you're wrong, but you're both right.
I am indeed in search of a man who used to play with ants.
You can both have gold stars.
x
I need to make my clues harder ... next time!
Is it really possible, Melancholy, that your visitor with the "novelly named blog" is the only one - apart from our good selves, of course - who has recognised that this is a game of limitless potential?
I staggers me that there has not been a stampede of anonymouses leaving cryptic clues. People are weird.
Well done, anonymous, for your decency and warp - and well done about the book, as well.
But Melancholy, these are troubling times we live in. And what the hell do you mean about being frightened by the thought of sharing thought patterns with me? I'm normal, I'll have you know.
Pony Boy x
It's a terrible thing for a therapist to say, and if I were being a therapist now I would feel very ashamed of myself. Thank goodness, then, that this is my weekend off. I like the game. Any more comers?
I keep coming back.
Will nobody play with us?????
Pony boy - thanks x
Will someone play hide and seek with me???? Leave a clue and then go and hide in someone's blog. Hmmmmmmm. It may begin to annoy people though. Hmmmmmmmmm. I fear that I am alone in my chuckling to myself.
x
Now, THAT is a bloody brilliant idea. Blog hide and seek. Only Caroline could be so inventive.
See you around: I am going to sit in the u-bend and think about death.
Oh, bugger! I clicked 'publish' before anonymising myself. I always was crap at games.
Laugh out loud!!! You're supposed to be anonymous!
Tricky tricky!
x
you do realise that I've been searching for a moaning myrtle blog! I'm that sad child that keeps playing after everyone else has gone home.
Lots of laughing!! This game is too hard for me, and if only 2 of us are playing with the whole of the blogworld to go at, I could disappear for months! If you want a treat, though, go and hide out at Mad Baggage for a while. She has a great post up...
OK - I get the whole stalking thing now. I know I'm insular. I would work on it but it is the only thing I have going. Anyway it IS funny in ways I had not imagined and at least I have a famous blogging friend.
Hello Ms Pants - good to see you.
Ms Melancholy, I've read the last three anonymous comments - a good number of times - and I have no idea what anyone is saying. I have totally lost the thread. Who is who anymore? I thought I was a whole heap cleverer than this - but I am bamboozled and shaking. I don't like games I don't get.
I've even read what Ms Pants has to say and I'm still none the wiser. And that in itself is unusual. People have got to learn to play fair - my head just hurts bad now.
Disgruntled Horse x
Hi again Ms P - I do like it when you drop by, although you won't be getting any serious comment round here today. Blog hide and seek is the order of the day. We think it might catch on.
Hey there, Pony Boy - its a Harry Potter reference, and I suspect you would rather chew off your arm than watch the movie so we forgive you for not knowing. Dont' panic. Just sort out the bra thing.
I'm impressed with the Times Online link - right down at the bottom now, but with a proper name check and everything, like a real famous person. Wow.
I have no idea what the rest of this comments thread is about though - someone appears to be a horse, but I sort of lost it after that.
Don't be impressed with the link, Mr Z. I clearly sounded like a reactionary old fart or they wouldn't have given me the link in the first place. Oh, the shame. And as for the rest of the comments - well, just a bunch of bloggers playing 'who am I?' on a Sunday afternoon...
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