Thunderdome and Chainsaws

Once upon a time, I made a friend on Twitter who seemed to share my feelings about the ridiculously outgrown political power of right wing culture warriors. Now it is suddenly 1985 again, and I am arguing with a Junior High School Reaganite about the plain English lyrics of a Mötley Crüe song: “They do NOT encourage devil worship. What part of ‘Shout AT the Devil’ do you not understand?!”

This is the most ridiculous thing I have ever seen Imani Gandy (ABL) tweet:

I did not tweet this song solely at ABL, as @vdaze and @HoneyBadgerLA (both white) were also copied in the tweet. It is a song about losing a halo, which those individuals have been doing in my blog. Nevertheless, she insists I have tweeted this song at her as though it was meant for her alone, and as if it indicates some violent tendency in my character rather than the loss of her angelic image.

Quite simply, ABL does not wish to deal with revelations that (1) she systematically ratfucked a progressive organization and her fellow progressives to advance herself (2) she was ratfucking said progressives on behalf of a right wing con artist (3) she had ignored solid advice from her victims and her own board at TeamUterati about said con artist (4) her friends helped her continue ratfucking the same progressives by smearing a prominent Twitter cat who she feared would expose her behavior.

That’s too much for her to deal with. It’s much easier for her to start a flame war over rock and roll.

Frankly, I find this situation more than a little hilarious. ABL used to tweet about her readiness to take on debates “with Thunderdome and chainsaws,” but now all she can do is rile up people over the title of a song playing on your local rock radio station. Does she really need them to defend her from a “dangerous” blogger in Alabama, or does she just want them to ignore what I say about what she has done?

Some people will say anything to suck up to a Twitter celebrity in their time of need, no matter how bad they have screwed up. One of ABL’s supporters even told me that this song should never be tweeted “to anyone” — a ludicrous proposition, as it has been shared on social media thousands of times. No sane person ever thought the song was a coded instruction to commit an act of racial violence until ABL needed to talk about something else besides the things her webmaster, Heather Chase, has done to progressive men and women on her behalf.

Mind you, ABL has more followers and a much tighter fan club than I do. As I wave goodbye to her friendship, I also see the backs of some of my best fund drive contributors and retweeters. Oh well! There is always a price for telling the truth, but as far as I’m concerned it’s less than I would pay in self-respect if I didn’t defend my friends and our movement by relentlessly pursuing the truth. Dissonant, thin-skinned tweets certainly won’t stop me, and they sure can’t stop the music.

“Silence, legion! Save your poison. Silence, legion — stay out of my way.”

About Matt Osborne

Veteran blogging the culture wars from Alabama. Video journalist, mash-up artist, aspiring novelist, and metalhead. Expect bunnies, geekery, dark humor, and snarky empirical analysis to annoy idealists of all stripes. You can follow me on Twitter, but be ready 'cause it might get loud.
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