One joins in a forum or starts a blog to find people who share the same interests. Language and Literature, in my case.
Word Reference, my favourite, and Using English. I also joined in two other forums just for fun and light chat with nice people, TTT and Word Irreverence.
It was interesting to discuss favourite topics with intelligent, cultured people. One, er, intelligent female, or so she seemed, was a member of three of those fora, too.
Let´s call her Eve, in honour of the first silly female ever to inhabit the Earth. This Eve character may not be the first silly female ever to inhabit the Net, but it will do.
Of course there were interesting men writing on these fora. One of them was specially appealing to the Eve character. A very intelligent, attractive man with a wicked sense of humour. Let´s call him Gerry, in honour of the very intelligent, very attractive and humorous writer Gerald Durrell.
All went nicely among linguistic discussions, literary extracts, word plays. Then the wordplays took a strange twist: the Eve character declared herself addicted to sodomy, offering her bare ass for an avatar and publicly declaring her naked desire of being fucked, avant et derrière, (her words, not mine) by the Gerry character.
Some of us thought she was going too far. Innuendo is all right, bad taste is not. I doubted whether the Gerry character liked such an aggresive approach; he was, after all, an intelligent bloke, and I have yet to know any intelligent bloke who likes to be cornered by a virago in full heat.
A blonde haired, green-goldeneyed, big breasted Eve, or so she described herself; but a virago nonetheless.
To make a long story short, the Gerry character decided that a virago might be quite all right for guiding the Révolutionnaires to the Bastille, but had no place in his bed, real or virtual.
And the Eve character, frustrated like a lioness in heat, could not believe that any man in his senses would reject such a blatant offer.
The bare truth, that Gerry did not like stalkers, not even well endowed goldeneyed ones, she could or would not accept. She had to find a more dramatic, fit for a soap opera reason. It must be, it had to be that another woman had robbed her of her prey.
Ms Alexandra Cohen was the chosen target of her fury. Her victim had committed the unforgivable sins of first outwitting and then utterly ignoring the Eve character.
That Ms Alexandra Cohen and the Gerry character had never dreamed of having an affair, either real or virtual didn´t matter much to her: she had been rejected. Her pride was hurt, her jealousy was blinding, and she was raving mad with rage and frustration.
An Eve character wandering from forum to forum spitting her rage, her venom and her jeaousy against the man who rejected her advances and the woman who dared to utterly ignore her.
Venting her frustration in the form of “communiqués” sent to whoever wants to listen to her, be either members of a forum or mailing lists, trying to get her imaginary “enemies” banned from every forum in the net and/or discredited.
How´s that for a more than vulgar and pathetic SecondLife?
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