A CelticBlog Reply To The Angry Sevconuts Who Never Get Comments Approved.

Ladies and gents, welcome back.

I say welcome back, although I know that you’ve never really left us. Of all my regular readers, I know that you are amongst those I can count on most because based on the volume of your responses to what I actually write you must read more of this blog than the average Celtic fan does. I owe you my thanks for that, so cheers.

I do find it curious, though, how long some of you spend trawling Celtic sites. I know most of the other bloggers and so I know I’m not alone in having to sift through your nonsense every single day and on almost every post. You spend an awful lot of time focussed on what we’re doing on these pages, even as you wail every time I mention your club.

So let me explain, for a second, why I do it and try to figure out why you do.

I do it because, to put it simply, it’s my job. This site is called The CelticBlog but long term readers know it’s sort of a cross-over from the days when I ran a site called On Fields Of Green.

Which was a Scottish football site, written from a Celtic fan’s perspective.

So is this. Go and look on our Twitter handle, @CelticBlog2018.

It says so right there. “Scottish Football From A Celtic Perspective …”

As part of my job, I read everything I can get my hands on, from every part of the Scottish football scene. Including some of the Ibrox fan sites. I watch as many games as I can. How else can I write about this stuff without understanding it?

So that’s why I do it. It’s not complicated.

Why do you do it? Why do you haunt this site and others? It’s never made clear, but the nature of your comments heavily hints at an explanation.

None of your comments ever address the point of the article you are commenting on. Almost all are some variation of the same point, and I hardly need to point out to people what the subject is. You come on here to post bile.

You come on here to spread rancid hatred.

That’s why your comments never get on.

That’s why your remarks will never see the light of day on this website.

Most of them are disgusting and those which aren’t, frankly, are too banal and ignorant and would lower the level to debate to below that of a stag-do weekend.

There are a couple of you, of course, who haunt this site and others more than all the rest put together and as your comments are almost all loathsome and I never post them I can’t respond to them in a proper way, denying me, in effect, any right of reply.

Well this is what I’ve waited a while to tell you.

Your constant presence here is the sign of a tragic real-life existence where your utter worthlessness is hammered home to you every day. This is clearly what you do to find some measure of validation in a world that otherwise treats you as an irrelevance.

But you are an irrelevance. Someone as hateful as you are isn’t going to find succour because your kind of dark obsessions cut you adrift from the rest of mankind.

This is a close to your 15 minutes of fame as you’re ever going to get.

Every day you get the minimum bit of my attention necessary to send your comment to the bin. Don’t flatter yourself into thinking that makes you important.

You’re not even a minor irritant.

It is the sign of an utterly worthless life … and I really wish you’d find something else to fill it with, something that might even make you happy.