"You've Got (HATE) Mail"

I don't expect anyone to like me, or what I write for that matter. Frankly, when I do get a proverbial back pat, I'm surprised & appreciative. I get a mild kick when somebody says "good job, Grand$", or anything to that effect, like most people would. But, when I got this comment Sunday afternoon, it really caught me by surprise...


***Mr.O‬ said....
I realize you will not blog for much longer simply because you can not write, do not have much to say that is innovative and all of your posts are the same. I love my kids, I suck at life, zzzzzz. You're like a Berenstein Bear (no shots) that is your lane you clearly are not that smart, be honest, but you seem to love your kids and thats what you should stick to writing about. You should not write about anything else because you lack any real depth, corporate perspective, where are your references, all you have is lame insults. You're a watered down version of your favorite writers. Honestly I'm simply being truthful you're a hack, probably well intentoned but a hack.


As far as reading your blog ban me, because im going to pop in and point out your idiocy constantly.
November 1, 2009 4:57 PM***


[tony's note: i printed that as is...the entire exchange is located in the comments of 'Sean Combs Wears Prada!'.]


Correct me if I'm wrong y'all, but that's quite a bit of hatred from a complete stranger, right? Not only does he know an awful lot about my content for somebody who thinks I'm a hack, but why even pay me any mind if I suck that immensely [||]? It's like that gallon of spoiled milk in the fridge that stinks to Jesus' sandals, yet one continues to come back & open the refrigerator door, pick it up, open the jug, & inhale the moldy stench. Then amazingly, repeat the steps soon there after. Personally, I say throw the shit out the very first time you decide, "Nah, this shit's not good at all...".


The whole process of subjecting one's self to anything so blatantly unpleasant is kind of bizarre
to me, but to each his own, or whatever. As an adult, I habitually stay away from things I don't like:


Gucci Mane's music. Penny loafers. Getting hit by cars. Fat women porn. Police. Stray dogs. Liars. The list is virtually endless, & it's not that hard, or at least it shouldn't be. But, Mr. O brought it to my attention that I'm not that smart, so then again, maybe I just don't know any better.


In case it isn't clear, very few things I say here should be taken seriously. I ASSumed by the title, that my snarky opinions would be understood as just that, unless I denoted otherwise. &, I've come to realize that those who truly fux with RAWIFDP know as much. Those who come here looking for truth & actuality should probably call their birth father or read the newspaper instead. I attempt to "entertain" people (or apparently not), nothing more. & if I happen to touch a spot where some realness shines through, that's an accidental bonus that clearly comes from a place of good intention.


After awhile, I got to thinking to myself, "Wow, maybe I do suck, & all these folks who read my shit, sometimes going as far as to give me props & respect on other websites, are just as dumb as I am...", but then I couldn't contain my laughter any longer. The good thing about the "Mr. O"'s of the (internets) world, is that they reminded us who write for the people, that for every 3-4 niggas who enjoy what we do, there's 5-6 cats who wait for a reason to piss in our cereal. But see, I wear my umbrella hat at the breakfast table, so I'm good.


It's not like I get paid, & I concluded long ago that I'll never be famous, or even remotely close to extremely popular. So in essence, I write because I like to write. I started my blog because I was nursing my brain back to functionality after almost drinking myself to death last year. Somehow, people started catching wind of what I was doing, & for the most part, it's been all love ever since.

There's a lot of people who dislike me already, & none of them are anonymous. They know me personally. Hell, most of them I'm related to. So, to have one more human in the long line of "Fuck Tony-ites" is no skin off of my back. Nobody likes to be "hated", but it's a part of life, so it is what it will be.


& for the record, I'm always accepting emails at tonygrands@gmail.com.


Like I always say, as long as folks keep reading I'll keep writing. Thanks for rolling with your dude, y'all...