Saturday, April 23, 2011

Anonymous, Anonymous, wherefore art thou Anonymous?


Seeing a comment marked "Anonymous" can strike fear in the heart of even the most jaded Stardoll gossip troll. It evokes a deep-seated fear of the unknown that is held inside all of us. Anonymous commenters tend to say the bitchiest shit, they tell it like it is (a quality that I sometimes love, sometimes hate) and seem to have no fear of upsetting the unspoken social order that exists in the comments section of blogs.

Most of us tend to treat all posts labeled "Anonymous" as if they are coming from one singular person. A sole entity whose primary function is to make you giggle, roll your eyes, vomit all over your keyboard, and punch a kitten all at once.

Who is this mythical beast with the ability to inspire rage in the stomachs of "Elites"? What kind of person holds this capacity to somehow put what we're all thinking to words?

I've put together a few facts that I've collected about this fantastic creature known only as "Anonymous"… and he/she is not nearly as frightening as one would assume:

Whomever he/she is, they have some form of tourettes,


...he/she is clueless as to human mating rituals,


...he/she is a British schoolmarm from the 1890's,


...he is a he,


...and "his" birthday is coming up soon!
(screenshots from BFM, PSG, and MDM)


Gaah! I'm flipping out over the fact that I write here now, and that this is my very first little article. PSG is one of my fave blogs ever so working here is beyond amazing. ;D

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