Rons Rants

A Blog Is A Self-Inflicted Invasion Of Privacy

Location: Newland, North Carolina, United States

I'm a fifty two year old happily married man who doesn't really like many people which is why I live on the top of a mountain.

Saturday, July 01, 2006

Teresa and Keeper

Just wanted to thank ya'll for taking time to leave supportive comments. I really don't intend to spend alot of my time writing about Rob Smith but, as long as some of Rob's "Manson Family" style followers continue to rip me, I'll be happy to respond. (I actually stole the "Manson Family" remark from Keeper...a good one indeed.)
Teresa, you are correct about the selfish way some, if not all alcoholics literally KILL their families.
I hope ya'll keep visiting my blog. I intend to keep laying the truth out there on a myriad of topics. I'm sick to death of all the B.S. out there and I'm going to call BullShit every time I catch a whiff of it.
Thanks again.

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Friday, June 30, 2006

Dear Anonymous

I received a drive by comment by some dick head named Anonymous. I wondered about the origin of such a strange name so...I looked it up. Turns out it is Greek for cowardly, spineless piece of shit. Who knew?
Anyway, Anonymous' comment was this:

"Blog all you want Sir, but you are not....and never will be a "Rob Smith."

My only question is this: Why the hell would I aspire to be a screwed up, self indulgent, self absorbed, delusional, wannabe William Faulkner with a queer daughter, a son who doesn't want to see him, and an ex-wife who probably had damned good reasons to screw him over every chance she got? Oh yeah.... he also killed himself and is presently burning in Hell!

Yeah, you are correct dumbass...I will NEVER be a Rob Smith.

I truly enjoyed reading his blog because it was a bit like a cross between rubber necking at a ten car pile up and watching the Jerry Springer show...I felt a bit embarrassed in viewing both of 'em...but I did it anyway.

Yep...I'm no Rob Smith but I guess I AM a bit wierd too. Just Damn. (my homage to Rob)

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Thursday, June 29, 2006

The Height of Hypocrisy

When Rob Smith aka Acidman assumed room temperature the other day something miraculous happened...he became a bonafied freakin' saint!

I logged onto GutRumbles intending to leave a comment and, lo and behold, I thought some other Rob Smith had croaked.

In keeping with my understanding of the recently departed Acidman, I left a comment which, unlike most of the other guest book signers, was completely honest.

I wrote something to the effect that, while he was one nasty, vile, irreverant, cantankorous, beligerent, outrageous and totally self absorbed son of a bitch, I would miss reading him daily. I wrote that, while I wished I could wish him a sincere God Speed, anyone who truly understood the man realized that he had pretty much gone from the frying pan into the fires of Hell!

Acidman would have approved of my doubt about it. He was no hypocrit.

I thought the comment was tame by comparison to what the Acidman would have said himself if he could've signed his own guest book. My post was not only yanked immediatly, I was accused of being "inappropriate"!! I couldn't believe my damned eyes! Inappropriate is a perfect discription of Rob's entire life as I knew him.

My point is that, for some reason, people have this ridiculous tendency to elevate assholes to saints, piss ants to heroes and scumbags to decent human beings once they stop breathing. It's really disgusting how often this happens.

It didn't take me long to realize that Rob's daughter or some other so-called loved one had actually removed his last post on GutRumbles in which he went off against almost everyone he knew including so-called friends and family.

On top of that, his final post stated, and I quote pretty much verbatum, "I'm pretty sure tomorrow will be my last day". Hell, he even pondered whether he would shoot himself with a .22 or a larger caliber weapon!

I honestly don't think Rob Smith deserves to have as his legacy all this touch feeley, revisionist horse shit. He didn't live his life that way. It's pure hypocrisy.
I once emailed him before he went into rehab and told him that my wife and I would pray for him. I immediatly got a reply in which he told me what I could do with my prayers. He was an unappologetic Atheist and all these attempts to remake him into a wonderful human being who is now sitting at the right hand of God is simply other people's way of trying to make up for their own mistreatment of the man. PERIOD.

I personally thought Rob was an extremely flawed man yet an incredibly unique charactor who was a lot of things but he was not a saint. Hell, who among us is? Certainly not me and I hope I'll be able to haunt the HELL out of anyone he attempt to potray me as such once I'm dead and gone.

There should be a special place in Hell for hypocrits!!

Oh yeah, by the way, I'm really gonna miss reading Rob Smith, warts and all.

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Death of a BlogFather

Rob Smith passed away recently and is being laid to rest today.

I read his blog everyday for the past year and a half or so after stumbling across him on Instapundit. It's ironic that the only reason I went to his blog was because Instapundit announced that he was dying. Yeah, I suppose that makes me one morbid S.O.B.. I wanted to find out who he was and why someone cared if he lived or died. The internet is full of crazy people and bloggers are a dime a dozen so...why would anyone care about this guy? I found his blog just as he was making the decision to enter rehab and kept track of him since that time.

I began this meager blog quite a while ago and never kept it up due to business matters, having a pace maker installed and just plain laziness but the death of Rob Smith aka Acidman has, for some reason compelled me to start blogging again. The main reason being is that
Rob and I seemed to be sort of kindred spirits. He never gave a fat rat's ass what anyone thought of his opinions and I frankly care less than that.

So...I'm planning on sticking to it this time whether anyone reads or not. Hell, I don't even know how you get people to actually find this freaking thing out of the millions of bloggers out there but, I'm going to do it anyway. If nothing else, it will serve as a diary of what's going on in my life, in my beady little brain and in the world. in peace Rob Smith. I hope you're not burning in hell since you were an avowed Atheist but....I fear that's exactly where you are. Damn shame. I'll be writing more about that later.

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