Ain't That Some Shit?

I never understood all the hatred on these blogs between people who have never met and who will probably never meet in the future.
Why do some get so worked-up over people they don't even know?
Why do people care what complete strangers think of them or their opinions?

Some of these blog battles are almost legendary.
Very few are clever or insightful - most just degenerate into name calling and racial bating.
But of the few bloggers who don't approach blogging as a means to gain approval - David Mills (Well... as are most of those who enter the Octagon over at DeeVee's spot) was smarter than most.
His epic battles with Mike Fisher, SeeNew and DeeVee himself were always more witty and informative than many post-grad classes.

Unlike many of the hundred-widget-having traffic generating bloggers who imagine that having trite conversations with unknown people counts as having the real friends they lack in their real lives - most of the guests at DeeVee's spot (and very few others) are more concerned with quality than quantity.
Most of the battles are to determine "truth" while not being worried about popularity.
Mills' version of 'truth' often varied from my own - but Mills would fight for his points as though he were a character from one of his many hit television shows.
While UnderCoverBlackman has passed - his shit-talking will be remembered and chronicled as long as we have the means to exploit these Internets for knowledge.

Did I ever meet the guy in person?
Nope.
But Mills was always cool when we'd disagree online.
How can I miss someone I never knew?
I don't know...
It's odd...
Somehow many people are able to interact more with strangers online than they are readily able to in their day-to-day lives.
Sometimes ones higher position removes them from their minions which surround them.
Sometimes online communities become the meeting places for iconoclasts.
Sometimes blogs are where people "meet" other people who have had similar experiences, backgrounds and outcomes in life.
Sometimes these blogs are where he who wears the crown is able talk to someone else in a different area who shares the same onus.

"Huh...?"
"What...?"
"Are you...?"
Is all I could say upon hearing of Mills passing.
I care about someone I never even knew?
Ain't that some shit?

R.I.P. UBM