I stopped being angry at the world when I was a senior at high school, instead choosing to focus that bitterness and aggression at women who had crossed me at some point in time or were in the process of the same. This guy decided on webcomics.
In my own journalistic integrity I attack issues (when I'm being serious) from a totally unbiased perspective, being both fully knowledgable of both sides and attempting to avoid infusing any of my own opinions into any portion of my story.
But not when it comes to women. When I called my last girlfriend a sexually challenged demonic trophy bitch with no fuctioning brain capacity that was not unbiased, that was me saying she was a sexually challenged demonic trophy bitch with no functioning brain capacity. Because she is. To me anyway.
When Solomon says that he doesn't like the part of VG cats where a small rabbit with a switchblade is the equivalent of God, sure I say to myself, "Well I guess that's a bit biased, because X and Y and Z." But in his mind the aspects of these comics that are a personal affront to him are the equivalent of me getting fucked with consistenly by the self-hating bitch engines of evil and calling them out on it (possibly. It's not like I can really know, although maybe he'll tell me if he really checks the things linked to his blog as much as he says he does). Obviously he likes certain kinds of webcomics. And when comics dissappoint him the unloading begins. Then the search for high ground begins anew.
Like me dating. Except comics can't have sex with him or stab him cruelly in the back when he least expects it. A function I'm sure he appreciates.
In conclusion, tl;dr dongs
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the kid's getting old, the kid's getting old