I am very patient with stupidity but not with those who are proud of it. Of course everyone is entitled to be stupid, but some abuse the privilege. Strange as it seems, sometimes no amount of learning can cure stupidity, and higher education, more often than not, positively fortifies it.

Yesterday, I was so close into believing an Idiot who thinks that I have no balls. I literally had myself checked only to find that I have two good ones – one smaller than his head, the other bigger than his brain…PHEW!

Let us sample this Idiot’s stupidity and grant him or her that momentary fame that he or she richly deserves. In one of the comment, I was told, “only a coward hides behind his blog…because he has no balls to come face to face.”

Of course any fool can criticize, condemn, and complain – as I know most fools do. But when one comes into a blog that is solely mine in proprietorship, and then tags a comment behind an anonymous identity, there is no need to compare the size of our balls. Your comments came unsought; it also lacked propriety to justify your intrusion. So until such time you find for yourself bigger balls to play with, you are just a nameless man with gameless plan. Like I said before, I know that I have two good balls – one smaller than your head, the other bigger than your brain.

I also happen to know that your stupidity is no accident – it’s either congenital or probably hereditary. And I am beginning to wonder - If there are no stupid questions, then what kind of questions do stupid people ask? You don’t get smart just in time to ask question, do you? Surely you can understand my confusion. Other than knowing for a fact that you are really really stupid, I can’t possibly come face to face not knowing who the fuck you are – make sense to you? One man alone can be pretty dumb sometimes, but for a real bona-fide stupidity, there ain’t nothing I can do to beat you in that department.

I thoroughly disapprove of duels. If a man should challenge me, I would take him kindly by the hand and lead him to a quiet place and smack his head with my keyboard. It doesn’t require any particular bravery to fake a challenge like a boneless chicken. If you want to be a hero among men, go chase a rainbow and color it purple.

In the meantime, I will continue to do what I feel in my heart to be right. You can shame yourself in here if you want to. I will try to spare fool like you who hasn’t said enough, the last words. You’ll be damned if you do, I’ll be damned if you don’t. Sticks and stones may break my bone but words can’t hurt me. I will bleed this space with what I think because I am a WRITER, I will fight against any challenge because I am a FIGHTER and you should try to live happy to be a good LIVER. The next time, before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you are a mile away from them, and you have their shoes. Thank you for sending me copies of your comment. I’ll waste no time reading it.