The Funny Hate Mail I Get
I live in this funny space in my life where I’m really happy, really content, and really satisfied: 65 years old, living in rural northeastern Thailand with a really great gal. It’s been interesting to experience that unfold.
I’ve always received some degree of hate mail or hate comments. On my blog, those are typically deleted summarily. To an even greater extent, I get them on social media, and those people usually get blocked so they can’t do it again. In some places, you can delete comments; in others, you can’t.
I have a disposition where I don’t like something with my name on it to have shit-posting comments beneath it. To me, there are a lot of people who just let that stuff go, and to some extent I understand why. People with huge followings get hundreds or thousands of comments, and some percentage of those are inevitably from hateful shit-posters. If you can’t delete them or do anything about them, then something with your name on it ends up covered in shit.
It’s kinda like having strangers come into your living room and leave their droppings in the middle of the floor. That’s what it feels like to me, anyway.
So I do what I can. But it is, in some measure, satisfying that even the people who hate you—or claim to hate you, assuming they’re not merely trying to intimidate you—are often your most dedicated followers. They never miss anything you post, any video you make, or anything else you put out there.
That part is rather satisfying. So let’s delve into some specifics.
My post with video yesterday about X locking my account for 30 days drew an unusual amount of hate.
Here’s one, via email. A reply to my email list distribution to all my thousands of subscribers.
Good fuck yourself, abuser. You were always one of the weirder ones back in the paleo days but you’ve completely lost the plot.
He doesn’t explain what “plot” I have “lost.”
What’s funny? “Arlo” has been an email list subscriber for years and years, long enough to still be familiar with my Paleo Days, which ran from 2008 or so through about 2013. I still have lots of diehards from back in those days, many of them paid members here, going on years for that, too.
So it’s very good that X locked me for a month, according to Arlo. But I’m sure Arlo doesn’t want to be shut out. He’ll keep reading. Perhaps out of morbid curiosity.
Let’s move onto the fake doktor, Gary Moore. The first 3 minutes of this video explain it perfectly. Highly entertaining.
As the video explains, he too has been following me for years and years. Kicked that up once I moved to Thailand near 7 years ago, and because of his brief experiences here being hauled around as a passenger in a Thai gal’s car (he’s deathly afraid of driving and of motorbikes that 10 year old girls drive everywhere), we began email correspondence on and off until I’d get annoyed enough I block him. Three times over the years.
The block is now permanent. But he still emails, which goes straight to trash, unopened.
I’ll tell you something I’ve always disliked: I don’t believe I’ve ever used that common saying people trot out when they’re being hated on—“I live rent-free in your head.” I think it’s a cheap shot. It’s a cheap way to dismiss somebody because it dismisses—or criticizes—the act of thinking and considering something.
The result of thinking and considering can go in different directions, depending on values and so forth. But the active process of thinking and considering is a good human habit to develop. So I just don’t dismiss that out of hand. If someone is thinking about what I write, do, or post about, I’m not going to criticize them for that.
What I’m going to criticize is the result of their time spent thinking and considering—not merely the fact that they’re doing it. “Oh, I live rent-free in your head.” Well, I don’t know. That doesn’t sound like a good criticism to me, or even a good way to dismiss somebody.
You dismiss somebody because they’re a fucktard, because they’re an idiot. It doesn’t matter how much they thought about it or didn’t think about it. You don’t criticize them because they thought about it a lot or dwelled on it a lot. If they came out with something that’s just dumb, then criticize that on its own merits.
… Okay, let’s cover one more thing before I call it a day.
A couple of days ago, I posted a video of my gal working in the garden and around the yard. She was tending to the various trees, putting in a pond with water plants, and so on. She’s actually in the video as well, and she’s quite happy. That was one of the most positive comments I received.
The video is on YouTube, but I also posted it to my X feed. Most of the response has been quite positive. Surprisingly, however, I don’t know how it got out there, but I received a rash of hate—literal hate—from literal white supremacists. These are the sort of people who think I should be punished or killed because I’m with a brown-skinned woman from Thailand.
She’s one of the best people I’ve ever met in my life. She treats me better than my own mother did when I was an infant. That’s tongue-in-cheek, so don’t take it literally, but she treats me very, very well—surprisingly well, in fact.
Over the years, I’ve learned that maintaining a certain aura of indifference is really the best way for a man to conduct himself with a woman. And it became very clear to me during my years here in Thailand that Thai women don’t really care for what they call pāk h̄wān (ปากหวาน), or sweet mouth. They don’t care for flattery and all that kissy-kissy stuff. They like men to be men.
To do that requires a certain amount of indifference, in spite of how much you love and value the woman. That’s the paradox.
But back to the white supremacists: It surprised me. I’ve seen this before. Years ago, I had a rash of commenters—on Facebook, I think—who were frank and unapologetic white supremacists.
Now, I am a staunch advocate for white men and Western civilization, which created and invented essentially all of what we enjoy globally. Everything civilization enjoys was, by and large, crafted by white Western Christian men. I’m not a believer in any religion, but I firmly believe that Christianity is the best religion to intersect harmoniously with Western civilization. It works. It works out for the best, and I support it.
I’m also a completely conservative Republican voter. In fact, I already voted absentee from right here in rural northeastern Thailand in the 2026 midterm election. I voted a straight Republican ticket, ignoring nonpartisan races and any race where there wasn’t a Republican on the ballot.
But I do not abide white supremacy. I do not believe that anybody of any race or culture should exclude themselves from having a loving relationship with someone from another culture or race. That’s just fucking stupid.
I could give you hundreds—hundreds and hundreds—of ordinary rural Thai people up here in the Northeast who are head and shoulders better than millions of white people. I literally could.
Why do you think Western civilization has such a problem right now? It’s because of the failure—primarily among white men—of people who no longer understand what created civilization in the first place.
So, here, I’m going to show you a video of what I share with the girl, the little brown girl, that I love.
Well, I think that should about do it for today. Until next time.
UPDATE: Well, I couldn’t resist making a little intro vid about this post.
UPDATE 2. Couldn’t resist. Another one.
That will probably be it for today.
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