Trolling Trolls To Pay Your Tolls

That Time I Used Somebody Else's Infamy as a Catalyst For Over-Funding My Emergency Fundraising Campaign

Context

Between the end of May and into the first weeks of June, I found myself having to move.  I was being evicted from my home without any penalty due to obscure laws in Ohio regarding mobile homes.  Basically, mine did not meet the criteria to be allowed to continue standing.

I found myself $600 short of what I needed to move without any problems, so I took to Ko-Fi to raise the rest.  While I received some donations to help me out, it was clear that the fundraiser was likely to stall.  I didn’t really panic, but I was thinking I might need to sell a lot of stuff, or think of more ideas to generate the money.

Fate had other plans.

Meet The Clown

“Racist Furries Posting Their Ls” is an account that is advertised to display and mock furries who are displaying repugnant anti-social conduct, namely racist behavior.  If you already know who this is, then you know that this account is itself run by a racist, homophobic, spciopathic high school student just released into summer break.  It is speculated that the child who runs the account is even a furry at all.

This kid (yes, under 18, a kid) makes claims to be a far-left cyber vigilante who targets “exceptionally conservative” furries and assembles an army to “destroy them” either by causing them to be banned from Twitter, or embarrassing them in some way.  Problem is, he does not attack conservatives exclusively.  He attacks people at random, accuses them of being a conservative using some arbitrary mental jambalaya, and begins a full-blown assault aimed at his random victims.  By the power of slander, libel, and defamation, this kid gaslights a small crowd of ill-mannered morons into doing his bidding or running a botfarm on his behalf since he is underage.  I dunno know what he does at this point, I just know that it’s pathetic.

This spaz gets to enjoy the luxury of having no responsibilities, wasting his unlimited free-time being a mass nuisance, and reaping the bliss of neglectful parents who do not moderate his exposure to the internet.  He uses this combination of personal failures to sit around all day picking fights with strangers, organizing report raids, and masturbating to the results.

A Show in Name Only

If you are familiar with this loser, then you know that most people can’t stand him.  He’s only half baked and has the ego of the whole loaf of bread.  He’s got an itch for causing chaos among his associates, throwing his own people under the bus, burning bridges, being a creep, per many sources, and of course, getting caught in repetitive scandals as his lies fall apart in front of everybody.

He doesn’t even do the heavy lifting in the operation that he takes so much credit for.  Without his cartel of chuds, he’s just a shit talker.  In a way, it’s symbolic that he uses a Pokémon for his “fursona”.  All the creative work was already done, he just leeches onto it.  It’s very telling.

I could go on for an eternity about how this stupid fucker is one of the slimiest, narcistic show-boaters in the spirit of infamy, but I want to delight in how that smug façade shattered in spectacular fashion.

A Spectacular Opportunity

When I announced my fundraiser, he wasted no time pointing out that I was seeking help. He tried to spin me as a beggar, poor, a grifter, or something like that.  I guess he thought that his audience would take a latch and chime in.  There was silence.  Nobody reacted in his corner at all.  One of his friends in fact called him out for being callous considering my situation.  That person and I had a pleasant conversation.

This caused him to double down and point me out again a few more times.  His libel printer must have been out of toner because in this occasion, he decided not to try to spin some retarded narrative, just to point out what optics others would glean from his posts.

Instead of getting concerned or fired up, I toyed with him.  I got a donation at around the same time, so I DMd him and pointed out that he is getting my campaign exposure.  His childish conversation bleeding with misfired sarcasm just made him look autistic, as if that wasn’t already painfully obvious.

Continued silence echoed from his corner, but something fired up in mine.

The Motivation of Spite

Given his reputation and universal disapproval, whatever he had planned fell apart before it began.  I didn’t give him the satisfaction of a reaction, I just let him continue on a path toward…some unknown goal.

In response to his sharing of my fundraiser, and whatever light critique came of that, everybody who hated his guts responded with the most spiteful thing they could.  They sent a donation, helped me toward my goal, and embarrassed the shit out of him.

Do you realize how crazy it is to be so universally hated that people would pay money to ratio you?!

Don’t get me wrong.  I hate being boastful, and I appreciate every bit of support I got from everybody who donated; it was paramount to my moving process. I just want people to comprehend the magnitude of that situation, and understand that IN TWO HOURS, over $340, and in total, $1,110 out of a $600 GOAL was raised.

The Furry Community’s hatred for this shart was the catalyst for one of the biggest blessings this year.  That is huge to me.

A Note To RacistFurLs

It would make my day, week, month and year for you to be reading this.  I hope you know that when I “thanked you” in that DM, that was sarcasm.  As the title suggests, it’s possible to troll trolls to pay tolls.  While it wasn’t my express goal to use you for this purpose, you offered yourself up as a hate slut and shit just got crazy from there.

Don’t take credit for any of this – fuck you.  You were a catalyst to a reaction and nothing more.  Doomed to be dissipated as heat and waste.  You have a real problem.  People were willing to ratio you with ACTUAL MONEY.  Is that what you want to be known for?  So worthless and hated that people would do the craziest shit to let you realize that?

You are an actual child, man.  Your best years are ahead of you.  Do you want to look back at this as the best moments from the peak years of your life?  You have more potential than that.  Don’t short yourself.

This whole thing that you’ve got going on is cringe, man.  The iFunny Furry war bullshit ended in 2014.  I know, I was fucking there.  You’re larping at this point.  Go outside, find a field, touch some grass.  Find somebody who gives enough of a shit about you to hang out with you so that you can do something fun, and do something great.

If you really want to make a change, get educated.  learn as much as you can.  Harness your passion.  Go out into the real world and make real change.  This internet shit is just an illusion.  No accumulation of these pixels or alphanumeric characters will mean a damn thing to you in the years to come.  Stop bothering with it.

In conclusion, fuck you.  Get help.

-Flak

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