A Wholly Unsatisfactory Explanation

You know what its like when someone's trying to explain why they did something and you're spending the whole time looking at them and thinking "if you were lying anymore, you're teeth would turn brown"?

Well, the seemingly never ending death spiral of Plain Layne continues on with its stupid little expose death march. I'm no longer linking to the site because its not what I linked to originally, its a lie and I'm irritated by it and by the liar himself.

There is a pretty lively discussion on the subject over on Mitch's blog and I just weighed in with my pissing and moaning.

And what is it, what is it that really actually generates my irritation, my unhappiness with the death of Plain Layne and the forced exposing of the creator?

The first sentiment is purely prideful. I hate thinking I've been lied to daily for the last several years. On the website, in instant messages, in emails and even through the regular mail. I hate knowing that there are people out there that behave as if the rest of the world is there solely to amuse them.

The second sentiment is intellectual admonishment, I should have seen the inconsistencies, I should have put 1 and 1 together to see that Layne was a man (baby!) or that the stories just sort of kept repeating themselves. There are plenty enough clues as to the basic falsehood of the blog, the character and everything else about it. But I didn't see them, didn't want to see them, I guess.

The third sentiment is one of righteous anger. I invested myself into that blog, I made it part of my day, I talked about it with my fiance now wife? "Layne" and I exchanged emails, I even went so far as inviting "her" to my wedding. It infuriates the hell out of me that I was stupid enough to be suckered so hook, line and sinkerly.

I'm sure there's more to vent, more frustration, more irritation. I mean, the way the "Layne" writer has dealt with the destruction of the blog is just incredibly callous. He needs to get back some of the angst he generated. How hard would it be to find out who he really is and put a little suck in his real life? No, I'm not suggesting retribution, not at all. But I wouldn't mind if something mildly bad happened to him. Nothing serious, just enough to let him get a sense of the pain he spread along with his manure posts about a fake lesbian with no boundaries and a penchant for strap on dildos and buggery as well as a serious video games jones.

I knew it would end badly when the tapestry began to unravel and the first seeds of fake reality starting appearing. And it has ended badly. With a poorly thought out, poorly written and wholly unsatisfactory reasoning and explanation for lying to a large group of fans.

Would I have read Plain Layne if there'd been a disclaimer on it that it was fake? Maybe. Probably not.