I've also joined the sbm yahoo group to check it out, (I'd wager most of the members of that group are probably burners doing the same thing) and it's interesting to note the discrepancy between email notices that include the entire text of a person's posting, and what I see when I go to the actual group site.
It's pretty obvious it's highly edited with a bias (of course) in favor of the sbm crowd.
To sbm crew; you're pathetic. Get a life. If you want that as constructive criticism, try this; spend the precious seconds of your life doing something more worthwhile than spreading venom and hatred. Try taking on some person or group that actually does some real evil instead of setting yourselves up as dragonslayers against BM, who you know is a safe target, who would not do to you what tobacco companies or real corporate polluters would do. You wimps. Grow a real set, you self-styled keyboard heroes. Your delusions that you're actually accomplishing something worthwhile here are leading you farther and farther into your own fantasies.
Some of the posts on the yahoo sbm site are pretty funny, maybe I'll repost them here so we can laugh at them, since this thread refuses to die. Maybe some real ridicule of how stupid and lame you fucks are will shut you up.
From the stop burning man!!! yahoo groups site;
Greetings, Obscurotron!
It is I, redvtec, he who possesses variable valve timing with
electronic lift control. Actually, I no longer possess this
supernatural power, but it remains my Yahoo ID, nonetheless... At
least my hooptie is still red...
Yeesh. Now, that's funny. You can't make that kind of stuff up...
And here's some
poetry <sniff> from someone who
loves the earth so passionately, that he must be right in everything he says in defense of it right?
The greatest beauty is organic wholeness,
the wholeness of life and things,
the divine beauty of the universe.
Love that, not man apart from that . . .
lines from Robinson Jeffers
Sweet Jesus.
Look, I keep telling you guys, sometimes gently, like my pm'd response to you trying find some common ground with me, and sometimes like a big brother who might smack you on the back of the head to keep you from going outside wearing a tutu and therefore getting the shit beat out of you by the neighborhood kids- You're wasting your fucking lives with this whole shit-stirring experiment, and nothing good's gonna come of it.
Be the dime you seek.