When I first started blogging back in 2005 there was a blog that many people linked to, it was called Brat Boy School. Well, the blog was called the Brat Boy Bulletin and it was part of a larger site called Brat Boy School. The minute I went to the site I was turned off by it. The design emoted an Ambercromie air coupled with an insipid sense of exclusivity and it's purveyor was Ethan Reynolds, a plastic golden god who is now one of the Ginch Gonch underwear models. Call me a snob but I like my blogs to be gritty, amateurish, silly, and maintained by geeks, sex addicts, freaks, pinkos, coonasses, ex-mormons, and all other kinds of enigmatic characters. If you want "perfection" there's plenty of that in mainstream media.
Even though the blog wasn't my cup of tea I was a moth to a flame and occasionally visited it to see what was going on but I never bought this blog. Here was this really pretty boy that somehow managed to create a very slick website, and who quite often posted blogs about politics with an extremely neo-con bent. It just didn't add up. I had all sorts of theories, one of which included that the real owner of this blog was a Karl Rove operative whose mission was to indoctrinate impressionable queers with neo-con vomit.
Well, my instinct was correct. According to a Nov. 9th post the jig is up. The blog was a fake, and moreover a scam in which people lost money. I can't possibly sum up the drama here, so if you're interested you can read all about it at Brat Boy Bulletin. First impressions are everything.