Stephen Wells is an ignorant cunt, because being a cunt is the only way he can ever feel pussy.

His first article on knitting only moved me to say, "Oh. He can use Fuck as one part of speech. That's just... unimaginative." I did read a lot of invective that he stirred up by it, including a contest being held over at the Anticraft to create funky hats with bobbles and ear flaps. I was angry then, but not enough to waste yarn.

His second article on knitting, because since the first one produced such vitriol in response and bumped the readership of his backwater paper he naturally had to have a second one, further proved his illogical combination of knitters as both Nazis and hippies. The premise of both articles is that "knitting isn't cool." Apparently to him, spreading ignorant insults is.

I won't link his articles here. I feel badly enough I have wasted my time reading them. I dont actually care if knitting is cool or not. It's something I like to do, possibly as much as Stephen Wells likes wanking to porn in his parent's basement. I'm marginally bothered by my urges to insult him personally, but for all I know they're just as true as the paintbrush he used to describe all knitters as neo-Nazi hippies, waiting for their shot in a Leni Riefenstahl flick.

I hope he meets a really nice girl some day in a dark alley who bends him over a trashcan and uses a size 40 on him, because obviously, he's been fantasizing about it.

But from here on, I'm just not feeding this troll. I don't need to waste valuable stitching time thinking about him.  ¶ 2:56 PM