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The other night in Beijing, a number of bloggers got together for a night of great food at Xiao Wang Fu Restaurant and even better chit-chat. A few of us do this once or twice a year (this was the third or fourth time we held it at Xiao Wang Fu, my memory is fuzzy with numbers), the occasion being whenever Richard, the author and proprietor of The Peking Duck, is in town--we will get to do it more often now that Richard has moved back to Beijing, thank the gods for big favors. Jeremiah of the fine blog Granite Studio was also a guest attraction, being in town from Tianjin. Kevin Smith, of the Weifang Radish, was another excellent blogger in attendance; as was "Mercenary Sinologue," Brendan O'Kane.
I will let you read more about the event at the links above. Here, I want to talk about a subject that Richard and I discussed for the umpteenth time in the some 3 years we have been close friends: The scourge of anonymous trolls and the blight, nay, cancer, they are on the blogosphere. Richard stopped allowing anonymous comments on The Peking Duck a long time ago, and advised me to do the same (of course, The Peking Duck is one of the most successful blogs in Asia; these pages are not even a hatchling ducklet in comparison). Unfortunately, I did not follow Richard's advice--not the first time that dear friend has been right and I've been wrong on so many matters.
Further down these pages, you will find a post explaining the problem that finally caused LongBow to heed Richard's advice. Here I want to fight back at the ringleader of that shameful group, who in his obsessive, unfathomable zeal, made a mistake today and I now have his Internet identification information. I put it at the top of this post; I am placing it again here.
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Let us see how he handles no longer being an anonymous coward. My money says he slinks away in shame. What mischief can the friends of these pages bring down upon his empty, but strangely obsessive-compulsive little head? Hmm?
