Public Apology

UPDATE: I was totally wrong. Full retrction posted. NC Renegade is NOT a plagiarist. I had NOT clicked on the continue reading part, which linked directly to my blog. So, I apologise fully. I make mistakes too. You may record this in your diaries!

Just so you know NC Renegade is a fake site with zero original content who steals posts from people like me and pretends it was written by a non-existent Roth Harbard.

I know most will not cate at all, but plagiarism as blatant as this has always pissed me off. Ever since some Indian kid a few years younger than me copied my essay for the yearbook that I graduated on, verbatim, because it had won first prize and passed it off as his own, winning that year’s prize too because teachers had changed and a few years down the line no one knew.

It is the act of a subhuman gutter rat that has no actual human imagination at all. Worse than beasts of the field, because they steal, shit in the street and spread disease.

And no, it is not about the “fame” or “glory”, though sure, it can irk a little when Graham Hancock plagiarises some parts of The Face on Mars and still gets it wrong but makes a crap load of money from it.

But the main reason I am saying exactly what I think about plagiarists here is simply because innocuous though their crime may seem, it is, in fact, a very good measure of the overall intellect and integrity of a person.

The most prominent sensation plagiarists elicit in me is a complete and total dismissal of them as even remotely worthwhile creatures. They instantly pass from potential human to merely a faint, bad smell —like a stale and partially dissipated small fart in a vast space— forever.

And so far not a single one of them has ever crossed that barrier in the other direction. They are, eternally, mere ghost-farts in human form.