The Irish poet, WB Yeats, penned ‘The Second Coming‘ one of the most haunting poems ever conceived; in it, he says:
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Nowhere more so than on our beloved Internet, of course, where ‘the worst’, often behind a soubriquet, are given a platform to display their ‘passionate intensity’. Yet, often, with passion comes a lack of precision. It seems no fault that often those filled with wrath leave grammar and spelling behind before pushing through into the public domain of commentating. No need to re-read sentences aloud. No! they think. This idiot must know my opinion. He must know why he is wrong! And I am better than he!
I get my fair share of comments: some spam, some compliments, the occasional convert on a particular topic, a lot of ad hominem attacks on my character (insensitive, cold, unfeeling, etc., which are not necessarily false, just not helpful to the argument), and then these one or two misspelled, grammatically annihilated paragraphs. I had to write about the latest since it has become my favourite – directed at me after all.
Some time ago, I wrote a review on Rhonda Byrne’s sequel to her best-selling waste of trees, The Secret. Entitled The Power, I proceeded to spend a lot of time and space – really, like, a lot – demolishing her claims, aiming to lay a charge of immorality against her on the grounds of preventing the development of critical, ethical faculties in her audience (which is huge).
It’s doubtful any one of those people even read my review. It’s doubtful even many people in general did! But that’s not the point: My review is there, should anyone wish for such a piece. Yet the last commentator, someone called ‘Brian’, has just posted this little gem about the review. I’m posting it as it’s written (currently):
The author of this naive review should have studied physics properly before writing such a stupid nonsense. You do not know anything about the fifth force which was discovered by scientists and which conrols gravity, don`t you.
I just love it! Read it aloud: “…before writing such a stupid nonsense” is probably my favourite sentence this month.
However, how can one answer the last challenge? I don’t know about the ‘fifth force’ which ‘conrols gravity’, don’t I?! Er, no. I mean yes. Wait… I mean… What?!
I’ve learnt to adore these sorts of comments instead of ignore or be irritated by them. This is thanks to the most important video of the last few months: ‘Dot Dot Dot’. To anyone who blogs or writes online, I demand you watch this beautiful, brilliant clip. You’ll thank me. All you’ll hear in future is the great voice actor, D-Mac Double, reading your commentator’s misspelled idiocies.
Have stranth! Beacuase bad comments, like the Internet, are not going to die any time soon.
Please leave some of your favourite “bad comments” in the, um, comments section below. I want to start collecting them.

The Yeats quote is actually a paraphrase from a Shelley verse:
The good want power, but to weep barren tears.
The powerful goodness want: worse need for them.
The wise want love, and those who love want wisdom;
And all best things are thus confused to ill.
It is so hard for me to choose a “favorite” bad comment. I posted a debunking of pictures of a supposedly five-headed snake. Wow. The gems I got from that. This one is particularly bad:
“Most of us only believe what we see …. Some of us even believe what most others don’t see …. Take any major invention …. say Copernicus, Aristotle, Newton etc etc believed what no one else in their era had a wrong idea …. At this point if U don’t believe life in sun is possible, then you will never accept anything beyond ur thoughts ….. Its a thought block. May be we’d have read abt the temperature around sun …. But certainly we wud not have thought what else might make life possible in SUN ….. Mankind is still evolving and its not that everything thats found is correct … Most pupil believe only whats proven (thats Y most pupil googled) and accepted by most and not thinking beyond one’s imagination, be it anything GOD/OCEAN/LAND/AIR/SNAKE ….. END of STORY”
By Karthik S
How is babby formed?
(Honestly, I have to go get that soundboard now).
The mute make-up artist witnesses a murder, and then must avoid capture by the killers for what shes seen.