Let me start by saying: I was a hippie. I had long hair, smoked mass weed, and was a vegetarian. I have been to lots of Grateful Dead and Phish shows. I’m not particularly proud, but I’m not ashamed either.
When I moved to San Diego in 1995, I quickly settled in the funky, hippy, drugged-out neighborhood of Ocean Beach. I lived a few blocks from the Pacific and held a barely minimum-wage job as a cashier at People’s Co-op, a health food store catering to granola-types and acid wastoids.
It was here that I met BCC, and the other Celery Club founder, Flando. I was quickly fired from People’s. Although I was a hippie, I was pretty much the same high-strung, no BS-taking guy I am today. After a few misplaced words to a certain “Raw Foodist”, I was sent packing, and I gladly obliged.
Last week a post on the board pointed to their brand-new, janky-ass website.. A call was made to terrorize their message boards. Unfortunately, I didn’t get to see the mayhem my fellow clubbers had created, but I found out all about it soon enough.
This weekend I got a call from a squirrely guy who identified himself as the webmaster for the afflicted site. He was distressed, and at first attempted an offensive, asking me if I “knew anything about what was going on” or even if I cared.
He explained that BCC, a man who he believed to be a friend, had seriously offended him with spurious meat-related posts on the Vegetarian forums. He wanted to know about BCC’s “affiliation” with the Celery Club, and if “this was the type of thing we went around doing”.
I basically laid it out to homeboy in the manner I am known for. “Look dude, you shouldn’t take it so seriously, I’m sure those guys we’re just messing with you a bit.” But he was really hurt by it.
“I’m new at this web stuff” he said. I snickered, remembering his dreamweaver dhtml logo animations and comic sans fonts.
I explained to our beleagured friend that webmastering has it’s share of dangers, like the hordes of script kiddies, haxors, spammers and like-minded idiots. If a few silly bbs posts were going to cause this much drama for him, I’d hate to see what a syn flooder or BoF2000 would do. Besides, anyone who holds classes on “Healing with Crystals” had better have a sense of humor.
I thought twice about posting my resume, address, and phone # on the site after recieving that call, but I decided to keep it there. I’ve really never had any reason to hide who I am, and I stand behind the Club as well. If it means a little flak comes my way now and again, fuck it. I could always use a little excitement.