getting absolutely eviscerated in my first substack beef

becoming substack public enemy #1

Earlier this week,

donald boat

went after the most notoriously depraved sex blog on Substack,

Worst Boyfriend Ever

. Like a moron, I defended the blog. Why? Because I like it. Because I speak my mind. Because fuck it, what’s the worst that could happen?

I was not prepared to get absolutely pounded from every corner of this website.

I should be clear: I don’t condone WBE’s actions or language. I don’t fuck with actual non-consent and I think Rape is Bad. I don’t hate women. I’m a pretty normal guy, actually. Here’s my previous post from when I met him in New York.

But yeah I admire his sexual openness and honesty. I aspire to be someone who can speak freely and fearlessly, about sex or otherwise. And I want to sleep with a lot of women. So when Donald posted his negative review of WBE’s blog, I replied with what I thought was obvious:

Bad idea. First, I got demolished on Boat’s page: (The attachments are broken because I muted him for a bit. My bad Donald, didn’t mean to squash the beef.)

Then a merry cast of woodland creatures hopped on the hate train:

i’ve been saying this

priya u can suck it

tim i actually like u and respect ur opinion

i don’t accept these accolades

i’m coming out in a substack post soon no joke

so be it

So now I am public enemy #1 on Substack (or #2 I guess). Was it worth it? Here are the results of the beef:

I’m hemorrhaging subscribers. Got some increased traffic but nothing compared to my viral posts. And the entire website thinks I’m a loser, pervert, idiot, and, worst of all, (since it looks like i deleted all my comments) a coward!

But hey you know what. Watch me cry about it. I’m all of those things and worse besides. I’m cynical, selfish, shallow, distrusting, disgusting, depraved, delusional, disagreeable, undisciplined, braggadocious, and I think I’m smarter than everyone.

So I’ll say it with my chest. I like what I like. Given the chance, I’d do it all again.