But as if that were not bad enough, I then have the poisonous John Uphimself commenting:
In many cases I have empathy with SGs (sic) derision
Readers will appreciate that, after such a revelation, I was plunged into a slough of despond, from which I feared that I would never emerge. Uphimself empathising with me - what have I done to deserve such shame?? Now, at last, I understood the feelings of that other good and righteous man, when he cried out "But when I looked for good, evil came to me. And when I looked for light, then came darkness. My heart is in turmoil and cannot rest. Days of affliction confront me" (Job 30:26-27).
"Deliver me, O Lord, from the compliments of the Termites!" (photo: rankopedia.com)
But, at this, my lowest moment, the Lord smiled on me. Or, to be more accurate, Ernie "Good Moaning" Lazenby smiled on me, by responding to Uphimself, with a devastating revelation:
John with regard to your comment about Giddin's (sic). Sadly you seem to have selected (sic) memory, I recall you asking my advice as to what could be done about him because of an attack on you.
Can it really be true? Termites secretly consulting one another over "what can be done" about this blog? Uphimself so upset by my attacks that he asks the advice of "Knicker (sic) of the Yard"?
Oh, the joy of it! Life is worth living after all!