In an effort to hang on to what's left of my soul, I try not to make comments here about lolcows unless I consider them actively malignant in some ways. CWC may be an unending cornucopia of autism and weirdness, but he's mostly harmless, and if he were to see something I wrote and feel bad about it, that would make me feel bad. Gossip is fun, but if I don't have anything against someone, I try to leave them alone.
I've been following this thread from the beginning, but when I look back over it it surprises me how little I had to say about Lou at the beginning. I made one fairly innocuous comment early on about how people who constantly delete and recreate their accounts annoy me, then nothing for weeks. Why? Because I felt sorry for him. Some part of me fell for some part of his mountain of bullshit and I actually felt sorry for him. I feel like such a sucker in retrospect.
And now look at me. I'm obsessed. I regularly spend huge amounts of time, which I will never get back, researching and cataloging his online footprint. I've been known to obsessively reload this thread and Lou's Twitter looking for new content. I hate this guy in a particular way that I don't think I've ever hated anyone before, certainly not anyone I've never even met or interacted with. He's worse than Rhys McKinnon, worse than Adrian Harrop, worse than Jonathan fucking Yaniv. There's just something about him that flips some kind of primitive emotional switch in me in ways that are entirely out of proportion to his impact on the world. And it's clear from the comments of others here, including a few who've specifically come here to vent about Lou, that I'm far from alone in that.