Hillbuzz Dujan Vue Part Deux: Where Is Kevin Dujan AGAIN?
Kevin Dujan, no longer Sub-Rosa
Helloooo Hillbuzzers again! This is your unreasonably friendly hostess Mrs. Polly, (just ask some conservative friends, in, um, high places ;^}) telling you to try looking up the Hillbuzz July '09 archives. Yes, try all you want, but you won't find them, because that was the last time Kevin and his many personalities went seriously, mysteriously, AWOL.
Now I go AWOL from poor old neglected Snarkopolitan all the time, but then I am not trying to build a major online presence, don't hit people up for money, or inveigle them into doing pro-bono work for the Cause while keeping them entirely in the dark. (Yoo-hoo Admin~ ever wonder who "Chrissy" was? She was the one who did all that work before you, was mistreated, and left.)
There is one thing on which you can rely: when he does return, his unexplained absence will result in a scolding. From him, to you, with passive-aggression and plenty of self-pitying "I type-my-fingers-to-the-bone-and-this-is-the-thanks-I-get!"-ing.
I'm sorry you guys have gotten involved in what is basically the World's Crappiest Cult: pleas for money, guilt-tripping, loyalty tests . "Eeyores " is a classic mind-control device. In Scientology, they're called "Suppressive Persons." In either case, questioning of any sort is given a pejorative classification, and everybody frantically tries to avoid being labelled with it.
It is amazing to me to see how people swallow the disrespect, and excuse it, over and over. Some finally have enough and leave, and are replaced and it all starts again, but some just stay. Possibly they can't admit to themselves that clinging to the lashing tail of this untrustworthy, melodramatic, impulse-disordered ex-PUMA is a mistake?
There's plenty of info in the sidebar about Dujan and me, which puts all my cards on the table, and explains my stance toward him. I got an anonymous tip about the situation over there, and so this post. You'll see from my archives that I don't spend much time on him any more; a Dujan-free life is a good, peaceful life.
I recommend it.
Brought to you as always by Mrs. Polly of Snarkopolitan, the somewhat somnolent blog, because this is no way to be spending Father's Day!