You ARE the weakest link, goodbye!

In French:
https://www.ouest-france.fr/bretagne/saint-malo-35400/pres-de-dol-de-bretagne-un-chasseur-charge-et-blesse-par-un-sanglier-6043306

So the gist of this story: A bloke (who I’d say is going to be aged 40+ because you don’t see many younger people hunting these days) was enjoying a walk with his wife and dogs. He happened upon a lone sanglier (wild boar) which proceeded to attack the dogs.
Deciding to aid his dogs, he pulled out a dagger (WTF? because everybody goes on walks with hidden weapons, right?) to attack the boar.

Now, at this point eyebrows should be bouncing off the ceiling. Wild boars have a serious chip on their shoulder about how damned ugly they are. Hunting boars involves a full team of men (and some women, these days), packs of dogs, bugles, and raised up platforms so the hunters can get the hell out of the way.

One man taking down a boar with a dagger would land him firmly in the “made of awesome” category. I mean, picture Dwayne Johnson. If you’re a little older and/or haven’t watched action movies made this decade then picture Chuck Norris. That’s the sort of awesome we’re talking about. Because, you know, human vs boar is not a game one plays alone. Even organised hunts go terribly wrong. They’re just that nasty.

But alas, no. This man managed to stab himself in the leg with his own dagger, at which point the boar must surely have been thinking “dude, seriously?”. Boar slams him the chest and decides to leave without killing him or menacing his wife.

Wife manages to get him home and calls the emergency services who take him to the big university hospital in Rennes (normally when people get taken to Pontchaillou, it’s an “oh crap” moment). They decided his situation wasn’t critical and sent him to his local hospital in St. Malo.

The newspaper saved his pride by neglecting to name him. But I’m sure there are several medical teams, fireman, and most of the hunters of France thinking “what a wally”.

Another one to file under Fail.

Some twat using Apple stuff just emailed me this (the asterisks are mine):

Listen up Richard, or should I call you Dick. I don’t care about your anime interests or what hentai you beat your millimeter peter too. And I don’t appreciate when your condescending ass tells me that your assembly instruction of SWI is “Easy! ;)”. And I don’t much care for when Britney Spears was ‘cute’… Fix your god damn 1995 website using your drug dealer / prostitute email address. And linking your mom’s little cyber space. She can f***ing blast off into outer space for all I care. Get of my internet. I dont pay my ISP to show your sh**ty site in my browers.
Your’s truly.
Not your biggest Fan

What the hell kind of sad sack spends that long looking at my website to then flame me over how much they hated it? Don’t they have anything better to do?

PS – is that Britney stuff still there? Jeez, embarrassing! :-)

What the hell kind of sad sack spends that long looking at my website to then flame me over how much they hated it? Don’t they have anything better to do?

They did say "Get of(f) my internet", so maybe they own the internet? Maybe you should ask them about that.

They did say “Get of(f) my internet”, so maybe they own the internet?

Perhaps he or she is descended from Fluffy the the cat who used to be big in cyberspace “real” estate.

What the hell kind of sad sack spends that long looking at my website to then flame me over how much they hated it?

I wonder if his daddy knows he’s been sneaking onto the internet computer again? and when mommy finds out the language he’s been using he’s going to get his botty smacked so hard her hand will sting for weeks.

What the hell kind of sad sack spends that long looking at my website to then flame me over how much they hated it?

I don’t think it has anything to do with hate. I think that he’s just practising and gradually developing a certain debating style that will enhance his status in a particular social group. It actually doesn’t differ much from the highly regarded speech clubs in ancient and not-so-ancient civilisations, with their emphasis on language and style rather than content. The aggressive tone may turn us off, but I don’t think it really means something.

anything to do with hate.

He had a pretty decent look around my site, to remind me of dusty corners even I had forgotten, and then felt moved to tell me how much it annoyed them. It isn’t as if somebody out a gun to their head and said you will read this rubbish, they did it voluntarily.

enhance his status in a particular social group

Yes, the sort of middle aged angry white guy with a bleak looking future that votes for somebody like Trump because the hateful rhetoric justifies the guy’s skewed world view.

it really means something.

I’m not bothering to reply (don’t feed the troll) but it does concern me that people have such opinions. It isn’t as if it’s a thing on my blog that he took exception to – I could understand that, a lot of my blog is fairly political in nature. It’s… The idea of reading something, disliking it, reading more, disliking it more, and carrying on going until he felt moved to tell me to eff off. I mean, WHAT?