Ferris Wheel Of Hatred

The war between the members of the Ashley Greene-Hating Twitter Community wages on while the rest of us go about our normal lives. Sometimes we forget that others are out there, fighting for us, and when we remember the war still is going on, battles being lost and won, we feel guilty. But only for a passing moment-- then it's business as usual. Maybe that's the way it's supposed to be, though. Maybe they are fighting, in a way, for our right not to care. It's hard to say. But at any rate, these people are attacking just about everybody these days, like the Viet Cong or something.

FuckUTrashley, who went apostate on TrashTheAshley over the almost-certainly fake DM she claims to have received from Greene herself, is now getting a taste of the venom he or she continues to send in Ashley Greene's direction. I'm tempted to say something like "what goes around comes around," but I'd feel like I was writing a hook for Taio Cruz or something.

FuckUJashley, who seemed caught between two factions for a while before throwing her support behind anti-TTA forces, is also feeling the wrath of the TrashTheAshley's fans, who may or may not just be (but probably are) projections of TTA's subconscious.

I've been puzzling as of late over the identities of Mindy and Ana, and it seems like both of them speak as "FuckUJashley," sort of like Eddie Brock and the symbiote that together make Spider-Man's enemy Venom. Or maybe it's more like Harvey Dent and Two-Face, and whether it is "Mindy" or "Ana" speaking is determined by the flip of a coin. I'm not totally sure how dissociative identity disorder really works, I haven't watched The United States of Tara yet.

Meanwhile, soon we will be discussing Ashley Greene's appearance on the upcoming cover of Teen Vogue. The intern who (probably) runs Teen Vogue's Twitter account similarly did not escape the dogs of war.

The haters wage this war while continuing their standard endeavor: calling Ashley Greene a whore ad nauseum. It's a bleak picture, I know. But maybe there is hope. TTA one day aspires to be normal, and not a total sociopath.

Good for him/her/they. I'm sure one day a creative team of doctors will be able to create a very life-like simulation of domestic bliss for TTA, and she will be able to realize this fantasy almost fully, right from her bunk bed in the padded room, between shock treatments.