Duped!

Today the company that hosts the Broke Toe Productions site let me know that the domain had fallen victim to a mean, angry hacker. All of the files are still online and no information has been lost but aesthetically it's seen better days. 

Take a look:

It's strange. These baddies didn't remove any files, didn't secretly upload anything in hopes of free storage space and left everything else alone. All they did was delete my hard work. They gained nothing other than happiness from my misery. Because of this, it is safe to conclude that the attack was done out of maliciousness against me or someone in Broke Toe. 

I thought about it all day. Who? Why? I piss a lot of people off, sure, but nothing like this. Someone is very angry and I can't think of who it could be. 

That's when it hit me. The Broke Toe Site gets no traffic. We don't plug it anymore, I don't talk about it with anyone and it isn't linked on any of my regularly used outlets (like this blog). The only pace that links to the site that time forgot is Youtube. 

Who is on Youtube that hates me? Who is on Youtube that let me know at least once every two days that I am a moron and deserve to die? Who floods my inbox with blank emails and hate mail in hopes I will shut down the account? 

Well, I don't want to say anyone specifically. Why? Because I do not have enough information to be 100% certain that the people I think did this are actually the ones who did. 

Otherwise, I would be a conspiracy theorist. Nobody likes them. Right?

Hint. Hint.

First video response

I love youtube. You all know that. There is no need to elaborate. 

Even though I have watched over seventeen thousand videos I have never (not once) recorded a video response to a single one. Responses are part of the "Youtube Equation" that is tremendously important. For the past couple of days I have been thinking "I really need to start doing responses" but didn't know where exactly to begin. 

Ever since my 9/11 post I have been thinking about what I said and been really proud of it. Tonight I was thinking about it even more and I thought "Eureka! I will respond to those assholes who think 9/11 is an inside job!" and magic occured. 

A little personal context I left out of the video because I feel it's none of youtube's business: Last year on 9/11 I had only been in Chicago for a few weeks (tops). To understate the situation completely, I felt a little out of place and was very homesick. I walked out of my dorm and some moron gave me pamphlet saying "9/11 was an inside job!" and I took it. I stopped for a moment and was absolutely convinced I was going to hit him. I didn't. I then (all of this is during intense, unbroken eye contact) decided to call him a fucking moron and keep walking. 

I took a deep breath.

I didn't do that either. 

In retrospect, as I tell this story it sounds like I did the honorable thing. That's where it all gets complicated. In all honesty I regret not doing something. I feel like I let my city down.

It eats me up.

Keeping that in mind watch my first ever Youtube response. I guess it's a way of dealing with the past without actually having a time machine. Maybe I should have invested in the Time Travelers Fund...