We hate your blog.

We hate Maxwell’s Demon, and we hate the post Reflections in Spheres.

1. WE HATE having clicked excitedly on your blog title, hoping to finally figure out what is wrong with our buddy, Maxwell. We know he’s tetched in the head, but we never expected a demon! So we get to your blog aaaaaaaand…math. Or “maths” as you say. Pfft.

2. WE HATE not having a clue what your blog is supposed to be about. You have really interesting post titles (Ooze of the Past, No Science Without Fancy…okay, maybe you have two interesting post titles), but when we read your posts, we have no freakin’ clue what you’re talking about. We even tried scanning your word cloud. “4d academia”? “Visual maths”? “Literature”? Why don’t you throw some Bigfoot or Compassionate Conservative posts in there if you’re just going to talk nonsense?

Math art sure is sapphic.

3. WE HATE that you can’t use your powers for good. There is only one proper use for math, Sabermetrics (two, if you count tipping the waitress). Just focus on what we care about.

Math art sure is Baroquely sapphic.

4. WE HATE that analysis of Maxwell’s demon, which proposes that a being (the demon), who can see individual molecules, opens and closes a hole between two containers, A and B, so as to allow the swifter molecules to pass from A to B, and only the slower molecules to pass from B to A will thus, without expenditure of work, raise the temperature of B and lower that of A, in contradiction to the second law of thermodynamics, has helped to develop the field of nanotechnology, and we all know what happens then. So we guess that’s the end of us. Thanks a gob, Maxwell. Maybe there’s a reason he called it a “demon”?

Math art sure is unambiguously sapphic.

5. WE HATE your rationale for launching your blog, and your abhorrence for the word “blog.” Why do people worry about why they are starting a blog? You drank the Kool-aid, maths guy. Buck up and figure out the single truth about blogging. Nobody cares. Your blog exists for the sole purpose of being hated by us. And now you’ve achieved blog nirvana. You may now retire from blogging. For the love of Mike, please, please retire from blogging. That goes for all of you. Just stop it. Stop. It.

Tell you what we’ll do, blogosphere. We’ll host an intervention for all y’all. “Hello, my name is Dimwitted No-talent Writer, and I’m a blogger.” “Hi, Dimwitted No-talent Writer.” We know you crave attention, or the illusion of attention. We know you think you have something important to say about life, the universe and everything. But the answer is 42. We were all getting along just fine without reading your pedantic, dull, pretentious, lame, wrong, God-awfully insipid reflections on everything. We’ll get along just fine in the post-blog world, too. C’mon people, let’s make it happen.