Seething

Once they invent a device that let's me reach through my monitor and slap the stupid out of somebody over the internet, morons will continue to abound.

In fact, I'd gladly take that as a full-time job. I'd LOVE to sit in front of the computer and throttle some of these ingrates, pulling them sharply so their squishy sloped mongoloid foreheads bashed against the edge of their screens; only letting go once their drooling rubbery lips have short-circuited the sticky keyboards, now powerless to propagate the ignorant blather they mistakenly feel it is not only welcome, but NECESSARY, to spew forth.