I begin this post on an awfully interesting note: I have enemies who don't know me! This is along a similar vein to the rumors surrounding me (also passed around by people who don't know me at all), though these rumors, I supoose, could be construed as "positive" ones.

I think it's a bit flattering to have enemies who don't know you. I clearly have a slight "larger than life" persona that has garnered blame for something that...truthfully speaking was never to be blamed on me. But the perception that I was the sole one in power at the time to do something so "terrible" is amazing, because it's flatly untrue. The positive rumors also entail a fairly incredible story (or two) which is nice - funny, but nice.

My grandfather wrote before his death that if you had no enemies upon your death that you weren't even important enough to be hated. Word.