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Monday, August 31, 2009

THE MK. There are other places InstaPunkers go to have at it with each other. Ordinarily, we don't intrude. We do what we do here, and they do what they do there. But there are times when they're having a better or more interesting conversation than we are. That's when we say, hie yourselves to the Metalkort, and give them the benefit of your attention and insight. This time, there are two posts worthy of your attention. One already has plenty of comments (more than we usually get) but is so educational it requires more:

This is not Bosnia.

Another is a splendid joie de vivre post that should receive more input than the ultra-serious Metalkort crowd has seen fit to give it. Shouldn't we be as supportive of enthusiasm as we are angry about intentions of death? I think so. (Sorry, Billy. There is something transcendant about sport, no matter how jaded you are.) It's about hockey. And it's also authored by our most prolific commenter, Eduardo, who gleams with a love of life itself that most can only aspire to. Name the subject and he has three times as much to say about it as Instapunk ever has. And he's not nearly so obnoxious.

Football's here, but it's not on my mind

And for the snobs in the readership, I remind you that once upon a time we had another hockey fan among our number, sunk in luxurious indolence now, who wrote hilariously about "The Hockey" and the "Anyshell." Do an 'advanced search' for "Puck Punk" and you'll find some of the funniest entries ever posted here before the arrival of Brizoni.

Simple conclusion. Into the Metalkort is cool. Where InstaPunk is depressing, Metalkort is gangbusters. Go there. Have fun. And then report back. Unless you go to Shuteye Nation Underverse first.

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