The first person to comment on my blog was someone going by Citricritic AKA Citrus. He...for I found out it was a he (maybe)... commented on my first post, a picture of one off my tattoos. He said it looked like Cave of Lascaux It was an intelligent comment, and since it appeared within 5 minutes of my blog's existence made me think traffic was going to be a cinch.
I quickly became a fan of Citrus's blog...with its bright lemony colors and literate writing. I checked in daily to see if the posting would be absurd or serious...light or dark. I did notice that there was a notice that the blog contained fiction. So much of what he wrote seemed serious, but yeah, the notice said to take it all with a grain of salt.
Several days ago Citrus posted that he had to leave the country for Canada... immediately and something about the Republicans being after him. He compared them to Nazis. He said some goodbyes, said we would never hear from him again, and that he andHugo (his lover) were making a break for freedom.
Puzzling. My BS meter began to ring in the distance but at this point I was willing to accept that my "good" friend Citrus might just be paranoid. (Or even, it's not paranoia if people are really out to get you.)
Well, it wasn't the last time we (the bloggers in his circle) heard from him. He began to leave messages around with codes where the owner was supposed to get it was him. And he began to post again to his blog. After the Republican message he'd stripped his archives and blogroll, but now the blogroll was back.
The posts were about his desperate bid to leave the country (with 10,000) strapped to his body, his plan to marry a lesbian in Canada for citizenship, and his flight from airline security...
We also began to hear from Hugo. Suddenly the plan was to go to Iceland... Then it got strange. ::grin::
In our circle the people tended to fall into three camps...the Citrus is One Funny Mo'fo camp, the Getting it Was a Joke--but Really Pissed Camp, and the thinking it was a Scam-For-Money Camp.