I didn't really hate them at first. It was more of a feeling like you would with a child who, simply refuses to listen and consistently gets into trouble. That didn't last long.
I discovered Skins's island the day it was born, purely by chance.
I had the television on (I lived in Omaha at the time, and had a set for guests) the morning of January 20, 2001, and just by random chance I happened to be walking from the bedroom, where the computer was, to the kitchen to make some coffee, when I walked through the living room and glanced at the television.
At that very precise moment--I'm
sure God meant me to see it--the C-Span cameras recording the inaugural parade focused for a couple of minutes on Skins and Lord Marblehead EarlG hoding up a banner, DEMOCRATICUNDERGROUND.COM.
I took note of the name, and a few days later I checked it out.
I'm
sure God meant for me to see it, because if I'd been a minute earlier, or a minute later, walking past the television, I would've never known.
I have no doubt that's franksolich's divinely-appointed Purpose in Life; to be a Scourge of the Primitives.