(Pictured from left to right: Jason Miller‘s mother, Chael Sonnen, and Jason Miller’s girlfriend.)
There is no truly no place on the Internet more hate stricken than that of the Twittersphere, other than Sputnikmusic or well…here, of course. I’ll be honest, I’ve had a Twitter account for a few months now and I’m still not truly sure as to what its purpose on this world is. Do I care if Kourtney Kardashian is currently releasing the contents of her latest trip to Moe’s in the second floor bathroom of a Versace outlet? Not really, but apparently there are nearly six million people on this planet that need to be made aware of this disturbing fact, right down to how many pieces of corn managed to find their way into the bowl. But I digress.
Perhaps the most ironic aspect of Twitter, at least in my mind, is its ability to make celebrities willingly trade away the last bit of privacy they so desperately ask for when bombarded by the media. In less than 150 characters, these public figures can run their names into the ground, yet even the UFC encourages it, handing out monetary awards for “creativity” and “growth percentage” for this “social” media network. Where, in times past, people wrote down their thoughts in journals, diaries, or simply let a thought go, nowadays everyone from Miguel Torres to King Mo have significantly screwed themselves by using this device as a platform to express their innermost feelings for the world to see, somehow unaware that it would bite them in the ass almost immediately. Such is the case for Jason “Mayhem” Miller.
Always the funnyman, Miller took to his Twitter yesterday and jotted down quite a zinger in light of Chael Sonnen’s recent Twitter remarks concerning Alistair Overeem:
@mayhemmiller
Chael berating someone on their test level is like me making fun of someone’s bad haircut.
Pretty good, right? It’s not Patrick Cote smack-talking some sense into Tim Sylvia good, but there’s no denying that Sonnen was out of line, you know, considering Overeem’s T/E levels were lower than that of Sonnen’s when he pissed dirty just two years ago. Well, apparently Sonnen, like most shit talkers, doesn’t like it when the jokes are aimed at him, and fired back with the following:
@sonnench
MayHem: Due to time constraints I am currently confining my Twitter wars to active, relevant, fighters ONLY. Buy a T-shirt on your way out.
I may be new to the Twittersphere, but I believe the hashtag I’m looking for here is #BOOMHeadshot.
And though Miller would respond with, “don’t worry-you’re a beatdown away from obscurity. I’ll be happy to beat your head in-that’s if it’s not still on a pike in Rio,” the damage was clearly done. Even though I am normally quick to back Miller up in most cases, I think the winner of this one is Mr. Sonnen by a factor of about a fucking thousand. Considering Miller was nearly beaten into obscurity by Michael Bisping following a shitstorm of trash talk, his response here is less a clever comeback and more a reminder of all the money he cost me at the TUF 14 Finale. And God forbid he isn’t able to get past C.B. Dolloway on May 26th, or he will literally mirror the statement he just made.
And with that, yet another case of pointless pseudo-celebrity verbal warfare has come to a close. Miller has now been defeated by Sonnen in both the cyber ring and the caged one. Meanwhile, Mark Hunt is quietly using the social device for it’s only positive purpose, Twitter-bombing your way into a title shot. God bless America.
-J. Jones