Alyssa:
It must be really hard to be so perfect. I'm guessing you are in your early thirties, so this means you've successfully navigated every social pitfall and popularity-sapping situation for the past three decades. Congrats, because you are seemingly the only human being to ever pull off this feat. Every person you've been introduced to, been friends with, dated or let into your life has fully embraced every single facet of you without question. Nice job!
But meanwhile, the rest of us have these quirky imperfections (some call them personalities) that sometimes don't jive with other people. For example, I like to whittle life-sized wood carvings of historical leaders from 13th century China. My wife hates historical leaders from 13th century China.
On the other hand, my wife has an affinity for collecting used mustache wax from famous barbershop quartets of the 1920's. Had she told me this on our first date, I would have admittedly thought, "That's kind of weird, but I'll bet she has some other cool hobbies that we could do together." And that's exactly how it turned out - when I'm not whittling and she's not canvassing the barbershop quartet memorabilia forums, we like to take long walks down the beach in over-sized penguin costumes. Somehow we figured out a way to make it work in this crazy world.
My point is that you should start preparing for a life of loneliness. The way you justified the digital evisceration of that poor gaming dude is indicative of a bigger and self-destructive pattern in your personality. You will never find love, I suspect, for all the reasons that are bubbling up on the internet in the wake of your experiment-gone-wrong.
The guy just wanted to get to know you better and maybe make a new friend. And I think the most-likely result of all this scuttlebutt is that Jon Finkel will emerge on the other side a better and stronger person, and probably quite a bit wealthier than he was last week. Meanwhile you will remain an unhappy and lonely woman, sniping at others across the internet while ever-waiting for a prince that will never arrive because he is too busy playing Magic or WoW.
Sincerely,
Jose Brando