Fuck you! And fuck her too!

Yesterday was one of the top 100 worst days of my life. The only good thing that happened was someone told me that I resemble Leonardo Dicaprio.
If you think that reading other people's complaints, which I will direct to 1) The Adam Carolla Entertainment Network and 2) the L.A. comic scene, is boring then please stop now.
Good.
Moving on....

You might have noticed below this post that the day began with the notification of the removal of two videos that I posted on Youtube. I spent the better part of two days uploading those videos while I did other tasks on minimum bandwidth because my computer is very old-- I'm going to replace it soon. It took quite a deal of endurance to post those videos because my other programs operated very slowly. Prior to the addition of those videos I have posted vids of Fiona Apple, Sarah Silverman, and the entire cast of Iron Man 2.
No one has ever complained about my videos prior to yesterday.
I know for a fact that Jon Favreau himself has seen my Iron Man 2 video. He didn't care. Jon Brion, who is shown in my video of Fiona Apple (which was also featured in a "New Yorker" online blog post), posted a link to my video of her on his Twitter account before he deleted all of his tweets. Obviously he liked it. It's safe to say that the owner of Largo (where the Fiona Apple video was filmed on the sly) has watched the video. He let it pass. Sarah Silverman obviously glances at my camera in my video of her. She doesn't raise an objection. The famous comedian Marc Maron has seen the video. He doesn't care.

........It all leads us to the Adam Carolla videos.
ACE crew, you threw the book at me without warning me or contacting me first.
Morons, did you notice that NONE of my videos have ads? Did you notice that I'm not trying to monetize or redirect people to other sites through the videos? Did you notice that I had absolutely zero ulterior motives for posting those videos? Did you notice that I'm a good man who does good deeds and those videos are solely for the pleasure of fans?

So... Why? Because you have some zero tolerance policy? Were you worried that I might eventually have a change of heart about monetizing the vids and take the 50 cents that you could have made on those vids out of your pocket?
Well, get (slightly) worried about this: I have spent more than $300 during the last couple of years on your merchandise and standup tickets. I am going to cease patronizing you. So, if your show lasts another 10 years or so you just fucked yourself out of an excess of $1,000 from me.
So, you saved yourself that 50 cents that I was never going to take anyway and pissed away ten Benjamins, not to mention whatever pleasure fans might have taken from the vids.
Brilliant. Stunningly brilliant.

Moving on....

L.A. comedy scene, I love most of you, but a few of you can go fuck yourselves. For a long time (since I began in late October), unlike almost all comics, I remained seated and supportive of literally every comic who did the open mic in the room even when my set was over. That streak ended yesterday.
Yesterday I experienced the most depressing set of my "career" because everyone was moving around, talking and not really paying attention to anyone, let alone my material. It was even worse than my very first set because at least then people were providing feedback to me through silence. There is a difference between not laughing and not giving a fuck. Of the seven people who were in the room, only one person was listening. The rest clearly didn't give a fuck-- about me or any other comic.
Guys, it's a reciprocal arrangement. I will not perform where I see that nonsense anymore. And it reflects very harshly on the L.A. comedy community, which is already characterized as totally indifferent to everything and everyone. Every comic likes to tell each other, "Get out of L.A. -- this is not the place for comedy. There is too much desperation and angst here." Well....

To the comics who DO care: I want to improve this scene. I've wanted to improve it since I started. I want to defy the stereotypes. I need your help.