Icelandic existentialist angst

Half a year ago, I wrote a little blog post about Icelandair, a bored and rather halting attempt at mimicking Bill Bryson. A couple of days ago, it was posted at an Icelandic humor site. Since then, a bunch of Icelanders have been duking it out in the comment section – from what I can gather, a battle between puerile keyboard jockeys with too much time on their hands and hand-wringing, more decent types lamenting the level of civilization of the opposition.
Which leads me to think that either there is something out of kilter with a segment of the Icelandic populace, or that Bill Bryson’s comment section is strictly filtered…..