You promised you'd leave if i did this:
The KID: You know, if you're truly not afraid of me, you'd put this exchange directly on the first page of your LiveJournal for everyone to see, instead of screening this like a pussy. I know how that accusation burns your ass. But seriously, you are afraid, which is why you're screening, IP logging and doing all the ineffectual things you've been doing. Like threatening my life, haw, haw, haw! Anyway, put me on the front page of your LiveJournal with your response, and I'll go away happy. Although, truth be told, I'm going to go away soon anyway, probably right after I send this...now, onto your shit...
The words "under God" were added to the pledge in 1954 through a federal law amid a Cold War push to distinguish the United States from an atheistic Soviet Union.
Not only does this fact make it an unnecessary element at this point in time, but there is not only One God in America.
The KID: Grampy, where the fuck were you with this when the debate was relevant a whole year ago? It's dumb, it won't go to the Supreme Court, and it will not be heard, the blather is all about the Christian Right making some noise...before they outlaw abortion.
I feel it should be stricken as the last thing we need right now are more nods to the Cold War. What, the Patriot Act isn't enough? What with the secret behavior of our own Government these days,
The KID: ??What do you mean "these days", do you seriously think that there isn't form of permanent governance in place in this country that proceeds at pace with what's been dictated by a small few who've been in power for more than a 100 years? "These days", the goverment is allowed to do pretty much as it pleases, as long as it's secret, and all elements are eliminated, and never heard from again. The only things we get to hear about are those things that are "discovered", what else do you think is going on behind the scenes, out of view, and completely secret. Spare us the naivet�.
our distinction from the Soviet Union doesn't seem to be so great anymore. If this goes to the Supreme Court, those two words will become engraved into the Pledge, and then not long after we'll officially be living in a Nationalist Theocracy.
The KID: They're already engraved in the pledge, try your hardest to say the Pledge of Allegiance without these words and then rethink your statement. Despite the growing vocality of the Christian Right, know that as a whole, people are substituting "spirituality" with the word "Christian" or "Religion" in this country. It's a slow shift, but it's happening, even though most of these people still link themselves to one institution or another. Secularism will take hold here in 150 years. Look at history, and see how quickly social change is happening. Stop watching the Fox News Channel and CNN, they report on things that inflame audiences, and push at sentiments to keep people tuned in. Evolution is back in the textbooks in Kentucky. So naive, Grampy. Your political observations are so off.
Praise Jeebus!
The KID: Jesus was a Buddhist. Look at the history of Christianity to see why this is so.
Still, he cums . . .
He's written more insulting shit to me.
The KID: You're only insulted because you're an insecure, nearly forty-year-old.
He claims he's going to create a web page dedicated to slandering me.
The KID: Ooh, what a liar. I said vaguely, since you were threatening to stop my e-mails (impossible), and I couldn't post comments on your shitty journal, that I should create a website critiquing your crappy writing. Get things right, Grampy. I know, dementia, but still, you may be able to stave off the disease if you exercise that feeble brain.
I can't wait for that link.
The KID: Ha, ha, ha!!!! Do me a favor, hold your breath.
I don't deserve this.
The KID: Really, and that cab driver whose cab you humped deserved your insanity? Pleez. And btw, I love that I can affect you this way, it pleases me to torment you, at least for a little while. I do have a life, and I'm not at school ALL the time, though lately I've been spending lots of time in the computer lab compiling something pretty interesting.
I never did anything to anyone.
The KID: I never did nuttin to nobody. Most pathetic line yet. Grampy, are you really this fucked up?
All I did was suck as a writer.
The KID: Don't you think that's enough? And what do you expect? that if you put your crap out there someone wouldn't be offended by the content of your writing?
Like I'm the first.
The KID: And unfortunately you won't be the last.
Go away, Little Rat.
The KID: If you didn't have a German name, possibly Jewish, I'd swear that your term of affection for me was an Italian thing. But I guess this is only a "tell" (wink, get it?) of your age, and when, or where you were brought up.
This is your last chance, Little Rat.
How about you answer some of my questions instead of just spitting your immature bile at me for no reason? Why have I become a burr in your ass? A person with any stones would have told me by now. Instead, you're content to continue to harass me with no apparent purpose to this assault other than to waste my time.
The KID: Because you're like most of the stupid people out there who have opinions with no facts. You complain about everything, with absolutely no basis for your complaints. You're what's wrong with society: a middle-aged, do-nothing, welfare abuser who would rather watch TV than look for a job, and then spend all their time complaining about everything, yet not do one tiny thing to change what they think is wrong with the country, the government, the system, or society. You're useless...and it's my job, as it seems to be your job, when it comes to "other' people you encounter, to point this out to you. And it's also fun to get you going. (BTW, while I write to you, I have a decompiler working on...well, that's a secret; I needed something to do while I wait...so you're my project for the night.)
You're trying to chase me off the 'Net, and that ain't going to happen.
The KID: It's not! Hungh, I did manage to chase you off your site, 'least, for a little while, cause you're so easy, and weak.
This is your last chance, you silly fuck.
If you want to get into a dialogue, we do it right here. You stop posting my work in its entirety, and we have a proper discussion about why I, who matters naught to anyone but you, matters to you.
The KID: I critiqued your work, Grampy. and then posted a completely new story based on one of your lame premises, which I hoped you'd critique. Or have the guts to dissect, or maybe just improve. You didn't disappoint me with your reactionary take.
Not only am I sick of it, but I am mystified.
The KID: Why, you're exactly like me, I'm just more focused, Grampy. And you're sick, but still curious, aren't you?
A smart person would have left me alone because something that has no bearing on their life should not take up as much time as it has yours or mine.
The KID: Here's the thing, it hasn't taken me a lot of time. The remailers I used work on their own, automating the service HOURS after I use. And even the posts I make work in that way...with all the time you spend surfing the internet, you'd think you'd have learned a little about these services.
You get one more chance, Little Rat, to try to be an adult about this.
The KID: I won't be technically and adult till about 2.34 years from now, so no, can't oblige you. And YOU'RE and adult!!!????? I thought adults had jobs, contributed in real ways to society, had families, varied interest (other than TV), and worked to further their lives each and every day? Can't believe you'd be a representative sample of an adult.
So, tell me, apart from my suckiness as an author, why are you here, what did I do to you, and why does it matter?
The KID: I've said this already, in e-mails and other posts. It's fun to get you going. I get seized by glee every time you deleted comments, posted inane shit on your journal about how I shouldn't be affecting you...etc...kind of like what you felt when you humped a cab. Although don't have the latent homosexual theatrical bent that you seem to have.
If you were somewhat coherent about why you're here to attack me and my writing, you might have instigated an apology from me, but you chose this tack instead, just trying to hurt and confuse and befuddle me.
The KID: An apology for what? You're incapable of insulting me. And coherent, the problem with my lack of "coherency" is your lack of acumen.
It isn't working, and, after this, you will be ignored outright.
The KID: But you said this 800 times before! And yet here you are, NOT ignoring me. Grampy, stop contradicting yourself, it's very sad.
Last time, Little Rat, please be coherent and do not post any of my work in its entirety anymore or I will shut this down just as fast as I posted it.
The KID: Don't worry, pointing out the flaws in your only several attempts at writing were enough. Besides, you make the same kinds of technical (both factual, technical and writing-wise) mistakes over and over and over again; so I'd only get seriously redundant.
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unkempt
2003-03-02 21:50 (link)
this cat's a total waste of time and energy.
if i were you, i'd be amused by the fact that there was somebody who cares enough to bug me.
if you happen to get his address or anything, thou, i'll fuck his ass up.
The KID: Welcome to the Jazz AGE! You Krazy Kool Kats! You're really cute, btw, great face. Can I have a naked picture of you? And beware, btw, Grampy is 35, and has erectile dysfunction.
i'm glad you got the comments going again. i know it's not necessarily for me to post in here, but i sort of panicked when i saw that there was absolutely no way to contact you. gah, now i sound stalker-esque. i'm leaving now.
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The KID: Panicked, Kate, or Katie, or Whatever, he does have an e-mail address posted on this site at Verizon.net, or whatever; if you really cared, you could have reached him, you know? Stop exaggerating your concern.
deadscrypt
2003-03-02 22:22 (link)
I concur, but his insistence makes me curious.
The only reason I shut down the comments was because he was dumping 5000 word chunks into these replies, and really taking part of my home into realms of total chaos.
The KID: 'Cause I'm just that good. Don't you wish you were me?
I don't want to ever have to shut down the reply option to this place because I'm interested in the potential for debate.
The KID: Debating you is a one-sided affair. Seriously, you don't know much about much. You get all your information from TV. Nothing about your knowledge is experiential. Get out of the house now and then, go to the library, actually find out if dead skin can blister, then you'll have ammo for serious debate; because then you'll have some understanding of any issues you try to explain.
However, when the best people can do is tell me, "You're in love with Michael Jackson, loser," and "your writing sucks and you're old,"
The KID: Oh, what a baby. And how inaccurate, I was more descriptive about your loserdom than that...you just didn't keep my comments on line, for fear that others would read them, and I'd sway them into rethinking their opinions of you.
then it becomes a real waste of time for me. If you want to defend Michael's position, I'll read and consider your arguments. If you disagree with me and are eloquent, I'll read and disagree with your arguments. However, for whatever reason, instead of protracted debate, people use the same language I use in my attacks on these issues in their attacks on me.
The KID: Eloquence as a requirement for debate? Then who is there to debate on this board? All you've been doing with me is posting things like: "Why do you hate me?" "I never did anything to you!" "Wah, wah, wah! My life sucks and everybody hates me!" And when I gave you the opportunity to level some of the same criticism I leveled at you by posting a story of mine...you balked, ran away, and shut down the board entirely; and briefly, thought I'd complimented you (know what I mean? And was that funny!).
Not only is that unproductive, but it's a waste of everybody's time.
The KID: Uh, notice the paradox in that statement?
There is a certain amount of projected rage that I put into the posts on the journal. It is meant, mostly, to make you laugh, and to get you to think.
The KID: OH MY FUCKING GOD! How delusional are you!!!!!?????? Who comes here that you believe you influence? Three or four people a month. Maybe...or just one person now and then...Grampy, you're seriously delusional, and truly writing out of your ass in desperation. I may leave you alone after this.
It is also an attempt on my part to be honest with my feelings and ideas and to allow that honesty -- which sometimes manifests itself in confusion and contradiction -- to go unfiltered onto the page.
The KID: Hey, I'm being honest too, you're a loser, and you suck as a writer.
As to my fiction? I never claimed to be a brilliant writer.
The KID: Ah, there's the rub, you posted your stories on the web and then invited comments. An act of arrogance based in the idea that someone would like to read your stories, and then actually take the time to comment. Which if you think about how I appeared here, is a great compliment.
I know I'm just a fuck-up who's gotten lucky a few times.
The KID: Didn't you read what I wrote about how easy it is to get into unimportant anthologies? Luck, yeah, luck...
My only interest is horror. When I write, I try to be as honest with the visions in my head as I can. If that makes the language I use become nonsensical, then so be it. Most of what I look at is nonsense
The KID: Oh yeah, Clive Barker writes nonsensically? With no sense of cadence? Nor does he do research? And does Stephen King follow your precepts on writing? Dean Koontz, Anne Rice? Joyce Carol Oates? The visions in your head cannot compare to what these great people do, and they're great because each of them understands their craft in intimate ways that have to do with actually studying it, practicing it, and improving it. Honesty has nothing to do with your writing. Your writing is all about laziness, and mediocrity. And I'm offended by that attitude. But not that offended by you, like I keep saying, it's fun to taunt you. And eventually I'll stop. Probably today. If you actually have the guts you accuse me of missing, and just leave these comments up, for all to see! (chuckle)
, I do what i can with what's in my head. A couple of times people have chosen my work. I feel lucky, not gifted, so this guy's just proving the evident.
The KID: Lucky is an understatement, but here's the thing: those tiny opportunities you got have been completely squandered. You never learned anything from them, and you're still stuck in the same place artistically.
He just e-mailed me again with the exact same thing he sent a few hours ago from the other address (1:11 am).
The KID: Like I said, this is done automatically, by the remailer. Not by me. But it's funny how you're there just waiting for me to respond.
Why? Why, why, why, why?
The KID: 'Cause it's fun, fun, fun. And I feel *some* animosity for your existence as a puny example of humanity in this life.
He thinks I'm scared of him . . . I'm not scared of him. I'm trying to control myself from finding out where he lives and . . . and stopping him.
The KID: Ever had the shit beaten out of you by a 6 foot tall, 220 lb 15-year-old? Although, at half that size I'd still kick your skinny, lurch-looking ass. Get over yourself, Grampy. You're a threat to no one. Well, maybe to yourself, since you have suicidal tendencies. Get help.
I don't understand the assumed arrogance to just flail shit at someone you don't know whose work doesn't matter? I would never do such a thing. I'm confused, not frightened. He won't tell me why, he just insists that he's right. Why? Why should that even matter, and why does it matter to him that it should matter to me? I'm just confused, and I'm trying not to use words like "hunt" or "kill."
The KID: You and Michael Jackson, same difference. You and George Bush, or Christians, or the majority of the world you don't understand because you're so dumb in going about living your life. You do the same thing. You just like to dish out, you can't take it. That's your problem.
This last bit of mail makes me think he has some Republican leanings too which would just be oh so much more wonderful.
The KID: Ha! Republican!? Or even, Ha! Democrat! Please, either side is as evil and controlling as the other. Let's see, Bill Clinton, George W. Bush...hm? Okay, Bill Clinton, but only because he's not a fundamentalist fanatic, otherwise, same difference...in case you didn't really know that. Read more than 3 or 4 newspapers to get a perspective on what political affiliations actually mean. All it is is a different set of rich people legislating for a different set of rich people in a different part of the country.
Believe me, Unkempt, if your behavior is "stalkery" then I welcome it.
This other infantile baby bullshit I can live without.
The KID: Oh, really? I don't believe that, as your response, or your deletion of my comments prove.
What I hate is the presumption without getting to know me.
The KID: Like you knew that cab driver you molested, or you know Michael Jackson, or anything else you cry and complain about. Spare me the hypocrisy, Grampy.
He seems to have taken a few isolated facts and formed on opinion about my reality.
That has pissed me off to no end.
It's presumptuous assholes like this that I just want to kill and kill again.
The KID: To repeat, You're no threat to anyone but yourself.
And it's that sort of rage that goes into my writing, so, as far as I'm concerned, you can take your "style manuals" and shove them, Little Rat.
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The KID: Rage in your writing?! More like frustrated bleating. And now I know that you're actually "trying" to be funny. Which is even funnier, now that I think about it.
unkempt
2003-03-03 05:44 (link)
i don't blame you for shutting down the comments. at one point, i was being harassed in my lj, and temporarily deleted it. i've known people to go back and make every entry private. i don't suggest that you do these things, but livejournal harassment is a common occurrence. apparently your Rat has nothing better to do than sit down and critique your work, and make weak jabs at you. it's sad, really. aside from the morbid curiosity and entertainment factor, i wouldn't give him an ounce of attention.
The KID: If they were weak jabs, cutie, he wouldn't devote so much cyber-ink to me. Trust me, I'm hitting him where it hurts.
(by the by, my name's kate. it's kind of neet being referred to as unkempt, thou.)
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The KID: You're so cute!
I'm sick :(
deadscrypt
2003-03-03 06:45 (link)
Nice to meet you, Kate -- I'm unkempt as well, so whatever you prefer ;)
I woke up today with a horrible cold.
None of this "confrontation" would have bothered me if it weren't for two elements: 1) spamming me at home, and 2) the arrogant presumption to know me as well as Rat would pretend to. I only even bothered to notice him 'cause I thought this might be an amusing diversion.
The KID: Oh, bullshit, you found truth in what I had to write, and then tried to defend yourself, and are now obsessed with finding out what else I have to say.
However, rather than an intellectual challenge, I've been treated to a childish assault. The only way to deal with a child having a temper tantrum is to ignore it, or to kill it. I tried the latter, now that I have some tools at my disposal, I'll be indulging the former.
The KID: You're an intellectual? Really, that problem with kids today thing, and the Great Cab Humping are intellectual exercises? Oh, what delusion, are you smoking pot right now? Or were you when you wrote this? Hm, you know that pot is actually a demotivational drug? don't you? That may be part of the problem, and you don't see it. Too bad.
Two weeks this has been going on -- that's about 13 days too long for something like this.
The KID: Really? Grampy, that wasn't all me. You have other "admirers" on this board, and those other ones you probably know personally and they're fucking with you for the same reasons I am.
Anyhow, I appreciate your civility.
I don't want it to come off like I'm pussing out here.
The KID: But you are a pussy. So you've reverted to form.
This guy is actually making my internet reality difficult, and I have enough trouble keeping up out here as it is . . . ask anybody who does know me how I feel about the goddamn 'Net. And it's precisely asspuppets like my Little Rat that ruin it for me.
The KID: Considering that none of these people know you, or can have someone vouch for you...oh, yawn. You figure out where I was going.
Anyhow, Kempt, thanks for your support.
The KID: Oh my God, you really need support, don't you? Sad. BTW, Kate, go to his DeadScrypt website and take a gander at the man you're supporting. You'll see what I mean.
As to why I didn't utilize these tools easier, I happen to support Free Speech and the exchange of ideas
The KID: That's serious hypocrisy, you wouldn't have deleted my comments if you did support these things. So stop bullshitting yourself. You're not for the Free Speech of anyone but yourself. Unfortunately, no one wants to hear you.
so I did not turn on any of these "protective" options because I wanted people to feel free to express themselves.
The KID: I WAS expressing myself freely, you just overreacted, and couldn't take the criticism of your writing, or your attitude. You have such a thin skin for a Free Speech advocate.
Now I've been forced to play 'Net Cop because of some little scumbag with an unspecified vendetta. I hate people so very, very much.
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The KID: No vendetta, I just had to do "something" while I waited for the decompiler to work. And so far it's so much fun to fuck with you. But I'll grow bored, you repeat yourself way too much to remain interesting for very long.
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(Anonymous)
2003-03-03 10:17 (link)
I take the weekend off from the Internet and look what I come back to. Sigh. There's got to be a way to contact his/her/its email provider and complain of harassment. I know you're dealing with a prepubescent fuckwad, but rat needs to learn a lesson. I'm not great with puters, but my bro is. Say the word and I'll have a name, address, and phone number for you. :)
The KID: And then get your brother arrested for hacking. Brilliant. And like I told Grampy, I'm writing from school, and all he'll find is the hub...actually, he may find nothing at all now. It just hit me. Let me know, Grampy if you find out where I'm writing from. I'd be interested in knowing if what I did worked.
Hugs,
Meg
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The KID: Goodnight, or goodmorning, Grampy, don't know when this will actually be posted. Get better.
The words "under God" were added to the pledge in 1954 through a federal law amid a Cold War push to distinguish the United States from an atheistic Soviet Union.
Not only does this fact make it an unnecessary element at this point in time, but there is not only One God in America.
The KID: Grampy, where the fuck were you with this when the debate was relevant a whole year ago? It's dumb, it won't go to the Supreme Court, and it will not be heard, the blather is all about the Christian Right making some noise...before they outlaw abortion.
I feel it should be stricken as the last thing we need right now are more nods to the Cold War. What, the Patriot Act isn't enough? What with the secret behavior of our own Government these days,
The KID: ??What do you mean "these days", do you seriously think that there isn't form of permanent governance in place in this country that proceeds at pace with what's been dictated by a small few who've been in power for more than a 100 years? "These days", the goverment is allowed to do pretty much as it pleases, as long as it's secret, and all elements are eliminated, and never heard from again. The only things we get to hear about are those things that are "discovered", what else do you think is going on behind the scenes, out of view, and completely secret. Spare us the naivet�.
our distinction from the Soviet Union doesn't seem to be so great anymore. If this goes to the Supreme Court, those two words will become engraved into the Pledge, and then not long after we'll officially be living in a Nationalist Theocracy.
The KID: They're already engraved in the pledge, try your hardest to say the Pledge of Allegiance without these words and then rethink your statement. Despite the growing vocality of the Christian Right, know that as a whole, people are substituting "spirituality" with the word "Christian" or "Religion" in this country. It's a slow shift, but it's happening, even though most of these people still link themselves to one institution or another. Secularism will take hold here in 150 years. Look at history, and see how quickly social change is happening. Stop watching the Fox News Channel and CNN, they report on things that inflame audiences, and push at sentiments to keep people tuned in. Evolution is back in the textbooks in Kentucky. So naive, Grampy. Your political observations are so off.
Praise Jeebus!
The KID: Jesus was a Buddhist. Look at the history of Christianity to see why this is so.
Still, he cums . . .
He's written more insulting shit to me.
The KID: You're only insulted because you're an insecure, nearly forty-year-old.
He claims he's going to create a web page dedicated to slandering me.
The KID: Ooh, what a liar. I said vaguely, since you were threatening to stop my e-mails (impossible), and I couldn't post comments on your shitty journal, that I should create a website critiquing your crappy writing. Get things right, Grampy. I know, dementia, but still, you may be able to stave off the disease if you exercise that feeble brain.
I can't wait for that link.
The KID: Ha, ha, ha!!!! Do me a favor, hold your breath.
I don't deserve this.
The KID: Really, and that cab driver whose cab you humped deserved your insanity? Pleez. And btw, I love that I can affect you this way, it pleases me to torment you, at least for a little while. I do have a life, and I'm not at school ALL the time, though lately I've been spending lots of time in the computer lab compiling something pretty interesting.
I never did anything to anyone.
The KID: I never did nuttin to nobody. Most pathetic line yet. Grampy, are you really this fucked up?
All I did was suck as a writer.
The KID: Don't you think that's enough? And what do you expect? that if you put your crap out there someone wouldn't be offended by the content of your writing?
Like I'm the first.
The KID: And unfortunately you won't be the last.
Go away, Little Rat.
The KID: If you didn't have a German name, possibly Jewish, I'd swear that your term of affection for me was an Italian thing. But I guess this is only a "tell" (wink, get it?) of your age, and when, or where you were brought up.
This is your last chance, Little Rat.
How about you answer some of my questions instead of just spitting your immature bile at me for no reason? Why have I become a burr in your ass? A person with any stones would have told me by now. Instead, you're content to continue to harass me with no apparent purpose to this assault other than to waste my time.
The KID: Because you're like most of the stupid people out there who have opinions with no facts. You complain about everything, with absolutely no basis for your complaints. You're what's wrong with society: a middle-aged, do-nothing, welfare abuser who would rather watch TV than look for a job, and then spend all their time complaining about everything, yet not do one tiny thing to change what they think is wrong with the country, the government, the system, or society. You're useless...and it's my job, as it seems to be your job, when it comes to "other' people you encounter, to point this out to you. And it's also fun to get you going. (BTW, while I write to you, I have a decompiler working on...well, that's a secret; I needed something to do while I wait...so you're my project for the night.)
You're trying to chase me off the 'Net, and that ain't going to happen.
The KID: It's not! Hungh, I did manage to chase you off your site, 'least, for a little while, cause you're so easy, and weak.
This is your last chance, you silly fuck.
If you want to get into a dialogue, we do it right here. You stop posting my work in its entirety, and we have a proper discussion about why I, who matters naught to anyone but you, matters to you.
The KID: I critiqued your work, Grampy. and then posted a completely new story based on one of your lame premises, which I hoped you'd critique. Or have the guts to dissect, or maybe just improve. You didn't disappoint me with your reactionary take.
Not only am I sick of it, but I am mystified.
The KID: Why, you're exactly like me, I'm just more focused, Grampy. And you're sick, but still curious, aren't you?
A smart person would have left me alone because something that has no bearing on their life should not take up as much time as it has yours or mine.
The KID: Here's the thing, it hasn't taken me a lot of time. The remailers I used work on their own, automating the service HOURS after I use. And even the posts I make work in that way...with all the time you spend surfing the internet, you'd think you'd have learned a little about these services.
You get one more chance, Little Rat, to try to be an adult about this.
The KID: I won't be technically and adult till about 2.34 years from now, so no, can't oblige you. And YOU'RE and adult!!!????? I thought adults had jobs, contributed in real ways to society, had families, varied interest (other than TV), and worked to further their lives each and every day? Can't believe you'd be a representative sample of an adult.
So, tell me, apart from my suckiness as an author, why are you here, what did I do to you, and why does it matter?
The KID: I've said this already, in e-mails and other posts. It's fun to get you going. I get seized by glee every time you deleted comments, posted inane shit on your journal about how I shouldn't be affecting you...etc...kind of like what you felt when you humped a cab. Although don't have the latent homosexual theatrical bent that you seem to have.
If you were somewhat coherent about why you're here to attack me and my writing, you might have instigated an apology from me, but you chose this tack instead, just trying to hurt and confuse and befuddle me.
The KID: An apology for what? You're incapable of insulting me. And coherent, the problem with my lack of "coherency" is your lack of acumen.
It isn't working, and, after this, you will be ignored outright.
The KID: But you said this 800 times before! And yet here you are, NOT ignoring me. Grampy, stop contradicting yourself, it's very sad.
Last time, Little Rat, please be coherent and do not post any of my work in its entirety anymore or I will shut this down just as fast as I posted it.
The KID: Don't worry, pointing out the flaws in your only several attempts at writing were enough. Besides, you make the same kinds of technical (both factual, technical and writing-wise) mistakes over and over and over again; so I'd only get seriously redundant.
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unkempt
2003-03-02 21:50 (link)
this cat's a total waste of time and energy.
if i were you, i'd be amused by the fact that there was somebody who cares enough to bug me.
if you happen to get his address or anything, thou, i'll fuck his ass up.
The KID: Welcome to the Jazz AGE! You Krazy Kool Kats! You're really cute, btw, great face. Can I have a naked picture of you? And beware, btw, Grampy is 35, and has erectile dysfunction.
i'm glad you got the comments going again. i know it's not necessarily for me to post in here, but i sort of panicked when i saw that there was absolutely no way to contact you. gah, now i sound stalker-esque. i'm leaving now.
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The KID: Panicked, Kate, or Katie, or Whatever, he does have an e-mail address posted on this site at Verizon.net, or whatever; if you really cared, you could have reached him, you know? Stop exaggerating your concern.
deadscrypt
2003-03-02 22:22 (link)
I concur, but his insistence makes me curious.
The only reason I shut down the comments was because he was dumping 5000 word chunks into these replies, and really taking part of my home into realms of total chaos.
The KID: 'Cause I'm just that good. Don't you wish you were me?
I don't want to ever have to shut down the reply option to this place because I'm interested in the potential for debate.
The KID: Debating you is a one-sided affair. Seriously, you don't know much about much. You get all your information from TV. Nothing about your knowledge is experiential. Get out of the house now and then, go to the library, actually find out if dead skin can blister, then you'll have ammo for serious debate; because then you'll have some understanding of any issues you try to explain.
However, when the best people can do is tell me, "You're in love with Michael Jackson, loser," and "your writing sucks and you're old,"
The KID: Oh, what a baby. And how inaccurate, I was more descriptive about your loserdom than that...you just didn't keep my comments on line, for fear that others would read them, and I'd sway them into rethinking their opinions of you.
then it becomes a real waste of time for me. If you want to defend Michael's position, I'll read and consider your arguments. If you disagree with me and are eloquent, I'll read and disagree with your arguments. However, for whatever reason, instead of protracted debate, people use the same language I use in my attacks on these issues in their attacks on me.
The KID: Eloquence as a requirement for debate? Then who is there to debate on this board? All you've been doing with me is posting things like: "Why do you hate me?" "I never did anything to you!" "Wah, wah, wah! My life sucks and everybody hates me!" And when I gave you the opportunity to level some of the same criticism I leveled at you by posting a story of mine...you balked, ran away, and shut down the board entirely; and briefly, thought I'd complimented you (know what I mean? And was that funny!).
Not only is that unproductive, but it's a waste of everybody's time.
The KID: Uh, notice the paradox in that statement?
There is a certain amount of projected rage that I put into the posts on the journal. It is meant, mostly, to make you laugh, and to get you to think.
The KID: OH MY FUCKING GOD! How delusional are you!!!!!?????? Who comes here that you believe you influence? Three or four people a month. Maybe...or just one person now and then...Grampy, you're seriously delusional, and truly writing out of your ass in desperation. I may leave you alone after this.
It is also an attempt on my part to be honest with my feelings and ideas and to allow that honesty -- which sometimes manifests itself in confusion and contradiction -- to go unfiltered onto the page.
The KID: Hey, I'm being honest too, you're a loser, and you suck as a writer.
As to my fiction? I never claimed to be a brilliant writer.
The KID: Ah, there's the rub, you posted your stories on the web and then invited comments. An act of arrogance based in the idea that someone would like to read your stories, and then actually take the time to comment. Which if you think about how I appeared here, is a great compliment.
I know I'm just a fuck-up who's gotten lucky a few times.
The KID: Didn't you read what I wrote about how easy it is to get into unimportant anthologies? Luck, yeah, luck...
My only interest is horror. When I write, I try to be as honest with the visions in my head as I can. If that makes the language I use become nonsensical, then so be it. Most of what I look at is nonsense
The KID: Oh yeah, Clive Barker writes nonsensically? With no sense of cadence? Nor does he do research? And does Stephen King follow your precepts on writing? Dean Koontz, Anne Rice? Joyce Carol Oates? The visions in your head cannot compare to what these great people do, and they're great because each of them understands their craft in intimate ways that have to do with actually studying it, practicing it, and improving it. Honesty has nothing to do with your writing. Your writing is all about laziness, and mediocrity. And I'm offended by that attitude. But not that offended by you, like I keep saying, it's fun to taunt you. And eventually I'll stop. Probably today. If you actually have the guts you accuse me of missing, and just leave these comments up, for all to see! (chuckle)
, I do what i can with what's in my head. A couple of times people have chosen my work. I feel lucky, not gifted, so this guy's just proving the evident.
The KID: Lucky is an understatement, but here's the thing: those tiny opportunities you got have been completely squandered. You never learned anything from them, and you're still stuck in the same place artistically.
He just e-mailed me again with the exact same thing he sent a few hours ago from the other address (1:11 am).
The KID: Like I said, this is done automatically, by the remailer. Not by me. But it's funny how you're there just waiting for me to respond.
Why? Why, why, why, why?
The KID: 'Cause it's fun, fun, fun. And I feel *some* animosity for your existence as a puny example of humanity in this life.
He thinks I'm scared of him . . . I'm not scared of him. I'm trying to control myself from finding out where he lives and . . . and stopping him.
The KID: Ever had the shit beaten out of you by a 6 foot tall, 220 lb 15-year-old? Although, at half that size I'd still kick your skinny, lurch-looking ass. Get over yourself, Grampy. You're a threat to no one. Well, maybe to yourself, since you have suicidal tendencies. Get help.
I don't understand the assumed arrogance to just flail shit at someone you don't know whose work doesn't matter? I would never do such a thing. I'm confused, not frightened. He won't tell me why, he just insists that he's right. Why? Why should that even matter, and why does it matter to him that it should matter to me? I'm just confused, and I'm trying not to use words like "hunt" or "kill."
The KID: You and Michael Jackson, same difference. You and George Bush, or Christians, or the majority of the world you don't understand because you're so dumb in going about living your life. You do the same thing. You just like to dish out, you can't take it. That's your problem.
This last bit of mail makes me think he has some Republican leanings too which would just be oh so much more wonderful.
The KID: Ha! Republican!? Or even, Ha! Democrat! Please, either side is as evil and controlling as the other. Let's see, Bill Clinton, George W. Bush...hm? Okay, Bill Clinton, but only because he's not a fundamentalist fanatic, otherwise, same difference...in case you didn't really know that. Read more than 3 or 4 newspapers to get a perspective on what political affiliations actually mean. All it is is a different set of rich people legislating for a different set of rich people in a different part of the country.
Believe me, Unkempt, if your behavior is "stalkery" then I welcome it.
This other infantile baby bullshit I can live without.
The KID: Oh, really? I don't believe that, as your response, or your deletion of my comments prove.
What I hate is the presumption without getting to know me.
The KID: Like you knew that cab driver you molested, or you know Michael Jackson, or anything else you cry and complain about. Spare me the hypocrisy, Grampy.
He seems to have taken a few isolated facts and formed on opinion about my reality.
That has pissed me off to no end.
It's presumptuous assholes like this that I just want to kill and kill again.
The KID: To repeat, You're no threat to anyone but yourself.
And it's that sort of rage that goes into my writing, so, as far as I'm concerned, you can take your "style manuals" and shove them, Little Rat.
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The KID: Rage in your writing?! More like frustrated bleating. And now I know that you're actually "trying" to be funny. Which is even funnier, now that I think about it.
unkempt
2003-03-03 05:44 (link)
i don't blame you for shutting down the comments. at one point, i was being harassed in my lj, and temporarily deleted it. i've known people to go back and make every entry private. i don't suggest that you do these things, but livejournal harassment is a common occurrence. apparently your Rat has nothing better to do than sit down and critique your work, and make weak jabs at you. it's sad, really. aside from the morbid curiosity and entertainment factor, i wouldn't give him an ounce of attention.
The KID: If they were weak jabs, cutie, he wouldn't devote so much cyber-ink to me. Trust me, I'm hitting him where it hurts.
(by the by, my name's kate. it's kind of neet being referred to as unkempt, thou.)
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The KID: You're so cute!
I'm sick :(
deadscrypt
2003-03-03 06:45 (link)
Nice to meet you, Kate -- I'm unkempt as well, so whatever you prefer ;)
I woke up today with a horrible cold.
None of this "confrontation" would have bothered me if it weren't for two elements: 1) spamming me at home, and 2) the arrogant presumption to know me as well as Rat would pretend to. I only even bothered to notice him 'cause I thought this might be an amusing diversion.
The KID: Oh, bullshit, you found truth in what I had to write, and then tried to defend yourself, and are now obsessed with finding out what else I have to say.
However, rather than an intellectual challenge, I've been treated to a childish assault. The only way to deal with a child having a temper tantrum is to ignore it, or to kill it. I tried the latter, now that I have some tools at my disposal, I'll be indulging the former.
The KID: You're an intellectual? Really, that problem with kids today thing, and the Great Cab Humping are intellectual exercises? Oh, what delusion, are you smoking pot right now? Or were you when you wrote this? Hm, you know that pot is actually a demotivational drug? don't you? That may be part of the problem, and you don't see it. Too bad.
Two weeks this has been going on -- that's about 13 days too long for something like this.
The KID: Really? Grampy, that wasn't all me. You have other "admirers" on this board, and those other ones you probably know personally and they're fucking with you for the same reasons I am.
Anyhow, I appreciate your civility.
I don't want it to come off like I'm pussing out here.
The KID: But you are a pussy. So you've reverted to form.
This guy is actually making my internet reality difficult, and I have enough trouble keeping up out here as it is . . . ask anybody who does know me how I feel about the goddamn 'Net. And it's precisely asspuppets like my Little Rat that ruin it for me.
The KID: Considering that none of these people know you, or can have someone vouch for you...oh, yawn. You figure out where I was going.
Anyhow, Kempt, thanks for your support.
The KID: Oh my God, you really need support, don't you? Sad. BTW, Kate, go to his DeadScrypt website and take a gander at the man you're supporting. You'll see what I mean.
As to why I didn't utilize these tools easier, I happen to support Free Speech and the exchange of ideas
The KID: That's serious hypocrisy, you wouldn't have deleted my comments if you did support these things. So stop bullshitting yourself. You're not for the Free Speech of anyone but yourself. Unfortunately, no one wants to hear you.
so I did not turn on any of these "protective" options because I wanted people to feel free to express themselves.
The KID: I WAS expressing myself freely, you just overreacted, and couldn't take the criticism of your writing, or your attitude. You have such a thin skin for a Free Speech advocate.
Now I've been forced to play 'Net Cop because of some little scumbag with an unspecified vendetta. I hate people so very, very much.
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The KID: No vendetta, I just had to do "something" while I waited for the decompiler to work. And so far it's so much fun to fuck with you. But I'll grow bored, you repeat yourself way too much to remain interesting for very long.
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(Anonymous)
2003-03-03 10:17 (link)
I take the weekend off from the Internet and look what I come back to. Sigh. There's got to be a way to contact his/her/its email provider and complain of harassment. I know you're dealing with a prepubescent fuckwad, but rat needs to learn a lesson. I'm not great with puters, but my bro is. Say the word and I'll have a name, address, and phone number for you. :)
The KID: And then get your brother arrested for hacking. Brilliant. And like I told Grampy, I'm writing from school, and all he'll find is the hub...actually, he may find nothing at all now. It just hit me. Let me know, Grampy if you find out where I'm writing from. I'd be interested in knowing if what I did worked.
Hugs,
Meg
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The KID: Goodnight, or goodmorning, Grampy, don't know when this will actually be posted. Get better.
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