Despicable and Cowardly
To the cocksucker who recently keyed my car:
I know you're now reading this. Chances are I know who you are. Ergo, if I catch you on my property even once, there won't be enough left of you for the local constabulary to arrest. You think that's funny?
Try me. Give an excuse.
posted by jurassicpork @ Wednesday, May 18, 2011
9 comments
9 Comments:
You have a lot of conflict in your life, JP. I don't know much about you except for the glimmerings that I've picked up in your writings since about 2006, (many blogs ago) and often between the lines. You've got a talent for writing and analysis, but in your meatworld existence, you seem to come at things hard. Sorry to sound hippie-dippy, but if you approach the world with anger, that anger tends to bounce back on you. There's no one-to-one mystical karma force at work, but as an overall pattern, clashing begets more clashing. Did you ever wonder whether mellowing out more might make for a mellower journey? You're at the age when a lot of guys start losing the testosterone-fuelled ragemotivation. OTOH, I've seen men who were furious even into their 80s with dementia, so some guys never drop it. Theirs were not happy lives, though.
Agreed. It is pretty cowardly to key a car.
"The world sucks and treats me like shit."
Consider yourself lucky, pal. In this state we have common-law marriage. You would be paying support to a woman you never even married.
Instead, you just walked away with no consequnces, and then found the girl of your dreams online (the new "Mrs. JP").
Pretty goddam smooth work, if you ask me.
"Consider yourself lucky, pal. In this state we have common-law marriage."
No, MA does not have common law marriage. A lawyer told me as much in 2003.
And I'd hardly say I "walked away" without consequences. You were never there, so kindly STFU.
"I would have thought your problem would be more along the lines of too many people leaving gifts and checks at your front door, making it difficult to leave and get any shopping done."
Poor, hateful, nasty little anonymous prick. It really keeps you up at night, doesn't it, knowing that there are a few people who actually care about our welfare.
It must also make you sit up straight in bed in a cold sweat knowing that I can at least justify such random acts of kindness while you can't.
What a spiteful, envious little asswipe you are. I actually pity you since you're not even funny any more and worth laughing at.
OK, maybe you deserve a derisive little chuckle but that's it.
"It must also make you sit up straight in bed in a cold sweat knowing that I can at least justify such random acts of kindness while you can't."
You bet your ass it does! But people keep on doing them for me just the same. I keep on telling them "I don't deserve it, give it to Jurassic Pork" and refer them to your blog, but they keep on coming back.
I made sure to send the same links to the publishing executives you mentioned. I'm sure they will help you land those contracts.
I will follow your career from hence to henceforth with consuming interest. I am predicting big things for you.
Oh, really, Big Man? Did you do it anonymously like you cravenly post here?
If not, I also can go back to those same executives and ask them who the wacko is that's sending inappropriate letters about people they don't even know.
Of course, you could tell me now who you are and where you live so we can settle this once and for all like men. But we all know what the answer will be, don't we, Pee Wee?
hey, jp, don't you have you make it as an artist first before you earn your first stalker?
I guess this guy has initiative.
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