Cue The Music

Well, I’ll be damned.

Over the past 24 hours or so, I have had some in-depth conversations with no less than three different current/former milfs, via chat, email, and even on the phone.  There was no animosity, no yelling or screaming, these were all open, civil conversations, as I had always promised they would be if a milf would simply talk to me and answer the questions I had.  I have always maintained, despite my “crazy BLT stalker” online persona, that I am quite approachable and reasonable, and I think all 3 of the milfs who have recently contacted me found that to be true.

We talked about common interests, various details about our lives, and, of course, amputee_milfs.  All the who’s, what’s, why’s and wherefore’s of that community’s discussion regarding me was covered, and, not surprisingly, it was pretty much what I had expected.  With only one exception, the people I believed to be the ones most responsible were, the ones I believed to be opposed to it all were.  The general tone of what was posted (pictures and the “OMG BLT IS DOING THIS OR THAT” posts) was exactly as expected.  I have been given details regarding AIM chats, private messages, pretty much everything I could possibly have asked for short of actual screencaps of posts.  I am more than satisfied by what I learned.  If anyone really wants all the details (way too much to repost here) then contact me privately, but I will tell you off the bat, if you’re looking for the names of the milfs I spoke with, tough.

And now, I must be fair.  Even though none of the three specifically said anything about “invoking Rule #4″ (from my rules post) and perhaps none of them quite individually did, all together, yes, they did, and even I can’t argue that.  Which means, then, I’m done here.  Everything I wanted to know, I know.  The communities I wanted to break were reduced to a shambles; recovering slowly, but still took a hell of a hit.  Now, is this a grand victory in the ultimate cosmic scheme of the Universe?  No, not even remotely.  But, we live our own lives, and we choose our own battles, and I chose this one.  I set a trap for the community that snarked my son’s memorial, dared them to stick their foot in, and they did.  And now we’re here, I’ve gotten everything I want, and we move along.

So, yes, to spell it out clearly, being a member of amputee_milfs, or any of those GOMS communities, isn’t going to get you bothered by me anymore.  We’re quits.  I remain convinced that somewhere there is a community where I am featured, but I’m just going to go ahead and let that one slide.  I could also add some kind of statement here about obsessive stalking, “how do YOU like being chased all over the Internet?”, and remind the milfs they’ve been on Starla’s case a lot longer than I’ve been on theirs, but I’m going to let that one slide too.  There comes a time when we have to accept that enough has been said already.  Perhaps one day the milfs will learn this lesson too.

With this entry, then, BLT is no more.  Scrapped and wrapped.  Let’s all just leave him there this time.  Dorian Thorn, of course, is always going to be around, but I’m thinking it’s about time now to find the next thing.

And there is so much to be found out there.

“The Net is vast and infinite…”

Hard Evidence

So, the following question was asked in the LiveJournal community total_manarchy this evening:

Guys if you had to pick only ONE from the following: Hot face, hot bod, great tits, sweet ass, tight pussy? Tight in the sense that it fit you perfectly, because I know there are tight vaginas that don’t feel right, and then there are ones that you want to marry.

Girls same question, hot face, great body, big dick? Or something else I’m not listing but really what more do guys physically have to offer?

Of course that’s a community I lurk regularly, and it also counts among its members a few milfs (sheer coincidence on that one, I assure you).  But what was so delicious was one of my favorite milf’s response to that question:

“nice dick”, she says.  And don’t forget, the milfs all share a single mindset, so we can assume she speaks for them all.  But rather than going with assumption, let’s look at a bit of, ahem, hard evidence.  What did one of bloodlilie’s LJ friends once say to me:

“We all”.  As in, bloodlilie included.  Her LJ friends would know, after all.

And, just in case you’ve somehow come this far without seeing it, here’s a little more hard evidence.  Incidentally, I include that photo here because it was grabbed out of another LJ community, wtf_stupid, by eggplant, who then posted it to amputee_milfs, almost immediately after he joined wtf_stupid.

Ya know, this really starts to explain why they can’t seem to stop lusting after my cock talking about me…

Heheh…

Love to my fangirls!!

BLT FTW

Why is it that I remain so certain that the milfs still discuss me?

Ok, I’m willing to accept it might not be in amputee_milfs itself, I know for a fact there are more than a few members of that community that are more than tired of me (so, why they even stay is beyond me — “it’s just LJ, it’s just an LJ community, it doesn’t matter, it’s not important” — well, then, GTFO and you don’t have to hear from me anymore, dur hurr hurr).

Well, let’s look at some logic.  Back in August of 2008, Starla filed, and won, a DMCA against getoffmyspace, resulting in some posts about her being removed and any mention of her forbidden.  The very same day she became a “do not mention” topic in GOMS, amputee_milfs was started, in secret, solely to continue Starla discussion (GOMSers hate it when you get the better of them).  Now, what did I do?  More than getting a few posts removed, I got every member booted, got the communities locked down permanently, and got getoffmyspace and goms_sux to close down for about 5 months or so, during which time I created new and better snark communities that did exactly what GOMS did, only better.  Twice.  Not to mention the fact that I made virtually everyone in the community look like idiots for failing to catch the rather obvious goombatree = dorianthorn connection.

But they never discussed me at all, right?  Look at this screen cap from goms_sux, see for yourself how much they “didn’t discuss me”.  And that’s not even from amputee_milfs!

On March 31 of 2009, 108 posts, and more than 4000 comments, allegedly about me, were deleted from amputee_milfs.  That would be the point at which I, allegedly, became a “do not mention” topic in amputee_milfs.  However, just a scant two weeks before that, constituent, moderator of milfs, created at least two new communities, bare_mattresses and some_rakes.  Both of these communities, barring a few posts right in the beginning, remain dead to this day.

Follow the logic.  Removed from milfs, but only after new communities were created… Starla remains a constant topic in milfs, after merely forcing them to pull down references to her in GOMS… is it really such a leap of logic to surmise that somewhere the milfs who were “obsessing over me” have a new community, forum, whatnot, reserved for discussion about me?  Of course not.  And, knowing the milfs as I do, it’s a virtual guarantee that that’s exactly what they’ve done.  After all, constituent took these two screencaps back on October 8th.  If he didn’t post them to milfs… he certainly posted them somewhere.  Because that’s how the milfs deal with things, they huddle and hide and post comments.

Which, in fact, brings me to another point.  While that screencap from goms_sux is entertaining and informative, look at this comment in particular.

You see that?  She said: “nor will I sit back and take what he does against me like a little bitch”

Um… actually, that’s exactly what she’s done.  That is, in fact, exactly what all the milfs have done.  Every last one of them.  They have retreated, retreated, retreated.  They locked profiles, communities, MySpaces, Facebooks, LiveJournals, Twitters.  Changed usernames.  Deleted accounts.  Used sock puppets to even join amputee_milfs.  Not only have they universally taken everything I’ve done against them like little bitches, they’ve also been falling back and giving ground since Day 1.  This is the equivalent of me saying “you gonna get raped” and they simply say “ok”, then lay back and spread their legs.  They’ve taken everything I’ve done against them, swallowed it all down, every last bit I fed to them, no matter how rough I played.  They took it all JUST like, as alcoholiday said, little bitches.

And really, even if they do have some other hidden community somewhere, what are they doing, snarking pictures of my weener again?  The same pics I gave them in the first place?

*gasp* look, milfs!  IT’S MY WEENER!!  Oh noes, what shall I ever do?  You all act like you’ve never seen one before.  But then, I can understand how you’d all be so enthralled with mine… it is rather impressive.  You make such loyal fangirls…

All that said, it would be quite easy to declare myself the winner in all this 1000 times over.  Wait, “winner”?  Generally, for there to be a “winner” there’s some sort of contest first, and they have yet to put up any kind of fight at all, except to try and pretend none of it ever happened in the first place.  Winner by sheer forfeit, maybe.  And, actually, outside of amputee_milfs, and a few stragglers in goms_sux, most of the Internet declared me the winner more than a year ago…

But, a guy’s gotta have a hobby… and the piggies are mine.  They volunteered for that, after all, even after I told them ahead of time exactly what would happen…

Live and learn, eh?

What Have We Learned?

Eventually they will figure out that the posts made last night were basically just IP harvesting dressed up to look like trolling.  And with the new batch of IPs the milfs choked up, I was able to verify a few things.  As in, someone looked at some of the getoff_youtube posts I made last night from the address “carlyinvain.livejournal.com/friends” (and I have no idea who that might have been lol).  The interesting part of that is someone with the identical IP, ISP, OS, and browser of that mysterious user also lurked my whole personal journal back on September 1st (and read every page), and was also a frequent visitor to my meatpuppet blog when it was still open.  Really?  I mean… why?  If I was such a non-topic in milfs, if they weren’t watching what I did, what I wrote, what I said, didn’t care about me at all… why lurk those journals?  And, I might add, read every page?  Still that big a fangirl, Miss Carly?

But curiously enough, they seem to hate it when I do to them exactly what they do to me, do to Starla… it’s just not as much fun when the shoe’s on the other foot, is it?

ETA: I can be a good sport, though.  Carly, if you really want into the meatpuppet blog that badly, just let me know. Among the small number of regular users that have access, I do also have a “spare” WordPress account of my own creation, for people that just want to browse it casually.  Quite a few new posts in there… new pics, videos, things no one on the Internet has seen or could probably even imagine… one video, when it was posted to the hosting site, had a warning message from the site admins added to its description that said “don’t try this alone”.  Just think of all the fapping you would get out of that…

Hit me up on AIM, I’ll send you the username and password…

Those Compassionate Milfs…

Oh GOD it hurt my brain just to write that title…

Let’s go with this first, a post by morningchorus:

What’s playing on my mind is I can’t figure out if I’m too understanding or the opposite. I’ve had to deal with a lot of people with a horrific attitude towards certain members of society, and things that drive a lot of compassion in me. People with addiction problems, for example. People who’ve suffered terrible abuse and made mistakes, or people with mental illnesses, being treated in awful, inconsiderate ways. I wonder why it is that I can understand an alcoholic and pity them, put very little blame on their behaviour and all, yet I can’t understand or find any reasoning in someone who has the opinion that “it’s their own fault”, and similar.

Ahem.  Allow me to assist.  First, you are the polar opposite of understanding.  You are a spiteful, self-centered, thoughtless bitch (my apologies to any females of the canine persuasion reading this for the comparison to MC there, but she’s British so calling her a “cunt” just doesn’t have the same impact as it does here in the States).  Nothing drives compassion in you, unless it’s “compassionately” offering to help someone sort out differences, while re-posting all their emails to amputee_milfs so you can all laugh at someone’s genuine efforts to iron things out before things go too far.  Oh, and then you have fashionassassin ban them and feign shock and surprise (but ya don’t unban them, do you?).  Drive that compassion, beautiful.  Beautiful?  You look like a porn star.  And I should know.  Oh, and as for people being treated in “awful, inconsiderate ways”… you mean, like you and all your friends do in your happy little communities every day?  Stop pretending you have anything even resembling a heart or a conscience and accept the fact that you’re part of the problem, not the solution.  Interesting how she makes this a public post, too.  You just want everyone to see how “caring and compassionate” you are, don’t you?  You’re terribly caring and compassionate to Starla, aren’t you?

This is more proof of what I’ve always said… you cannot trust a single word that crosses the lips of any milf.  Ever.  If they are speaking, assume they are either lying or posturing.  You’ll be right 100% of the time.

Oh and stop whining that I posted your damn Facebook.  If you didn’t want people to know what it was you shouldn’t have posted it in a public community.  Everything on the Internet’s fair game, AMIRITE????

Then we have this pointless crap from goms_sux that I’m not going to bother credit the OP because picking on rawr_its_roonie is just getting tedious (…see what I did there?):

HEY GOMS_SUX!!!
WHY IS IT SO DEAD IN HERE?
post anything in here!  how you’ve been, how drunk you got this weekend, what you’re going to be for halloween, your favorite eggplant recipes…

I’ve gone through this before, so let me explain AGAIN for the retards.  Or, ya know, the noobs. goms_sux is dead/dying because the majority of people who used to post the majority of content into the “off-topic GOMS community” have a NEW off-topic GOMS community, namely, amputee_milfs.  All the “good” stuff gets posted there, NOT in goms_sux.  eggplant’s been trying, bless him for effort, what with his recipies and all (a few of them are actually pretty yummy) but seriously, it’s just not happening.  And then you’ve got GOMS itself, trembling on the brink because a) I’m a member and Snitch with a capital “S”, and b) MySpace itself is growing pointless and redundant as a social network.

What was my point?  Oh yes.  I’m getting really tired of roonie showing up in my dreams violent, blood-soaked nightmares.  GTFO already.  I was perfectly happy when the only nightmares that plagued me were the visions of global apocalypse I’ve had since I was a teenager.  Milfs showing up in my dreams just isn’t allowed.  OUT!

Am I ranting?  Of course I am.  Because the day a milf questions why goms_sux is dying, or suggesting she’s got even the slightest shred of compassion for another human being (read that excerpt again; she talks about other people like they’re a different species)… well, that just deserves a bit of a rant.

*sigh*  I feel better now.

Oh, and for those of you reading this on Google Reader… really, I put all this effort into choosing a nice layout, format, design, all that, and you just skip it all and go right to the text?  You aren’t getting the full experience!  Look, you think I don’t know the milfs keep tabs on this journal?  I know if someone was keeping a public journal shredding me on a regular basis, I’d keep an eye on it.  But of course, to do it publically, requires a scant iota of courage.

Which is something else all the milfs seem to be sorely lacking in… hiding in their locked community, reading this blog on an rss feed.  Gah!  Here I thought at some point during the past year at least one of them might have grown spines!

Such “compassionate” folks… they marginalize people, ostracize, stay tightly knit with people just like themselves, and anyone different, or who even dares to think different, gets bashed endlessly.  The members of amputee_milfs, every single one of them, are mental carbon copies of this chick.  The only difference is who they choose to be biased against.  Your tightly-locked, inflexible, and intolerant mindsets are otherwise identical.

Hell, for all I know, she’s probably a goddamn member…

ETA:

I think my problem might be that I care too much.

From morningchorus.  You know who else cares too much?

ED Addendum

Just noticed something:  ED’s removal of my pages continues to benefit me!  In the past few days, my blog hits here have started spiking up higher than usual, and they’re coming from more online searches for “dorian thorn”, “dorian thorn encyclopedia dramatica”, etc.  In other words, since now ED contains only the one pic, with no explanation whatsoever except for some generic name-calling, people who want to know more are searching my name out online, and of course, once they do that, they are being directed right here, to this blog, where the whole story is told not only more comprehensively, but without any of the ED clutter.  Now the only point of view the Internet gets is mine.

If I’d realized having that done to my ED page was going to make this blog that much more popular, I would have “sabotaged” it myself ages ago.

So, thanks again, ED, for the free advertising (again), and for locking it all to make it self-sustaining.  I don’t have to watch ED anymore, don’t have to keep an eye on anything there.  That’s going to make things a lot more convenient.

Plus, the pics that got locked onto my ED profile would make for some amazing “BLT wuz here” trolling pics…

ED, you’ve been nothing but amazing for me.  I may actually miss you a little LOL

I should make a public post about this, though, considering all the people who’ve asked me about it.  Just be sure not to mention the fact that, yes, I know exactly why that happened to my page, because, well, I planned it that way ;)

ETA: who the hell is “coffeepusher”?  Wiping me off ED totally?  Because that doesn’t just scream “milf” or anything… grrrr…

ETA2: Never mind, problem solved.  Thanks yet AGAIN, ED…

A New Twist

Well, just when things were about to get really interesting, they get interesting in a way I hadn’t been anticipating.

First of all, for the past few days I’ve noticed my hit count here has really been skyrocketing.  Far more traffic than normal for this blog.  I mean, I get a fair share, but this was a definite spike in readership.  A sustained spike, I should add, because the count hasn’t really been dropping.

Then, while off on a recent trip I took, I get one of those rare Internet-placed phone calls, the kind where a hapless operator simply reads off a message in a monotone voice.  The message was from a particular individual asking me to contact them.  Now, not realizing this had a thing to do with my online stuff, I followed up and made contact with this person.

Without saying too much… my blog here has attracted the attention of some people for reasons entirely outside of my original intentions, who are quite enthused at certain collaborations that can be made.  I can help them.  They can help me.  Both sides are greatly looking forward to reaping the fruits of our mutual labors.

Which is good, because, thanks to recent discoveries on my part, my own path had taken a rather impulsive turn that was unlikely to end well.  I have found contacting milfs in person leads to… negative thoughts.  Long story short, that eggplant is quite the little butterball IRL.  And I know this because, just the other night, walking out of a McDonalds, he passed within feet of me, wholly oblivious to the fact that he was just a few yards away from Dorian Thorn.  I still LOL at how much of a shock it would have been to him if I’d popped out of my car just then… heheh.

BUT, thankfully, we can push that down the road a bit more, since this new partnership is going to prove a lot more fun.  All that said, I think a slight change to my logo is in order…

No Big Deal

You feel that?

You know, that uneasy sense you get just before you post anything online anywhere, where you ask yourself can Dorian Thorn get ahold of this? Or at least a quick I don’t care if he gets ahold of this, what could he do with it?

Heh.  You might be surprised.

BUT that’s not the point.  The point is that feeling, that sublime, queasy, uneasiness.  That wondering to yourself about what you post, where you put it, and is it truly safe from my almost all-pervading grasp, and if I do get ahold of it, just what might I do with it?  You wonder these things, naturally.  Claim otherwise all you’d like, six flounces so far from your community tells a very different story.  Tightly locked MySpaces and Facebooks and LiveJournals tell a different story.

But then, that’s no big deal.  That’s simply the feeling you give to others, you fine purveyors of quality lulz, that sense of what one chooses to share of themselves online might not be safe, might be fodder for attack, might be prone to victimization.  You’ve been doing it for years, after all, and you know it’s all for the lulz…

So, that feeling you get?  Nothing but lulz.  Funny stuff, amirite?  Are we all having fun yet?

But, why am I making such a big thing of this, right?  It’s just the Internet, after all.  It’s just LiveJournal.  It’s just the harmless opinions of a few kids on the Internet.  None of this stuff matters.  It’s no big deal, yes?  This is what you say, right?  That none of this is important, it’s all inconsequential, and it just doesn’t matter because it’s all meaningless.

Well, then.  If that’s the case… just delete amputee_milfs.  And getoffmyspace.  And goms_sux.  And badeyebrows, g_m_rides_again, and all those meaningless little LiveJournal communities that don’t matter, that don’t make any difference, that simply don’t matter, and that you’re not addicted to.  Delete your LiveJournals altogether, and all those pointless little snark communities, since it all doesn’t mean a thing.  Those “friends” you think you have?  They’re just Internet People, after all…

You know, tongue-in-cheek banter aside, you know what the truly saddest part of all this is?  That without those communities there, I’ve got nothing to complain about.  It renders my entire argument moot and pointless.  But that’s how confident I am in the addictions of certain online degenerates.  That I can tell them exactly the way to undo me, post it here in a public blog for all the world to see… and know, that even with that knowledge handed to them, that they’ll be incapable of doing it.

No big deal, amirite?

*sigh*

You know, I used to joke about how the milfs were all fangirls of mine who simply couldn’t stop fapping to my pics.

Sadly, it turns out they’re actually much bigger fangirls of someone else:

Her.  AGAIN.

As one former milf described it, it’s a “Starla feeding frenzy” in there (aside from the BLT thread, that is…).

Basically, they’re still just doing what they always do: stealing pics, bashing people who are better than they are, fapping to nudes of people who pwned them… the usual.

Talking about people while utterly lacking the balls to talk to them.

I can’t wait to see the looks on their faces when I start popping up.  Can’t really avoid talking to someone when he’s standing right in your face now, can you?

All for the lulz, of course…

I still can’t believe none of them see where this is all headed…

Teratophilia

[This might have been the last post, but of course, some people just can't get enough of me...]

It looks as though this entry is going to end up being posted on the 29th, which suits my sense of symmetry quite nicely.  July 29th, though I doubt few other than me recall this, marks exactly one year to the day since the original post made to getoffmyspace that started all of this…

I

So, let’s take a moment to roll those clocks back one year.  Let’s not forget where this all started; an infant named Caleb dying at three weeks old in his parents’ arms.  Then, an online community that likes making fun of people’s MySpaces decides to go after Caleb’s memorial page (created to help network with other parents who have suffered similar losses), and in the process slurs Caleb’s memory, both his parents, and also every effort those parents have made to attempt to cope with this loss in the few short months it has been since Caleb’s death.

Caleb is publically called “an abomination”.  This is referred to as one of “a bunch of great comments“.

Caleb’s father, made aware of this posting, contacts several members of the community, naturally angry, and attempts to reason with them.  More lulz, as his emails are simply re-posted to the community.  Then, having dropped from view, nude photos surface, with the potential of getting ahold of more, supposedly “secret” photos.  These pictures are trolled, “stolen”, reposted, advantage taken of this father in every way imaginable, and a concentrated effort is made by the community to humiliate, embarass, and ultimately, destroy his life.  For, of course, the lulz.  Because it’s just the Internet, and the Internet isn’t serious, even though they were actively using it to ruin someone’s life.

A word to the wise.  When the Internet’s been used to target your life, it starts seeming a lot more serious.

Of course, that’s not the way things actually were.  Turns out this was all just a clever prank, the dad was no stranger to his nudes being publically displayed, and everyone got a good laugh.  And then, of course, as the dad had anticipated (and, in fact, warned them against doing), the amputee_milfs started their shit…

But wait, you say.  How can I hold anyone responsible for anything that happened, as “goombatree” was the ringleader, and I was the one publishing all this?  How indeed?  Look at that again.  Goombatree simply handed over the tools; it was the rest of the community that used them.  Goombatree did not start an Encyclopedia Dramatica page aimed at shattering a man’s life and humiliating him to the point that he would forever flee the Internet.  No, that was all GOMS’ doing, for, if one recalls, they used to be a community of trolls.  They used to find people who they deemed should “get off MySpace” and then actively try to drive them off MySpace, as well as YouTube, etc, pretty much off the Internet altogether.  (According to one member of amputee_milfs, the one community memory in milfs is simply a post collecting all known accounts of Starla’s, across the entire Internet.  Because I’m the obsessive one…?)

They… don’t do that anymore, of course.  That’s all changed now.  If you want to know why, read the rest of this blog.

Main point here?  When my pics were being used to harass, stalk, humiliate, and destroy me, it was all great lulz and fun and laughter.  ”Best post ever” in GOMS.  Filed in community memories under “EPIC EPIC EPIC”.  Then the twist, and suddenly it’s all gross, I’m a twisted deviant, all the posts get deleted, etc, etc.  Oh, and of course, at least eight members of amputee_milfs had supposedly “known all along” that goombatree was me.  Sure they did.

The members of getoffmyspace, and later of amputee_milfs, are the ones that did all this.  I simply provided them the tools to see how far they would take it, and they ran as far as their little snarky legs would carry them.  The fact that I knew I was immune to whatever they would try is irrelevant, because they did not know, and thought they were actually doing this degree of harm.

As if there is anything a simple online snark community could do to harm someone after they’ve been through…

II

This is all ancient history, of course, but I feel it’s important to really outline the way I see this, to truly give one some perspective on just how far things went before the mods stopped celebrating how “epic” it all was and started stepping in to actually do something about it (far too late, I might add).

“Internet Is Serious Business”.  That’s the joke, of course, which actually says, “none of this is important”.  And the incredible irony is… yes, it is, actually.  The Internet doesn’t matter when it’s just you browsing around at stuff.  But that all changed with the rise of these social networks.  It’s not simply you on a website anymore, you’re in neighborhoods now, surrounded by other actual people.  This is not a drill or a simulation.  Every screen name and user ID you encounter online is another living, flesh-and-blood human being.  There’s no such thing as “Internet People”.  They’re all just… people.  You, me, GOMS, the milfs, all of us.  Of course, the people who run and participate in a community like getoffmyspace are the scum of the earth, and the people in amputee_milfs are the ones who are even too sleazy for that…

That’s my opinion, of course (and the opinion of much of the Internet by this point), and we’re all allowed to have those, after all.  I’ve never begrudged anyone having an opinion.  It’s fine to not like someone.  But the moment you create an entire community whose sole purpose is to find people to attack and defame publically?  Sure, there’s freedom of speech.  But there’s also yelling FIRE in a crowded theater.  You can’t use your freedom of speech to potentially inflict harm… oh, but of course, LJ’s TOS says it’s OK.  They’re fine with you saying, posting, doing whatever (actually they aren’t which is why the milfs hide so much, too much DMCA-able content in that comm) because LJ are firm supporters of free speech, and the free interchange of ideas, because those are the principles our country was founded on, right?

Wrong.  Our country was founded on principles that said if the rules don’t work, if they are no longer in the best interests of the people, then you change them, even if you have to have a fucking Revolution to get it done.

The only difference between people in snark communities and roving gangs that set fire to the homeless is the forum they choose to do it in.  It’s a personal assault on an individual, every snark post made to every snark comm, anywhere on the Internet.  You know what snark communities were a few hundred years back?  They were the bloodthirsty crowd who flocked to the public executions to jeer as some poor hapless soul, usually not deserving, was brutally put to death in whatever henious method was in vogue at the time.  Now, snark communities currently remain legal, because the potential damage they do has not yet been addressed by lawmakers, probably because no one’s gone on an actual killing spree yet.  YET.  Thus, the “rules” say they are okay.  Well, I say they’re not.

And these are truths I hold to be self-evident.

About time for a Revolution, I think.

III

What does it take?  What does it take to get people to understand that we’re all one and the same, and that snark communities lay a foundation fraught with devastating consequences?  They teach us to pseudospeciate on a vast scale, and it becomes almost habitual to regularly tear others apart for our own amusement.  Nothing, after all, makes us feel as though we belong more than when we can point our fingers at someone who we can say doesn’t.

It’s always too easy to spot the differences between ourselves and others; the challenge lies in seeing how we are the same.

I never saw anyone online as just some random Internet person.  They’ve always been quite real to me, people I can go and meet if I choose (and have done, plenty of times).  They aren’t amputee_milfs and LiveJournal screen names.  They are Frank, and Shaun, and Julie, and Karen, and Kelly (twice), and Janelle, and Ricki, and Alice, and Kris, and Audrey, and Liz, and Brandy, and Trish, and Claire, and Nicole, and Mike, and Jared, and Sarah, and Jasmine, and Jenn, and Travis, and Taylor, and on, and on, and on.  You get the point.  We’re all people.  All of us are in the same boat.  And, given that we’re all people, I find it an offense to my species that people like those I’ve just mentioned here do what they do and give the rest of us such a bad name.  Some people simply have to learn the errors of their ways.

Of course, those who can’t seem to learn on their own, must be taught…

And why me?  What gives me the right to say what one group chooses to do is wrong and what another chooses is right?

Because some truths are self-evident…

It’s funny, some of the things one picks up when your child dies in your arms… it really brings the important things sharply into focus.

But this isn’t about me.  It never has been, and that’s one of the points that have been consistently missed.  It’s not about me at all, it’s about these people, people like them, and what they do.  Having been an outcast for some time, through Thorn Enterprises I have come to know a great many outcasts, and have also come to know firsthand the dangers of ostracism, and the damage it does.  And just who do these snark comms target?  The outcasts.  My outcasts.  Anyone who is different, anyone they can pseudospeciate to give them some vague sense of community, of belonging.

They say I take things too seriously?  The members of amputee_milfs have demonstrated their willingness to be harassed, stalked, and threatened, on and off the Internet, just to hang onto their little club.  Half a dozen members openly keep things going by including “secretive members-only hate clubs” in their interests on their profiles, all while claiming they do nothing.  They cannot get away from it, remain far more obsessive that I ever was, and humbly accept whatever I throw at them, only daring to voice any complaint while hiding in their community, because they simply don’t have any other choice.

That’s why they can’t stand me.  Through goombatree, then through my publicizing amputee_milfs, I held a mirror up to their faces and forced them to confront the kind of people they really are, and they are all very ugly indeed.  With me around, they can’t pretend that what they do is OK.  They have to call me every name under the sun, track me all over the Internet, follow me, make fun, dehumanize me at every chance, because if they even begin to accept that I’m right… well.  Then they have to accept that they are simply… bad people.  Fundamentally flawed.

What it all comes down to, basically, is that some people just like hurting other people.  And the members of amputee_milfs, despite whatever justifications they use (“it’s just fun conversation”, “it’s only LiveJournal”, “it’s just a snark community”, etc., ad nauseum), are exactly the kind of people that just like hurting other people.  Why do you think I call them “piggies”?  Because they’re dirty, disgusting beasts that writhe around in their own filth.

Self-evident truths, milfs.  Which is why the best strategy they could come up with to deal with me was “try to ignore him and hope he goes away”.

The Internet, by itself, is not serious business.  But when people choose to victimize others on it, when the identity they choose to establish for themselves in this global community is one of hatred and intolerance, then it certainly becomes serious business.  And to a guy like me, who has spent the last decade fighting against hatred and intolerance, it really doesn’t get any more serious.  Especially when the hatred and intolerance is directed at my dead infant son.

You know, I find it almost unbelieveable that they’ve done this as long as they have, and actually find it surprising that someone has finally stood up and said “This shit is unacceptable, and you’re going to fucking stop now” and then proceeded to go after them with everything they’ve got.  Is it really a surprise that after nearly four years of attacking innocent people for no reason whatsoever that this has happened?  To me, the only surprise is that it took this long.

So you see, this is all so much bigger than a post about my son, a few snarky comments (or 4000) made about me, or even amputee_milfs or getoffmyspace itself.  This is a much more widespread sickness that is reaching epidemic proportions.  You see, snark comms teach people to pseudospeciate, to ostracize, to dehumanize.  They ingrain basic intolerance.  These are the skills the human race needs to be unlearning, not reinforcing.  The Internet is a tool that has the potential, for the first time in human history, to make the world a truly unified, borderless community, and yet, human nature being what it is, people are using it to indulge the ugliness within us, the most primitive, savage side of us.  We have within our hands a tool that can unify the globe, and people are using it to draw borders, cast out, and indulge their basest animal instincts…

…all for the lulz, of course.

IV

But all of this, this blog, this battle, why all this? What was the real reason behind it all?  Was it simply a grief-stricken parent who, unable to do anything for his son during the three brief weeks of his life, finally had something he could do for his son’s memory?  Sure, that was part of it, but wasn’t the main thing.

Was the fact that I’m an exhibitionist, and the idea of all these pictures of me becoming public domain is a bit of a thrill?  Sure, that was part of it, but it wasn’t the main thing.

The main thing is, quite simply:  I’m the good guy, and they’re the bad guys.  And karma gets us all in the end.

And these are the truths that I hold to be self-evident.

With that, really, the only thing left to say is…

.until the end.

Behind the Scenes

So, I had a brief text chat with a member of amputee_milfs the other day, received a bit of questionable information, but it was decent enough because it clarified a few points for me.  Which I’m not going to bother get into just now.

But here’s the cool part.

I was… almost… so close… to buying it.  To saying, “yeah, I guess they’ve finally let it all go” and all that.  SO close.  But then…

The very day of this text exchange, within just a few hours, as the evening drew on… the hits.  The recognizable hits.  Now, from members of milfs, that’s understandable.  Here I come out of the shadows yet again, they’re bound to peek at what I’m up to.  Fair enough.  But the hits that really sparked my interest were the ones from former members of amputee_milfs.

And combine that with the fact that, during all this, amputee_milfs‘ most recent post had been made days before…

You don’t see what this means?

It means the member of milfs who has been hinting to me of another hidden comm/forum someplace, for whatever reason, was telling the truth.  Because, you see, if there is NO discussion in milfs, yet current and former milf hits are coming in all together when I interact with just one of the members… obviously, they’re chatting about it someplace else.  The actual location is irrelevant.

Besides, if they think just deleting all the posts about ME is going to stop all this, they’re sorely mistaken.  Of course, that’s because of one major weakness shared amongst them all: they lack the fundamental capability to comprehend that it’s not the posts about ME that irk me.  It’s what they STILL do to others.

You deleted the “BLT” posts.  Fantastic.  Congratulations.  Also, pointless.  Because, their self-centeredness doesn’t allow them to see one very obvious fact… I’ve never once fought for myself, and have quite willingly self-sacrificed in all kinds of ways to protect others.  And that is why they find what I do utterly irrational.  They can’t imagine why I would care about someone other than myself… because none of them can.

ALL FOR THE CAUSE.

You deleted all the “BLT” posts from amputee_milfs so you could move it all someplace else.  Joy.

Next, I think you need to delete all the Starla ones…

rawr its fail…

So I’m browsing through the GOMS comms and I come across this:

THIS

Of course, my first thought is, “My work is done”.  LOL.  But seriously.  She’s right, of course, that they have killed GOMS.  I told them to, after all, and my piggies have been nothing if not cooperative so far.  You see, the existence of goms_drama/amputee_milfs, gave them a retreat, a place they could huddle and discuss all those things that don’t get discussed in GOMS anymore.  So, the moment I found that (thank you again, morningchorus, for showing it to me), I knew the key to snuffing GOMS was to drive the milfs, those core members of GOMS, out of GOMS.  Oh, sure, most of them are still in GOMS, but all the “sting” is gone.  What used to be a community with a degree of dignity is just a tired old LJ snark comm going through the motions.  It has no soul left.  And that’s thanks completely to the amputee_milfs and their fear of being “found out”.  Because, in their limited worldviews, losing their LJ accounts is the worst thing they can imagine.

Heheh.  I have some things yet to teach them…

But the fail I mention comes from this, the first few comments added to that post:

LOL

God bless violatekate, just throwing it out there.  Now, obviously I don’t care if that pic gets posted, since I sent it directly to a number of milfs, and metatron_lvr was finally kind enough to post it.  But the real fail in rawr_its_roonie’s replies… “not supposed to discuss them here because it’ll stir up drama”.  In just that one line we get:

A. not discuss here, so obviously elsewhere is fine

B. discussing me and Starla in amputee_milfs has stirred up no drama whatsoever, then?

C. she didn’t say the most obvious thing: “what picture of Thorn and Starla!?!”  In other words, she knew exactly the pic that was being referenced.

But of course, they don’t discuss me anymore.  They don’t have a shiny new forum or anything.  Not at all.

The fools.  Can I share a secret?  Your discussion of me never fazed me in the slightest.

Anyway.

I’m in the mood for a BLT now.  Order up, roonie…

ETA: Oh yes… to answer roonie’s question, my favorite people to make fun of?  Why, the milfs themselves, of course.  One finds more fail in that community alone than one can find across all of MySpace combined…

Get some popcorn, bitches!

Well, someone made a good point… this blog can’t really be considered up-to-date without the GOMS ranting videos I’ve made, so in the interest of making a new post (since I’ve pretty much been absent from the whole “let’s attack LJ thing” lately due to having a life – I fail trolling) here’s my videos.

The first (and I think there are links to it in here someplace, but whatever) was the introduction video to my community goms_redux, which I opened after I made GOMS close.  For the… third time.  I think.  They’ve closed down and done member purges so often thanks to me that I’ve kinda lost count.  Only real note on it, that video was made before goms_drama bowed to me by changing its name to amputee_milfs, so when I reference goms_drama in it, it’s actually the same community that is now amputee_milfs.  I still say they should change the name of the comm to blt_fangirls, but whatever.  I mean, seriously, how many LJ users get an entire thread dedicated to them and only them in a community made up of people who supposedly can’t stand them?  This is why I love my little piggies… can’t stand me, but can’t look away either.  They really have no idea, even yet, just how deeply they have sucked me into their own lives by doing that… ya can’t pledge that kind of love to a guy like me and then just walk away… what did I say, over and over?  Call my name, and I come.  Call me enough, and I don’t go away.  Ever.

As for the other two vids… well, just general silliness and ranting, basically.  That’s what happens when I ad-lib.

Oh, and there’s no nudity at all in any of these, so allow me to kill that suspense right there.  If you want videos with nudity, go visit my ED page.

Enjoy!

(I told you it was a waste of 14 minutes…)

Weaving A Web

Well, by now, most of my readers know THIS happened last Friday night.

And if you don’t get that, you fail at GOMS.

But let’s examine, shall we?  The story behind this meeting is simply one of coincidence, of me happening to be in the same place as Starla at the same time.

Really?  I mean, sure, coincidental, but… really coincidental, now that one puts some thought into it.  I mean, what do you all know about me and my social life?  Aren’t I a guy who spends a lot more time at home, on the computer, doing online stuff, not really the type who you’d find out and about without a very specific purpose?  And not just that, but… but I happened to have a goddamn camera on me when I just happened to bump into Starla?

Now, thinking about that, if this was, in fact, a bit more “arranged” than I have previously let on, how might I have known that Starla was going to be in the Boston area?  I mean, it’s not like she would have mentioned that she was going to be seeing her brother’s band in her MySpace blog or anything, right?  And I mean, anyone who has feeds to that blog (starla_nom_nom2 on LiveJournal, or my Thorn Enterprises forums, for example) wouldn’t have known about that ahead of time, right?  And then, knowing that, why, wouldn’t it have been simplicity itself to simply check the band’s site, peek at the schedule, and see exactly where and when in Boston they were going to be playing, and then just make damn sure my ass was at that club at the same time?

Heheh…

Let’s put it this way.  It’s just that simple to “bump into” people from the Internet.  Once you know where they are, all you have to do is arrange to be there at the same time.  One might say, aside from seeking a fairly epic photo op, that I was also out to prove a point… that, for me, anyway, it’s quite easy to jump right off your Internet and end up standing next to you…

Fun stuff.  Oh, and on a completely unrelated note, I’m doing some traveling this summer.  Starting, in fact, in just a few days.  Got my tickets, packing some stuff today, ready to roll.  Friday evening I’ll be on the move.

I wonder how many other people connected to the GOMS communities I might be “bumping into”?  Because I guarantee you this… this Saturday, I’ll be meeting another one.  And who can say how many more over the summer?

Well, actually… I can.  But I’m keeping mum, I don’t want to ruin the surprise.

Here’s a hint… Friday, I’m heading southwest…

I’ve always found that people one has disagreements with online, or something like that, are suddenly much more amenable to mutual compromise when they find themselves face-to-face.

Seeya’ll soon…

making a list, checking it twice

gonna find out who’s naughty or nice

blt is coming to town…

I’ll just leave this here…

THIS.

I particularly like the part about the life devoid of meaning, and how I’m just pathetic, and I’m not crazy at all.

In short, according to GOMS’ mod richey, I’m normal.

There’s so much madness in that sentence I think my skull just cracked.

So here’s the reply I posted to that entry, in case she doesn’t approve it (what, richey, not approve a post I made?  Unthinkable!  She approved the flames I submitted, after all… well, the flames salembitchtrial submitted, anyway…):

EDITED:  Okay it turned in a whole conversation, which you can read over there.  And just like that, the end of all this zaniness is finally in sight.

Helpful Tips from BLT

All right.  Just to prove I’m not as bad as some individuals who prefer to live their lives based on assumption rather than fact seem to think, I’m here to offer an actual useful version of this catastrophically misguided post.  You see, that post covers the bases for normal harassment issues on LiveJournal, but if there’s one thing the amputee_milfs haven’t called me, it’s “normal”.  You see the fail in that post already, it assumes (hurm, there’s that word again) that the normal, everyday methods of dealing with LJ harassment actually work on me.

Did I mention that the half-dozen or so communities  that have locked down due to trolling did so after I was perma-banned from LJ?  I’ve had dozens of IPs banned, and still come and go as I please.  I have 3 LJ accounts right now.  And, like an obsessive lunatic, I keep this blog.  ”Normal” and I don’t even live on the same continent.

So, if you find yourself under my umbrella, what can you do?

Moar Handy Trolling Tips

One thing that comes in handy above all else in this day and age: patience.

We live in an era where 99% of the people online, especially the under-30 crowd, have grown up on the rapid-fire sound byte headline presentation of the world.  Everything comes in a very rapid flow, of very short clips.  Today’s headline is forgotten tomorrow.  By next week, it’s ancient history.

But, for the online troll, once you have ensured you are a fixture in their memories (I think I’ve pulled that part off at this point), patience becomes more than a virtue, it becomes a weapon.  Back off the attacks for a few days, a week, a month.  The targets breathe easier, relax, let their guard down.  If you miss a day or two, they think you’re gone.  Miss a week, they’ll think you’re done.  Miss a month, you’re undoubtedly dead.

That’s when you hit again.  As hard as you fucking can. Pearl Harbor the living hell out of them.

Use the downtime, of course.  Build sock accounts.  Strategize.  Choose your angles.  Compile your information (of course you have spies, right?  How the hell can you successfully collect the necessary information without spies?  Goddamn it, if you’re trying to pull of a successful trolling campaign beyond a few random attacks, get yourself some damn spies!!).  I use my downtime to keep watch on some of the comms I’ve forced the milfs to shut down.  Waiting for them to re-open, see.  Once they do, I’ll give them between 4-7 days before the next round of trolling.

Oh, and in regards to information:  never, ever, ever use a valuble piece of information the moment you get it.  Oftentimes, when you do that, you also tip your hand as to where you got it from, potentially compromising a source.  Using a little patience, sit on top of your new find, see if anything else can be extrapolated from it, and then, when the source of this information would no longer be outed by your revelaing it, that becomes the prime time to use your info.  Because, you see, that also leaves your targets scratching their heads and saying “how the fuck did he know that?”  Mindfuck at every opportunity!!

Perfect example of this.  I knew the milfs were referring to me as “BLT” back in December (hence, the name of the amputee_piggies community I created, get it, can’t make bacon without slaughtering piggies, etc) but it wasn’t until March that I revealed I knew this.  You see, then it seemed I’d learned it out of the blue, and had some method of hacking/breaking into something, where it was actually a very innocent slip on the part of one of the milfs back in December that tipped me off.  Had I said something in December, it would have been fairly obvious where the slip had been.  Waiting until March, until it was time for me to be permabanned, gave me the opportunity to spring it, and then to embrace the “BLT wuz here” slogan I’d been prepping since then.

I have a plan, and I have patience.  My piggies are just reacting.

Which, actually, makes them very easy to both predict and control.  This is like poking at bacteria on a slide and watching it twitch… piggie bacteria.  Swine flu?

Quick thought…

You know, for all that has been said on both sides of the coin here, there is one fairly obvious thing that’s been completely unsaid.

Consider that the membership of amputee_milfs consists primarily of females in their prime breeding years and homosexual males.

Looking at it like that, there are a few fairly obvious reasons that suggest themselves as to why they so greedily snatched up as many naked pics of me as they could get their hands on…

Oh, wait, I think I have touched on this before…

BLT wuz here

So I’m browsing Encyclopedia Dramatica (because it’s awesome) and I come across a page I visit from time to time (because it has my all-time favorite demotivational poster on it).  Seems someone just updated the page.  There’s a screencap of a post called “proof that getoffmyspace is full of whores”.

Now, who would have put something like that up there?  What ED user uploaded that pic…?

Heheh.

Or, perhaps the most pressing question should be, how in the hell did Dorian Thorn end up with a screencap of a recent, and locked, goms_sux post?

Again, I say, heheh.

What else am I also fond of saying?  Oh yes… Dorian Thorn has eyes everywhere...

They’ll understand that eventually.

Why “piggies” and “fangirls”?

You have undoubtedly noticed I refer to the amputee_milfs a lot as either “piggies” or “fangirls”.  The”piggies” part first started when I created a community over on LJ (now defunct due to excessive banning — actually, screw banning, I’ve been banished at this point lol) called amputee_piggies.  I chose the “piggie” reference as a retort to the “BLT” nickname, because one can’t make a BLT without first slaughtering piggies (pigs into bacon, get it?).  Sexy, ain’t it?

Well, that’s one theory, anyway.  Certainly fits…

But to be wholly honest, the real reason I call the milfs piggies is because… well, because they’re piggies.  I mean, have you seen some of these people?  Seriously, “oink” is about the only word that comes to mind…

And as for the “fangirls” thing… well, jesus christ, no one’s ever spent so much time and effort to amass such a complete collection of thorn-related pictures and posts and stuff.  If they aren’t fangirls of mine… well, that’s why all the “piggie fail” tags…