getoffmyspace revisited

Well, I’ve been directing a lot of attention towards the milfs and their inherent lack of souls lately that I’ve paid little, if any, attention to where this all started, getoffmyspace.  The reason, actually, is pretty simple.  There really hasn’t been a getoffmyspace to speak of lately.  I mean, they used to post 3-4 profiles a day, but in the past month or so, there have only been about 4 or 5 new posts.  Despite the community being back up to 800+ members (though I suppose you’d have to deduct the ones who are only there because of me).

Let’s take a look at the last few posts:

THIS one, from eggplant.  Poor guy tries so hard to make up for the fact that he was the one whose failed trolling got me after the milfs in the first place.

THIS one, courtesy of iown1000cats.

Then we jump back nearly a month from there before we get to THIS one.

Then, going back another two weeks, we find a brief busy spell of this, this, and this.  Mixed in there were two posts from constituent that I didn’t bother to screencap since all the image links are already broken.

(Hm, interesting thing about that hormones chick… she seems to have gone on a minor post frenzy.  Didn’t another new member by the name of salembitchtrial once do exactly that?  Funny that…)

Where did the community go, you may wonder?  Some of it hides in goms_sux.  The rest is hiding in amputee_milfs.  You see, these communities are run by people who are far too cruel and scummy individuals to be able to exercise their proclivities publicly.  They have to hide what they do.  They can’t let others see their true natures, because then they’d have to admit the kind of people they are.  What staggers me most is that some of them have even reproduced (see the previous post), and so will be fostering these discriminatory, hateful, highly-biased views onto their kids, and in doing so, they will be raising little haters.  Good job there, milfs.  I hope your online attitudes do your kids proud one day.  ”Oh yeah?  Well, MY mommy spends all her time making fun of Starla, so there!”

Oh, and just for fun, of the above posts, two of those featured are, in fact, filing DMCAs against getoffmyspace.  Because, as you should all be aware by now, snitching on goms is one of my favorite hobbies.

But no, I’m not telling you which ones.  You have to guess :)

Reality Bites

When I do my trolling stuff over on LiveJournal, it’s very rare that I actually receive any replies to it, even if people post replies.  You see, for each LJ account I create, I need a completely new email address for each one.  And, since I assume the piggies will squeal to LJ Abuse, once I’ve trolled, I log out, never to return to that particular sock puppet.  It’s even rarer that I would log into one of the emails again, because, once the LJ sock puppet is suspended, that email address is useless to create a new one.  So, for each of my sock puppets, I’ve got an email address I’m unlikely to ever use again, so it follows that I simply don’t get notifications of any replies I might get.

And if you look here, you begin to get an idea of just how many socks and emails we’re talking about.  Also, figure in the fact that I’ve always got about a dozen unused emails ready to roll.  You get the idea.

All that said and done, it does happen that every so often I’ll need an additional email address for something else, so I can always use one of my LJ suspended ones.  If, then, I happen to log into an email I’ve trolled with, and there’s been a response, only then do I see the replies (usually months later).  However, I did just happen to use a more recent email, and so got a reply on one of my more recent trolling attacks that I found so typically milf I had to bring it up.  The reply was this:

“aaaah, you again. i guess you must be bored. i will leave this up. all ten of them. maybe that will give you what you’re looking for. i feel sad for you.”

This is right in line with all those other “posed” comments on LJ like “yawn”, “facepalm”, “headdesk” and the like.  All those comments that, if they were actually intended as written, wouldn’t have been made at all.

But this comment, specifically, has a number of interesting points, the most significant being its manipulative attempt to make me feel somehow “pitiable”.  No, “pitiable” is the incessant need to cling to a community like amputee_milfs.  Calling me pitiable (“i feel sad for you”) is the classic milf move of taking those things they don’t like in themselves and projecting them onto others.  It’s that warped psychology that kept them all coming back to GOMS in the first place.

Lastly, “I must be bored”?  Nonsense.  You see, you milfs were the ones who invited yourselves into my life, by trolling and stalking and probing into everything I did on LJ, just because you weren’t done with your lulz.  Unfortunately for you, all I built on LJ for you to stalk was really just one big tar baby, as I’m sure you’ve noticed by now that getting into my business is a lot easier than getting out of it again.  So, you stepped in it, had your lulz, and then tried to pull yourselves out when you got bored, only to find I don’t let go so easily.  You had your lulz, you enjoyed them, and that’s awesome.  Now, it’s my turn.  Now I probe into your lives, finding all I can, digging it all up, getting my own lulz in.  When I get “bored” is when I’ll stop.  Although… I really wouldn’t count on that happening anytime soon.

You’re all just… too much fun…

The Simplest Explanation

It occurs to me that, after 100 posts (technically 103 now), there’s an awful lot of tl;dr detail in here that the casual reader isn’t going to bother delve through; all the talk about milfs, trolling, nakedness, Starla, dead babies, stalking, obsession, vendettas and so forth all just gets a little baffling and redundant.  So, in the interest of simplicity, I present a YouTube video that I feel adequately represents my trolling of getoffmyspace/amputee_milfs (aka “GOMS”).

The part of GOMS will be played by Steve Martin.

The part of Dorian Thorn will be played by Bill Murray.

Enjoy!

/facepalm

Ugh, where to begin?

Well, first this post in goms_sux.

snazzy_bagels, asking about GOMS celebrities, the “more obscene the better”, and does anyone notice one name conspicuously absent from the list rawr_its_roonie knee-jerks out?

But then again, that’s a list of people GOMS got the better of… so I suppose the absence of my name is appropriate.  Heheh.  That, and of course, they have tried so hard to erase the memory of me from their history, but sadly, they can’t erase the effect I had on the community…

So much for that “let’s not mention Starla” rule, huh?

I’m sorry?  I didn’t have an effect on the community?  Wut?

Have you seen these (locked so I’ll giva ya the info)?:

community.livejournal.com/getoffmyspace/1666462.html by snazzy_bagels making fun of myspace.com/machina420.

community.livejournal.com/getoffmyspace/1666295.html by cucci_couture making fun of myspace.com/amber_morgaine (who is her friend’s roommate so it’s basically a grudge post).

community.livejournal.com/getoffmyspace/1665904.html by whereinchicago attacking myspace.com/sexy_chicana84.

community.livejournal.com/getoffmyspace/1665772.html by get_baaaaack going after myspace.com/dementedpink.

I could go on and on.  I’d have included screen caps, but trust me, you’d have fallen asleep.  This has become one of the lamest communities on LiveJournal.  They try so hard… I don’t know.  And I like bagels, too.  Of course, much of my work isn’t even on LJ anymore, with the obvious exception of Operation: Chicago, so the more whereinchicago posts, the better.  As for the rest of it…

…I’m more about dealing with these people off LJ, out here in the real world, until they follow their own whines of “it’s just LJ, it’s not important, it doesn’t matter, it’s just the Internet…”  Well, if that’s the case, you certainly seem to be clinging to it awfully tight.  But we’ve known since day one they’re all hypocrites, right?

LOL poor roonie.  I’ve been picking on her for making even the slightest, most remote references to me, and now I pick on her for deliberately not mentioning me.

Karma’s a bitch, eh?  (I love that pic, it actually looks like roonie.  Well, except the eyebrows.  Roonie has some kind of obsession with eyebrows…)

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?

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.

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…)

Photo Op of The Gods

Well, I don’t mean to keep tooting my own horn here, but… okay maybe I do.

BUT… in a recent discovery, it seems that the people on LJ who were on my buddy list back when I had an LJ are all BANNED from GOMS.  Ironic, no?  Because, of course, I didn’t actually have any real buddies on my f-list… they were all sock puppets, of course, even the ones with accounts that predated me by years, because that makes sense, amirite? Everyone’s a sock puppet, right?

“everyone on the internet is really dorian thorn…”

MUAHAHAHA!!

That’s especially ironic when you consider they let me back in…

Okay, this is kind of a lame post.  I don’t even eat anyone’s eyes or anything…

Well, okay, if you want something a bit more interesting…

HERE.

Dorian Thorn, still bringing the Epic.

Won’t you be my neighbor?

aluminum_stilts

aujsayshi

sadistnation (moved away)

splatterhouse

stop_startagain

treehopr

You know what’s interesting about these usernames?  These are the six members of amputee_milfs who are known to live less than an hour’s drive from me.

That’s been on my mind a lot the past few days for some reason…

I wonder how many more neighbors I have floating around in the GOMS communities?

To astrogirl34…

Because THIS ONE cuts right to the heart of Thorn Enterprises, and must be addressed.

astrogirl34, yes, I do a great deal of work with people of all kinds of disorders and issues.  I have done so for the last 10 years.  This has always been strictly voluntary (computers is just what I do at school, cuz it’s something else I have a natural aptitude for).  I have never charged for my work, nor have I done it in any official capacity, affiliated with any organization outside of Thorn Enterprises itself.  I am good with the human mind, and how it works.  I’m good with the human mind like good will hunting was good with math.  Some people are born with freakish natural aptitudes for certain subjects, I ended up with this ability to understand how people think.  That’s how something like Thorn Enterprises sprang up around me.  Regular doctors heal physical pain, the pissy little school of modern psychology today teaches one how to deal with emotional pain… I cure emotional pain.  Do you have any idea how in-demand such a skill makes one?  You wonder why I whore myself to the world… there is no one who doesn’t want what I can give them.  Do you know what it is to suffer inside? I can fix that.  Without pills, without years, I can make it go away.

Sometimes, however, simply trying to help a person process the chaos in their own mind isn’t enough.  Life is full of obstacles, after all, and I work in the real world, where there are no white-washed “clean” rooms.  The filth of the natural is my stock-in-trade.  There are occasions when I will save lives.  There are occasions when lives that are obstacles to those I would save must be removed.

And then, there are occasions when I encounter people who simply spread poison, and they must be stopped, no matter the cost.  People like that need to be destroyed, period, not for what they do, but for who they are.  Good people can do evil.  Evil people can do good.  But there are those that have the choice, do nothing, and simply allow life to pass them by, thinking everything is here for their own amusement, blind to the fact that they live in a jungle where beasts seek to devour at any opportunity.

Evil is only possible when good people do nothing.

I do a great deal.  For a great many.  And I can do it better than almost anyone because I have no rules or regulations constricting me, no boundaries at all, and an innate understanding of the human mind that Freud could only have dreamed of having.  I can rebuild a life from the soul up, sculpt it like a master craftsman sculpts a statue.  But sometimes, in order to rebuild, we have to tear down what’s in the way.  Even if it bleeds.

For every person I have “put through shit” there are a thousand who have been spared that same shit.  Because by unleashing a bit on one fucking ignoramus who deserves some shit, I can get countless others out of that path.  My world is a chessboard with a million pawns, and I will put you right where I need you to ensure the safety of my kings, queens, knights, and bishops.  And pawns don’t get a fucking say in the matter.

All for the cause.

tick… tick… tick…

A few replies, then…

Ok, have to reply to  few comments in that GOMS post…

THIS one by rawr_its_roonie.  Well, DUH.  Am I actually claiming you’re a Nazi?  Of course not.  I use it as an example of how things get misquoted, taken out of context, and the little part of something one chooses to focus on is not at all representative of the whole.  I may not have always said the nicest things about you, but I think anyone would know just how ludicrous the claim of you being a Nazi is.  I also think some people missed the point on that…

Oh, and, um, THIS, boomshesaid?  Don’t be ridiculous, of course Cannibal Corpse didn’t write an album based on my book Daylight Fades, Arise the Night.  It was Cradle of Filth.

metatron_lvr, I replied to you someplace else in this blog regarding THIS, but those pics?  How the hell could those ever be threatening?  They’re just hot.  What I meant by the “BLT wuz here” on them was… well, actually, you probably don’t want to know that.  I’ll just let that one slide.

And as for THIS comment by imightbite… I didn’t mean that when anyone thinks of GOMS they think of me.  I meant, people who came into this through the whole “Thorn vs. GOMS” situation know me individually better, because on one side there’s me, and on the other, GOMS.  That’s all.  (no one argued me being “the #1 headache”, though heheh) And, roonie, sorry if I shattered any dreams.  ;)

THIS little exchange.  Ya know, fashionassassin (and I think we both know which particular “meme/non-meme” is referred to here), would you believe Mother’s Day came and went and “mom” didn’t get a single copy of that sent to her?  Mother’s Day just isn’t what it used to be…

And lastly, THIS.  wicked_queen, wondering what my “obsession” with her is.  I think I outlined it pretty clearly elsewhere, but seeing how many subtleties have been missed already, I’ll spell it out.  On November 13, 2008, you uploaded my EPIC FAIL demote to your LJ scrapbook, twice.  It was the twice that got me curious.  You posted that pic (which I’m not complaining about, fair use, public domain and all, and hey, anyone who wants to look at my balls is welcome to) in two places.  One was probably in amputee_milfs.  The other… I dunno.  I’m all curious.  I have theories, but nothing confirmed.  As a result, I remain curious.  Satisfy my curiosity on that, and I cease to care.  Just that simple.

As for most of the other comments, feh.  Most of the members of GOMS weren’t there with us through all this, were they, now?

And I still hold to this being done now, cuz it doesn’t matter anymore.  I’m just replying to a few things that I felt deserved replies.  I’d have done it in the comm itself, but that would just have entailed a lot of pain in the ass things, what with me constantly getting deleted and all.  I’d have had to use anonymous comments, had to get one of the mods allow anonymous comments, a pain.  You say what you’d like in your journals, I’ll say what I like in mine.

That said, fare the well, GOMS.  It’s been fun.

p.s. a quick personal note… two pages of comments just to stress how boring and irrelevant I am, and how no one cares.  I love you guys.

I should say something…

…regarding the sudden influx of new views on my blog here.

Well, they’re obviously from the GOMS post about this blog, so I suppose one could say my hope of putting this blog before the membership of GOMS worked.  No more spamming required.

Most of the comments, of course, are about what one would expect, so I’ll reply to them all with a universally-encompassing “feh”.

But the point I find fascinating is that here we are, a public post that people must know I’m reading (LJ freed my IPs again, lulz) and the milfs can come up with nothing better than to share their same old assumptions.  I’m this, I’m that, people just making whatever assumptions they feel like.

I’m not disputing someone’s right to share an opinion.  I suppose I just don’t understand how people live with such a lack of truth in their lives… then again, I’ve spent years teaching people the kind of trouble they get into when they make assumptions, and how to avoid it.  I’m biased in favor of reality.

“Attention whore” again.  You know, there’s a big difference between not being shy and being an active attention whore.  I never cared about being famous.  I just wanted to make them famous…

Speaking of truth, not one milf, you will note, has yet publically acknowledged the BLT thread, or the fact that the community was, in fact, following me quite closely for some time.  Milfs, members of your comm have told me about it.  Now, for all this publicity, for all my outing of everything, all I’ve dug up on you, for all my turning this into, well, all this, you still need to cling to that?

Let it go, milfs… let it go… you’ll feel better, trust me.

Say it out loud… “Starla… the BLT thread…”

Confession works wonders for the soul.

Eh, they won’t do it.  Some minds are hard-wired.

And I never said I was creepy, nor did I try to come across that way.  In fact, it was you guys who said I was creepy, while I was the one trying to impress upon you that anyone who spent five minutes talking to me would realize I’m not creepy at all.  I just have a weird sense of humor.  I think I only said that about 359328176092 times.

Now, this is creepy.

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.

ADDICTION

A few posts back I mentioned this was an addiction for the amputee_milfs, and once again gave them the opportunity to end it all.

Despite the fact that I tried that way back at the end of last August.  No, they didn’t keep following me around LJ like frilly little fangirls, squealing with delight every time I threw them a fresh bone (“bone”, heheh).  I tried it again in October.  They kept it up.  Tried it again on New Year’s.  They kept it up.  Tried again two or three times since New Year’s, they keep at it.

And what do they say in public?  “we need to be the bigger people and walk away” “he’s keeping it going instead of letting it go” and so on.  All while they stalk and follow and hide and lie.  Because that’s who they are and what they know.

108+ posts.  4000+ comments. From only forty-three people!   They call that “walking away”?

I particularly like the “we need to be the bigger people” thing.  GOMS members, claiming to be “bigger” people?  Now that’s lulz-worthy.  I’m not sure they even qualify as people, period.

rizzo, for instance, just did a “Dining Out For Life” AIDS benefit.  She didn’t do it because it was generous.  A person like her, she’s more apt to do it in order to poke fun at all the victims.  For the lulz, right?  We are much more ourselves in the semi-anonymity of the Internet then we are IRL, when we can hide behind a screen name and pretend that shields us.  I know her online.  I know them all online.  They call it “lulz”.  But that’s not what it is.  If it was, there wouldn’t be hundreds of posts about Starla in amputee_milfs.  There wouldn’t be an amputee_milfs at all!!  Its very existence reveals the sickness…  deep down, in their most private places, when they are alone and online, when they are hidden enough to let their true colors through… they are nothing but the filthy fucking crackwhore piggie swine I had them pegged as since day one.

I was the bigger person half a dozen times in all this.  I walked away plenty of times.  But the crackwhores needed their fix, and couldn’t let it go.

And here we are again, the cycle repeats yet again.  I walk, they follow.

Very well, my little piggie crackwhore fangirls.  You don’t want me to go?  You want me to stay?  You want me to accept wicked_queen’s invitation here?  Since, after all, “whatever brings back t3h drams, you support it”?

Right, wicked_queen?  Such a fangirl you are:

http://pics.livejournal.com/wicked_queen/pic/0005c6kp

Why, that’s been in your photo album since November 13th, since you posted it to both amputee_milfs and goms_sux!  Just can’t let it go, can you? (and you thought I “missed” you… heheh, nice pics on ED…)  No worries, bb, I will bring you buckets of t3h drams. :D

My fangirls still want me to stay!

Very well, then.

And what a playground they’ve provided me with… more than 500 members in GOMS, but none of them allowed to discuss me.  None of them allowed to ask about me.  None of them allowed to even mention me.  None of them suspecting a thing with their open, accessible journals, their open MySpaces, their open Facebooks, so much information…a fountain of facts and personal tidbits, just waiting for me to wade in and drink til I can’t drink anymore…

And you milfs know just what I can do with a little bit of info… been to xpeeps lately?  It’s fun doing this to people, isn’t it?  Plenty of lulz there… I am, after all, just doing what you do, playing by your rules… simply posting your shit in a place you may not like it, presenting you in a way you’re not keen to be seen… aw, and you don’t like it.  How cute.  And of course, given that this all started with you attacking a dead infant, there’s really no depths I can sink to that fall into your realms of depravity.  I can’t go the places you go.  The stench is too foul, you see…

You just won’t leave it alone.   But then, you can’t.  You’re addicts.  Crackwhores for your “lulz”.  But, that’s okay.  BLT  understands.

And I’m about to hold one hell of an intervention.

Come, fangirls, let’s dance a little longer.  The night is young…

And there are so many lulz to be had…

Mirror, Mirror

They finally did it.  As in, figured it out.  That is, a few amputee_milfs finally got what I’ve been doing all this time.  I knew, of course, I wouldn’t reach them all, but just a few… that was all I wanted.

Over the course of the past few days, I’ve had a few back-and-forths with a number of the milfs.  For months, I have been taunting, attacking, trolling, hitting them all over LiveJournal, burning through sock puppet accounts, being a near-constant annoyance in their LJ lives, with one clear message all the way through:

FACE ME.

Rather than do that, for all this time, they have shut down/re-opened communities, locked down journals, MySpaces, Facebooks, deleted accounts, reinstated accounts,  changed names, created backup communities, deleted more than 100 entries from amputee_milfs itself, watched LiveJournal members flounce.

One thing they never tried, which would have been far more effective than anything else:  asking me.

The Amazing Sock Puppet of the Gods

God, I have been dying to show this one off… now that she’s finally been outed, I can.

Ladies and gents, I give you…

salembitchtrial

Look at that fucking profile.  Now that’s how you build a goddamn sock puppet.  It’s a far cry better than goombatree’s profile, that’s for damn sure.

YES.  That is a sock puppet.  That is ME.

Now, let’s examine closely, and look at all the hints that were stuck on that profile (mind you, richey not only accepted her into GOMS, the milfs all missed all the following clues):

• SHE’S FROM SALEM.  Practically my neighbor.  Plus, I took a very well-publicized trip to Salem last Fall, which any troll on my journal at the time should have recalled.
• HER BIRTHDAY.  All the “my mom’s email” sock accounts I made, my mom’s birthday, on every single one, was 11/25.
• THE QUOTES. “All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players” That doesn’t suggest “play-acting” to you?  “Something wicked this way comes” DUH.  “This is what it sounds like when doves cry” “When Doves Cry” was my MySpace profile song for an age.
• HER COMMUNITIES.  She belonged to virtually every single then-open milf-moderated community, a number that weren’t open,  pluswtf_stupid (another favorite community of mine), plus she even fucking applied to amputee_milfs and it was on her watched communities list!! To me, at the very least, that would have earned a “just in case” LJ Abuse report.  If she wasn’t, then, oops, my bad, can’t be too careful, though.  Basically, salembitchtrial was the one screen name on LiveJournal that was everywhere I needed to be to get to the kind of info I was getting to.
• THEY LOOKED RIGHT AT HER.  Her LJ Toys showed hits from richey on a  number of occasions, as well as several other milfs from time to time, on her profile and her public journal entries.  She chatted with a number of milfs in various other communities.  She even made posts to GOMS!  Those’ll be gone now, though.  Quick side note on that… salembitchtrial had her own Photobucket account, in which all her pics for her GOMS posts were stored.  On the chance that she might have somehow been booted from GOMS without being suspended, cleaning out her Photobucket would have sabotaged the hell out of those posts.  Yes, she made posts.  No, I never planned to let GOMS keep them.

Now, about her most remarkable trait, her survivability.   How on earth did I manage to keep her alive through round after round of sock puppet deletions?  Easy.  By using the most innocent, benign proxy on Earth: AOL.  It’s a fairly universal proxy, almost never questioned, and so many people use it that when those AOL IPs pop up, one can never say who it might be.  Most people don’t even realize AOL serves as a proxy.  salembitchtrial visited LJ exclusively through America Online.  Except for when she was first created (then under the name sunny_down, and a member of ALL my communities), salembitchtrial never used a single IP that matched any of mine.  Of course, on the down side, I may have just gotten all of AOL’s IP addresses banned from LJ.  Oops.  Watch me care.  That could be a headache to try and sort out… win.

And lastly, the milfs never did find her.  I outed her myself.  My plan was actually to do it a few weeks back, and I was going to make some amazing troll posts to GOMS and/or goms_sux, but they changed the posting to moderated on me after I started trolling my fellow GOMS members.  So, I did the next best thing, I used her to create a feed to this journal over on LJ (need a paid account to create feeds; yes, she was a paid sock puppet account) and basically handed that feed directly to one of the GOMS moderators in a less-than-friendly way.  Really less than friendly.  Let’s just say, in a way I knew she wouldn’t ignore.  I knew if LJ Abuse decided to kill off the feed, then it would be a short hop to the account that created it, but oh well.  salembitchtrial’s purpose was served months ago, when she first got into those communities.  Like I said, I’ve got it all archived.

She was a trooper, all right.  Gave me more than I could have dreamed.  So, thanks, salembitchtrial, and rest in peace, bb.

Next!

(nice t-shirt, eh?)

wink wink nudge nudge

Subtlety was never a strong suit of the amputee_milfs.

Observe this link.

Now, who do the milfs know that has a tendency to write on himself with magic marker?  Who in the world could they be talking about?

And notice, it’s fashionassassin yet again (on February 16th, which is really ironic because of this post back in December).  But, thanks fashionassassin and aluminum_stilts for letting me know you are both devount followers of the blt thread.  Helps to narrow my focus, you see…

Once again, we see the milfs breaking their own rules because, apparently, rules are there for no reason whatsoever, and breaking rules, whether in this community or that one, will obviously have no consequences whatsoever.

Milf logic.

I need to put more work into Ms Fashionassassin, methinks…

But I like that, “He’s a piece of shit that shouldn’t be given another thought”.  Apparently only in GOMS, because that blt thread in amputee_milfs just kept growing…

Too far?

This link:

I am sensing a distinct lack of consistency here.

Would you like to know what the real difference is?

It’s “never too far” when they are getting their lulz at someone else’s expense.

It becomes “too far” when anytime they stick their noses out of their own locked communites they get cockslapped.

I love my fangirls.

They say anything to justify themselves.  Anything, everything, oops too much.

If only they could learn to keep their mouths shut, and mind their own business for once.

Everything on the Internet is fair game, bitchez.

Welcome to MY Internet…

WHY?

That’s one of the big questions I get.  Why spend months (going on a  year now) making a random group of Internetters’ lives miserable?  Well, their LJ lives, anyway.  I mean, let’s see what I’ve accomplished so far…

• Any journal entries they make, plus any posts to anything publically accessible, feeds right into my own private forums.  Twitters, Photobuckets, Tumblrs, YouTubes, anything, everywhere, comes right to me.  I can read their journals without even going to LiveJournal.
• They have to be incredibly careful about any pictures/info they share with anyone.
• All their MySpaces, Facebooks, etc, all locked up (except for the idiots who think I can’t get anything useful from them — everything is useful).
• They have to remain wary as hell about any and all new friend requests.
• Any communities they run they have to keep locked, and moderate both membership and posting.  I heard a rumor they’ve been having some trolling issues…
• Every ban they get me only gives me more freedom (again, if they’d ignored me from back when I first suggested they should, none of this would have been possible).

And so on.  So, why all this?  Feh.  They have their own assumptions, they think it has something to do with the post made about my son.  They think I’m insane, no doubt.  They think I’m an “attention whore”.  (On that “attention whore” thing… it’s a perfect example of me using their own assumptions against them.  They call me attention whore.  So, I play loudly.  Very loudly.  And in very distracting ways.  In other words, while I have them looking at my right hand, my left is quietly pulling some strings.  A little sleight-of-hand, anyone?)

None of these reasons are actually accurate at all.  It’s quite simple, really.  Regarding the post about my son, that was evened out at the end of August 2008.  I was done with them.  But, being a cautious fellow, and knowing who I was dealing with, in order to keep an eye on any potential trolling, etc, I created a number of communities, posted pictures, and slathered it all with tracking script.  They followed my trail of breadcrumbs eagerly, gathering up every little tidbit I left for them, somehow either not knowing or simply not caring that I knew everything they did.  It all was re-posted into the community amputee_milfs.  Everything I did.  Every post I made.  Everywhere I went.  Every community I created or joined.  The milfs were right there, tracking it all, and they wonder why I call them my hungry little fangirls.

Of course, they used to do the same thing to all kinds of people.  Back before I snapped GOMS’ spine, that community didn’t just feature MySpace pages, it used to troll people all over the Internet, leaving cruel comments on MySpaces, YouTubes, anywhere they could.  It wasn’t just a community about laughing at MySpace profiles, it was a community about literally driving people right off the Internet.  Once GOMS finally changed its rules (thanks to me), those same stalker principles were simply transferred over to amputee_milfs, and focused on the two people who brought it about, Starla and myself.

Turnaround is fair play, after all.  Why do I do this?  They spent years stalking people for their own amusement.  Following, tracking, harassing, stealing, re-posting, etc.  I simply play by their own rules.  I follow, I comment, I gather up every tidbit of information I can about them, and use my own methods to expand that database all the time (yes, it’s a full-blown database at this point).  I’ve gotten hold of real names, addresses, phone numbers, jobs, schools, emails, and so on.  More than 300 photos of the milfs themselves, plus more than 1000 of GOMS members.

In case no one has grasped this yet, one of my most formidable skills is turning what they do or say against them.  Every time they think they have some measure of “win” against me, I come back even harder (no pun intended).  Their LJ lives are locked up almost airtight.  Even amputee_milfs itself has a number of potential “backup” communities ready to roll, some_rakes, bare_mattresses (clever name on that one), and so forth.

So, why?

For one, to show them what it’s like to be on the other end of the microscope.  That’s a lesson that is being driven into their skulls, have no doubt.

Two, because I can.

And finally, perhaps most importantly, for the same reason they do it.

For the lulz.