The tyrant of Baghdad is dead and the far left uses this opportunity to, once more, show us their Bush derangement syndrome in its full flower. The DU, Huffington Post and Daily Kos are virtual cess pits bemoaning the death of the poor misunderstood Saddam. Their moonbat editorialists and commenters crying for GWB, Donald Rumsfeld and Dick Cheney to suffer similar fates.
If nothing else, their paranoiac cult's behavior, deepens my belief that these traitors represent a greater danger to our country than all of the terrorists combined.
Relatively few will mourn the execution of Saddam. Undoubtedly our Moonbats will represent the largest percentage.
Justice should be served even if justice is unobtainable. In order for Saddams crimes to be balanced on those scales, hundreds of thousands of Saddams would be needed. They would be shot, maimed, have their tongues cut out, torchered to death, fed into shredders feet first, gassed, raped, ad nausem.
Since there was only one Saddam, the Iraqis tried him, sentenced him and hung him. They were even humane, instead of the short drop and strangulation that is the norm for the Middle East, and can last up to a half hour as the executed fights for breath and dances on the end of a rope, they opted for the high drop with a proper noose and knot and a broken neck.
It may not be true or total justice but justice was served.
Sunday, December 31, 2006
Thursday, December 28, 2006
HAPPY NEW YEAR! or "oh boo" moment 2006.9
the above is a las vegas kind of fireworks show - this is where my parents, two of my sisters and their families reside. we won't be with them for the grand event, but we'll be together with our own fireworks!
i'd like to take this opportunity to say "HAPPY ANNIVERSARY" to nancpop - thank you for pursuing me relentlessly for a year or so before i let you catch me!
funny thing - today when i called him on his cell phone, i could all of a sudden hear his and others' voices in the background while i was saying, "hello - hello - hello - anybody there? can you hear me now? ahem! answer the dayamed phone - stop talking about me behind my back! yoo-hoo? i can hear you, but you cannot hear me!"
their side of the conversation went something like this:
nancpop: "soooooooo, you found someone to cuddle with and now what?"
the other guy (i'll call him nathan because that's his name): "two weeks in a row - and i just don't understand why they're not calling me back!"
nancpop: "well, you know i've been cuddling with ___________ (meaning nanc) for about eighteen years now..."
the other guy (nathan): "yeah, but.....undiscernible..."
nancpop: "...or it could be thirty five...undiscernible..."
dear Lord - that would have made him seven at the time...oh boo!
sidenote: if i'm not back by monday evening, please send the st. bernards with plenty of medicine - as we'll be snowed in! and that would be us working on "oh boo" moment 2007...
Sunday, December 24, 2006
A Christmas Visitor
(Written two years ago.)
4:00 am 12/24/04
There was a knock on my front door which startled me awake. My dogs were barking which required dire threats to quieten as I answered the door.
Maybe you have heard of our weather and the unusually cold temperatures (16 F) and large amount of snow that has fallen, (18"), in the last 24 hours. I live just south of Interstate 64 in Southern Indiana and you may have seen the news about the closed Interstate and stranded motorists on the national news.
A man, about my own age, (early 50s), stood at the door. He was wearing tennis shoes, jeans, a field jacket and sock hat. His glasses were frosted and he wore no gloves.
He told me he was lost and asked where St.James Blvd was. I told him it was about a mile and a half to the West and asked him where his car was. He said he was walking.
I asked him in and sat a chair for him by the furnace vent. He was shivering uncontrollably, a faint whiff of alcohol was on his breath. I asked if I could fix him something to eat and he refused but he accepted a cup of coffee.
My wife talked to him as he warmed himself and I made some coffee, I could hear him speak as I made his coffee ready.
My son heard him and came into the living room to sit and listen, to keep an eye out just in case.
He was homeless, he had been sleeping under a bridge on the Ohio River about seven miles away to the West. He decided that it was too cold and he might freeze to death if he didn't find a safe place to stay. About midnight, he left his meager possessions, just a few clothes, and headed for his sisters house on St James but he had walked past the street in the dark. He was lost and confused, probably somewhat drunk, and hypothermia can add confusion to even the sober mind.
As he talked, I realized that he had mental problems, as do many of the homeless. There are places that take in the indignant, I'm sure he knew it too. But they won't accept anyone who is intoxicated, which I'm also sure he was aware of.
He drank his coffee then asked me if I would drive him to his sisters house and he offered me two dollars. Of course I refused the money but offered to take him where he wanted to go.
I intended to take measures to see after him anyway. He seemed anxious to leave.
As I drove, he told me that his sister was out of town but he had permission to use her house in an emergency. I was worried that he was just lying to me for reasons of his own but I was determined to see the thing through, even if I had to call the police to ensure his wellbeing through this cold weather.
We drove up to the house and there was a porch light on and smoke coming from the chimney vent, even though it was apparent that there was no one home as the snow was undisturbed. I asked him if he was sure he could get in, he said, "Yes, she told me where the key is." He reached out his hand, as if for a hand shake, and when I offered mine, pulled it to his lips and kissed it saying, "God bless you".
I was profoundly embarrassed but stayed long enough to see him dig around in the snow and find a key, unlock the door and wave goodbye.
I drove home, my thoughts disturbed, by the events that had taken place.
My wife was relieved as I came in and I started preparing food (very early) for this Christmas Eve. As I cut up fruit for salad and prepared the turkey for baking, my son came up behind me and hugged me, kissing my head, and said, "Dad, you did a good thing."
Again, I was embarrassed, not by my son's hug and kiss but by his praise.
I did it because it was the right thing to do.
Then he told me that he tries to help the homeless ones that hang around his place of employment. We spoke of how little we can actually do for them and I was proud of my son for doing the right thing He is a good man.
As I continued to prepare, my thoughts drifted to a couple seeking shelter in Bethlehem and the birth of the Lamb of the New Covenant, and I felt God's Peace.
May God's Peace be with you all!
Merry Christmas.
Warren
4:00 am 12/24/04
There was a knock on my front door which startled me awake. My dogs were barking which required dire threats to quieten as I answered the door.
Maybe you have heard of our weather and the unusually cold temperatures (16 F) and large amount of snow that has fallen, (18"), in the last 24 hours. I live just south of Interstate 64 in Southern Indiana and you may have seen the news about the closed Interstate and stranded motorists on the national news.
A man, about my own age, (early 50s), stood at the door. He was wearing tennis shoes, jeans, a field jacket and sock hat. His glasses were frosted and he wore no gloves.
He told me he was lost and asked where St.James Blvd was. I told him it was about a mile and a half to the West and asked him where his car was. He said he was walking.
I asked him in and sat a chair for him by the furnace vent. He was shivering uncontrollably, a faint whiff of alcohol was on his breath. I asked if I could fix him something to eat and he refused but he accepted a cup of coffee.
My wife talked to him as he warmed himself and I made some coffee, I could hear him speak as I made his coffee ready.
My son heard him and came into the living room to sit and listen, to keep an eye out just in case.
He was homeless, he had been sleeping under a bridge on the Ohio River about seven miles away to the West. He decided that it was too cold and he might freeze to death if he didn't find a safe place to stay. About midnight, he left his meager possessions, just a few clothes, and headed for his sisters house on St James but he had walked past the street in the dark. He was lost and confused, probably somewhat drunk, and hypothermia can add confusion to even the sober mind.
As he talked, I realized that he had mental problems, as do many of the homeless. There are places that take in the indignant, I'm sure he knew it too. But they won't accept anyone who is intoxicated, which I'm also sure he was aware of.
He drank his coffee then asked me if I would drive him to his sisters house and he offered me two dollars. Of course I refused the money but offered to take him where he wanted to go.
I intended to take measures to see after him anyway. He seemed anxious to leave.
As I drove, he told me that his sister was out of town but he had permission to use her house in an emergency. I was worried that he was just lying to me for reasons of his own but I was determined to see the thing through, even if I had to call the police to ensure his wellbeing through this cold weather.
We drove up to the house and there was a porch light on and smoke coming from the chimney vent, even though it was apparent that there was no one home as the snow was undisturbed. I asked him if he was sure he could get in, he said, "Yes, she told me where the key is." He reached out his hand, as if for a hand shake, and when I offered mine, pulled it to his lips and kissed it saying, "God bless you".
I was profoundly embarrassed but stayed long enough to see him dig around in the snow and find a key, unlock the door and wave goodbye.
I drove home, my thoughts disturbed, by the events that had taken place.
My wife was relieved as I came in and I started preparing food (very early) for this Christmas Eve. As I cut up fruit for salad and prepared the turkey for baking, my son came up behind me and hugged me, kissing my head, and said, "Dad, you did a good thing."
Again, I was embarrassed, not by my son's hug and kiss but by his praise.
I did it because it was the right thing to do.
Then he told me that he tries to help the homeless ones that hang around his place of employment. We spoke of how little we can actually do for them and I was proud of my son for doing the right thing He is a good man.
As I continued to prepare, my thoughts drifted to a couple seeking shelter in Bethlehem and the birth of the Lamb of the New Covenant, and I felt God's Peace.
May God's Peace be with you all!
Merry Christmas.
Warren
Monday, December 18, 2006
Christmas With TMW, Warren & Nanc
we've decided to have a festive fireside chat as our gift to you, our friends.
nanc: the year has flown by - do you two feel as though you're chasing your tails? i, for one, think i'll meet up with myself somewhere along the way!
tmw: When I'm doing it on my own strength, I find I've run over myself! Rude little snip! But when I do it G*D's Way, I may go fast or slow, but the only time I see my tail is when it's wagging!
warren: I think that passed myself going in the other direction. I waved and honked but I just ignored myself and pretended not to see who it was.
(stuck up sob!)
i don't know who said this:
I understand, but what's worse is getting your tail stuck in the door, ouch!
tmw: Who's bringing the green bean casserole? And what do you do with it?
i don't know who said this:
I prefer fresh asparagus or Southern style fresh green beans with diced bacon!
warren: No green bean casserole, please! My sister-in-law makes it and everyone spits in the napkin or feeds it to the dog under the table.
It's like that horrible macaroni salad that my nutty aunt used to make. Macaroni, salad dressing and on top she put sliced green bell peppers and cinnamon imperials for Christmas colors.
tmw: Oh, Warren, ugh! The green peppers belong in the salad with Hellman's mayo, onions, hard boiled eggs, salt and pepper! Leave the cinnamon imperials in a ziploc bag for me to take home later! Use sliced olives for the top!
warren But my aunt said that only cinnamon imperials make good holly berries for the green bell pepper wreaths!
tmw: She's teched! You don't eat holly berries! Except on cookies, cupcakes or cakes, all others are poisonous! She can buy regular pimentos and cut them into berries, and why berries with conifer wreaths? She's a little confused...
nanc: i'm bringing the green bean casserole! red hots make the best berries on EVERYTHING - you people...
warren: Speaking of wreaths, what kind of things do you hang in and on your house?
I don't put up anything outside but I always put the Christmas cards we receive on the wall. We have a small tree in the corner with a string of lights.
My goofy neighbors yard looks like a junk yard for Macy's Thanksgiving day parade! They have four or five large inflatable whatcamacallits clumped together gracing their front yard.
nanc: clear lights! we forgot to bring the blue ones from the mountain - i wanted to put a star of david on the roof with them and can now find NONE for that project.
our cards are mostly on nancson's piano, to which he complained...so we just let him.
i relented - AGAIN - and allowed a live set of star pines and we put clear lights and candy canes on it - nancpop says, "NO angels on top PLEASE!" they're nearly four feet tall and will be absolutely beautiful for the years to come.
tmw: I know what you mean! A friend of mine lives in a gated community, and the vast majority of houses have those silly inflatables from Wal-Mart! A few are a little classier, but passing streets full of the blow up Santas, snowglobes and other strange things makes you twitchy!
We have a 2" artificial tree, covered in candy canes, with our presents around it. Not much else, I'm trying to sort and pack! I will be putting up the Nativity that my Mother's Father made for my parents after they got married. He built a stable and a church, The figures for the nativity are from Italy, the church has small lead figures(townspeople) from Germany, a real international flavor, and older than me!
nanc: tmw and i recently had a discussion about tinsel and all it means to us...when my mom wasn't looking i'd sling the entire box of tinsel at the tree! i've NEVER purchased a box of tinsel in all my years - in rebellion you'd say.
do you two have any strange traditions you've let go of or continue to this day?
tmw: I have tinsel in with the ornaments and things I inherited, they are sealed tight, and will remain that way! As historic curiosities only!
Traditions-NO MORE TINSEL!
warren: When I was younger there were a lot of traditions, putting up the tree, making cookies, a rotating family gathering and so forth, but the older family members have passed, I'm down to one elderly aunt and my mother, there isn't any family left on my wife's side so we usually visit my mother on Christmas Eve then return home and vegetate for a day or two.
tmw: Who would you like to spend this Christmas with?
I have to say, since Jesus is in residence, WE would love to spend Christmas with all the blogger community that has built up over this last year! I'd love to sit down with everyone and talk heart-to-heart about hopes, dreams, frustrations, failures and life as it stands! Everyone bring a dish, then settle before a fireplace with spiced cider, etc. and just enjoy each others company!
My family on all sides has ignored us since my parents died, and my late's family don't like Christians, but in the spirit of Yeshua, who said that those who give up family for HIS sake will receive 100-fold in this life! My church and brothers and sisters in the blogger community ARE my family now! They are precious to me and the idea of spending time with them makes my heart full!
nanc: yes, may the Spirit of Yeshua be in all our hearts. it's probably warren's turn to talk, but most people know how difficult it is to get between two women! (no wisecracks, elbro!)
as most of you know, our family is miles and miles away and we've made our family our friends along the way. although, i would love to see our families - i've built relationships here in the www that sustain me at times.
your idea is a most excellent one, tmw - a blogger convention is definitely in order. what would be really fun is to meet up for the first time and not know who's who and try to put avatars and names to actual faces! btw - i'm the one who doesn't look exactly like sophia loren...
you bring the cider and i'll bring the beer!
warren: I would love to do that but I'd have to leave my headsman's axe at home and wear sun glasses so my red glowing eyes wouldn't give me away. Of course my name tag would have to show an assumed name...
I'd love to meet all of our friends face to face, be it Christmas or any other time. I'll bring the guns!
tmw: I have some too, so those without or disinclined to carry onboard a plane may borrow! Traveling across state lines can be a pain too! Check first, and I'm sure Nancpop knows the best places to get refills.
Aviators glasses are a cool and classic statement, Warren!
And if there are any illegals hiding out, we may scare them off the property!
nanc: we, at longrange, want to wish all our loyal friends a VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS and may your new year be a shining event! you're all in our thoughts and prayers each and every day. all the best to you and your families.
we also hope you've had a good time at this party - remember to travel safely to your next destination and have a designated driver...the management is not responsible for any accidents you have along the way!
tmw: And I'm not serving "hard" cider, just mulled, I might mull some wine too! Bring your own finger food, plus enough to share. Have a Very Merry Christmas and a Blessed New Year!
Let's get together in a "year"!
warren Its passing strange how you can form relationships with people you have never met face to face. You can learn their hopes and fears and share yours, you develop attachments and feel genuine love for them, share their sorrows and lift them up with prayer and an encouraging word.
Christmas is a family time as well as a religious celebration and I consider almost everyone that posts here as part of my extended family, certainly closer than many of my blood relatives.
I wish you, my family, a very heart felt Merry Christmas and the very best in the coming year.
May your burdens be light!
Note: I'll have a post from Christmas past on Christmas Eve morn.
Warren
The Jewish Conspiracy to Call Carter Anti-Semitic
Comment from:
JAMES TARANTO
WSJs Opinion Journal
Best of the Web Today - December 18, 2006 (free subscription, sign up is required)
As the Instapundit would say (OUCH!)
JAMES TARANTO
WSJs Opinion Journal
Best of the Web Today - December 18, 2006 (free subscription, sign up is required)
Jimmy Carter, has a book out with the inflammatory title "Palestine: Peace Not Apartheid," and a self-pitying op-ed in the Los Angeles Times:
Book reviews in the mainstream media have been written mostly by representatives of Jewish organizations who would be unlikely to visit the occupied territories, and their primary criticism is that the book is anti-Israel. Two members of Congress have been publicly critical. Incoming House Speaker Nancy Pelosi for instance, issued a statement (before the book was published) saying that "he does not speak for the Democratic Party on Israel." Some reviews posted on Amazon.com call me "anti-Semitic," and others accuse the book of "lies" and "distortions." A former Carter Center fellow has taken issue with it, and Alan Dershowitz called the book's title "indecent."
Out in the real world, however, the response has been overwhelmingly positive. I've signed books in five stores, with more than 1,000 buyers at each site. I've had one negative remark--that I should be tried for treason--and one caller on C-SPAN said that I was an anti-Semite. My most troubling experience has been the rejection of my offers to speak, for free, about the book on university campuses with high Jewish enrollment and to answer questions from students and professors. : LA Times
So you see, Carter isn't anti-Semitic, regardless of what the Jews who control the media and the universities want you to believe. Meanwhile, Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, Iran's president, held a Holocaust-denial conference in Tehran, which drew at least one American, Reuters reports:
As the Instapundit would say (OUCH!)
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
the greatest non-event of all time
aren't you all relieved the aforeposted photographs were probably staged? yeah, the holocaust didn't really happen according to imamadmandinejad. the starvation, the experiments on innocent children, the gas chambers, the cruelty, etc.
dayam! where'd they get all those actors?
i believe we are approaching a time in history where if we DON'T pay attention - this and much worse is at hand. we MUST teach our children well, or their educators WON'T.
"and with all the deception of wickedness for those who perish, because they did not receive the love of the truth so as to be saved. (2 Thessalonians 2:10)
For this reason God will send upon them a deluding influence so that they will believe what is false, (2 Thessalonians 2:11)"
"And you, son of man, prophesy against Gog and say, `Thus says the Lord GOD, "Behold, I am against you, O Gog, prince of Rosh, Meshech and Tubal; (Ezekiel 39:1)
and I will turn you around, drive you on, take you up from the remotest parts of the north and bring you against the mountains of Israel. (Ezekiel 39:2)
"I will strike your bow from your left hand and dash down your arrows from your right hand. (Ezekiel 39:3)
"You will fall on the mountains of Israel, you and all your troops and the peoples who are with you; I will give you as food to every kind of predatory bird and beast of the field. (Ezekiel 39:4)
"You will fall on the open field; for it is I who have spoken," declares the Lord GOD. (Ezekiel 39:5)
"And I will send fire upon Magog and those who inhabit the coastlands in safety; and they will know that I am the LORD. (Ezekiel 39:6)"
a continuing study of ezekiel 38 and 39 is warranted in order to fully understand what is truly happening in the middle east. fall for the truth or fall for a lie - that's what it all boils down to. i prefer to take the G-d of israel seriously. He is incapable of lying.
Monday, December 11, 2006
"oh boo" moments 1501, 1502, and 1503
while they're fresh in my mind.
yesterday, after church, i told nancpop to put his wallet in his truck - he grabbed it and threw it back in the console, stating, "i'll get it before i go to work tomorrow."
apparently, "telling" was the key word - i should have begged and pleaded, perhaps shedding a tear or four - because this morning while taking the children to the busstop - what should be STILL sitting in the console? yup.
i just called him and asked, "what's in your wallet?"
oh boo...
evan had "all region" band tryouts this weekend and didn't make it, but not to worry - there were 204 middle through high school kids vying for the coveted seats. three of those who made it were from our school district.
while performing for the judges, evan asked another bandie to keep an eye on her purse - no problem, but when she returned, this bandie was text messaging who knows who on HER cellphone! she was a little angry to say the least.
upon hearing this, nancson said, "that'll teach you, evan - i only allow people i trust to keep an eye on MY purse!" (i hope he meant cellphone...)
oh boo...
when i got back to the house and went to get the key to unlock the door - it was not in its designated spot. there was NO key in the second designated spot!
i was forced to remove a screen and tumble into an unlocked window - it was a gymnastics move that would have made olga korbutz proud! i'm not as spry as back in the day - as evan so handily points out to me daily...
oh boo...
don't worry your purty selves over me...i...i...i'll be okay...it's only eight hours before someone comes home and finds me...
please see warren's most excellent article regarding cyber stalkers and general moonbattery tackytics below this.
yesterday, after church, i told nancpop to put his wallet in his truck - he grabbed it and threw it back in the console, stating, "i'll get it before i go to work tomorrow."
apparently, "telling" was the key word - i should have begged and pleaded, perhaps shedding a tear or four - because this morning while taking the children to the busstop - what should be STILL sitting in the console? yup.
i just called him and asked, "what's in your wallet?"
oh boo...
evan had "all region" band tryouts this weekend and didn't make it, but not to worry - there were 204 middle through high school kids vying for the coveted seats. three of those who made it were from our school district.
while performing for the judges, evan asked another bandie to keep an eye on her purse - no problem, but when she returned, this bandie was text messaging who knows who on HER cellphone! she was a little angry to say the least.
upon hearing this, nancson said, "that'll teach you, evan - i only allow people i trust to keep an eye on MY purse!" (i hope he meant cellphone...)
oh boo...
when i got back to the house and went to get the key to unlock the door - it was not in its designated spot. there was NO key in the second designated spot!
i was forced to remove a screen and tumble into an unlocked window - it was a gymnastics move that would have made olga korbutz proud! i'm not as spry as back in the day - as evan so handily points out to me daily...
oh boo...
don't worry your purty selves over me...i...i...i'll be okay...it's only eight hours before someone comes home and finds me...
please see warren's most excellent article regarding cyber stalkers and general moonbattery tackytics below this.
Saturday, December 09, 2006
Cyber Stalking and the Abusive Personality
From bullyonline.org
The Internet provides the perfect forum for cyberbullies, individuals whose aim is to gain gratification from the distress caused by provoking and tormenting others. The anonymity, ease of provocation, and almost infinite source of targets means the Internet is full of predators from pedophiles targeting children to serial bullies targeting ... anybody.
Many serial bullies are also serial attention-seekers. More than anything else they want attention. It doesn't matter what type of attention they get, positive or negative, as long as they can provoke someone into paying them attention. It's like a 2-year-old child throwing a tantrum to get attention from a parent. The best way to treat bullies is to refuse to respond and to refuse to engage them - which they really hate. In other words, do not reply to their postings, and on forums carry on posting without reference to their postings as if they didn't exist. In other words, treat nobodies as nobodies.
The objectives of bullies are Power, Control, Domination, Subjugation. They get a kick out of seeing you react. It doesn't matter how you react, the fact they've successful provoked a reaction is, to the bully, a sign that their attempt at control have been successful. After that, it's a question of wearing you down. The more your try to explain, negotiate, conciliate, etc the more gratification they obtain from your increasingly desperate attempts to communicate with them. Understand that it is not possible to communicate in a mature adult manner with a disordered individual who's emotionally retarded.
The anger of a serial bully is especially apparent when they come across someone who can see through them to the weak, inadequate, immature, dysfunctional aggressive individual behind the mask.
The first rule for dealing with this type of behavior is: don't respond, don't interact and don't engage. This is not as easy to do as it sounds. It's a natural response to want to defend yourself, and to put the person right. However, never argue with a serial bully; it's not a mature adult discussion, but like dealing with a child or immature teenager; whilst the serial bully may be an adult on the outside, on the inside they are like a child who's never grown up - and probably never will. Serial bullies and harassers often have disordered thinking patterns and do not share the same thoughts or values as you.
Second, keep all abusive emails. Create a new folder, perhaps called "Abuse", and move hate mail and flame mail into this folder. You don't have to read it. When the time comes to take action, this folder of hate mail and flame mail is your evidence. Bullies, especially cyberbullies, are obsessive people and if their account is closed down you may start receiving mail from another address. This can later be compared to the abusive emails you've already received to identify the perpetrator. You'll find the same words, phrases and strategies occurring. If you receive abusive emails or flame mails or hate mail, you can forward it to abuse@isp where "isp" is the service provider the abuser is using, eg "aol.com" or "yahoo.com". Although Internet service providers may not act on every complaint, the more complaints they receive about a particular individual (with examples of abusive email) the more likely they are to close down the person's account.
Third, become alert to provocation. It could be called "The Baiting Game". A provocative comment is made and those who respond spontaneously in irritation are then targeted for further "attention".
Fourth, become an observer. Although you may be the target of the cyberbully's anger, you can train yourself to act as an observer. This takes you out of the firing line and enables you to study the perpetrator and collect evidence. When people use bullying behaviors they project their own weaknesses, failings and shortcomings on to others. In other words, they are telling you about themselves by fabricating an accusation based on something they themselves have done wrong. Whenever you receive a flame mail or hate mail, train yourself to instinctively ask the question, "What is this person revealing about themselves this time?"
Fifth, decide if you want to take action, and if so, prepare carefully and strike hard. Sometimes refusing to respond and engage will result in the cyberbully losing interest and going off to find someone easier to torment. Sometimes though, especially if there has been interaction in the past, the cyberbully is so obsessed that s/he cannot and will not let go. You will have to make that person let go, but only through swift, hard, legal action, and only when the time is right. Don't deal with the abuser yourself (this encourages bullies and stalkers), use a third party such as a Lawyer.
Internet stalker profile:
lives in a 1-room apartment which hasn't been cleaned for months - if ever
has stacks of pornographic magazines in his bedroom area
has poor personal hygiene
has poor table manners
has poor social etiquette
hasn't changed the sheets on his bed for months, which are now best described as crusty
has a bathroom, the state of which doesn't bear thinking about
lives on pizza and beer/coke, the remnants of which litter his apartment
may have an unusual pet (eg ferret) which has free run of the apartment
is either significantly over- or under-weight
has a small moustache or other facial hair
has not held down any job for more than a couple of years, probably less
has no friends
has no life outside the Internet
The Internet stalker probably has other unpleasant characteristics that sexual harassers possess, and the usual sexual inadequacy including lack of intimacy, controlling behavior, no concept of the partner's needs, premature ejaculation, and an abnormal belief bordering on obsession in his smallness.
The Internet provides the perfect forum for cyberbullies, individuals whose aim is to gain gratification from the distress caused by provoking and tormenting others. The anonymity, ease of provocation, and almost infinite source of targets means the Internet is full of predators from pedophiles targeting children to serial bullies targeting ... anybody.
Many serial bullies are also serial attention-seekers. More than anything else they want attention. It doesn't matter what type of attention they get, positive or negative, as long as they can provoke someone into paying them attention. It's like a 2-year-old child throwing a tantrum to get attention from a parent. The best way to treat bullies is to refuse to respond and to refuse to engage them - which they really hate. In other words, do not reply to their postings, and on forums carry on posting without reference to their postings as if they didn't exist. In other words, treat nobodies as nobodies.
The objectives of bullies are Power, Control, Domination, Subjugation. They get a kick out of seeing you react. It doesn't matter how you react, the fact they've successful provoked a reaction is, to the bully, a sign that their attempt at control have been successful. After that, it's a question of wearing you down. The more your try to explain, negotiate, conciliate, etc the more gratification they obtain from your increasingly desperate attempts to communicate with them. Understand that it is not possible to communicate in a mature adult manner with a disordered individual who's emotionally retarded.
The anger of a serial bully is especially apparent when they come across someone who can see through them to the weak, inadequate, immature, dysfunctional aggressive individual behind the mask.
The first rule for dealing with this type of behavior is: don't respond, don't interact and don't engage. This is not as easy to do as it sounds. It's a natural response to want to defend yourself, and to put the person right. However, never argue with a serial bully; it's not a mature adult discussion, but like dealing with a child or immature teenager; whilst the serial bully may be an adult on the outside, on the inside they are like a child who's never grown up - and probably never will. Serial bullies and harassers often have disordered thinking patterns and do not share the same thoughts or values as you.
Second, keep all abusive emails. Create a new folder, perhaps called "Abuse", and move hate mail and flame mail into this folder. You don't have to read it. When the time comes to take action, this folder of hate mail and flame mail is your evidence. Bullies, especially cyberbullies, are obsessive people and if their account is closed down you may start receiving mail from another address. This can later be compared to the abusive emails you've already received to identify the perpetrator. You'll find the same words, phrases and strategies occurring. If you receive abusive emails or flame mails or hate mail, you can forward it to abuse@isp where "isp" is the service provider the abuser is using, eg "aol.com" or "yahoo.com". Although Internet service providers may not act on every complaint, the more complaints they receive about a particular individual (with examples of abusive email) the more likely they are to close down the person's account.
Third, become alert to provocation. It could be called "The Baiting Game". A provocative comment is made and those who respond spontaneously in irritation are then targeted for further "attention".
Fourth, become an observer. Although you may be the target of the cyberbully's anger, you can train yourself to act as an observer. This takes you out of the firing line and enables you to study the perpetrator and collect evidence. When people use bullying behaviors they project their own weaknesses, failings and shortcomings on to others. In other words, they are telling you about themselves by fabricating an accusation based on something they themselves have done wrong. Whenever you receive a flame mail or hate mail, train yourself to instinctively ask the question, "What is this person revealing about themselves this time?"
Fifth, decide if you want to take action, and if so, prepare carefully and strike hard. Sometimes refusing to respond and engage will result in the cyberbully losing interest and going off to find someone easier to torment. Sometimes though, especially if there has been interaction in the past, the cyberbully is so obsessed that s/he cannot and will not let go. You will have to make that person let go, but only through swift, hard, legal action, and only when the time is right. Don't deal with the abuser yourself (this encourages bullies and stalkers), use a third party such as a Lawyer.
Internet stalker profile:
lives in a 1-room apartment which hasn't been cleaned for months - if ever
has stacks of pornographic magazines in his bedroom area
has poor personal hygiene
has poor table manners
has poor social etiquette
hasn't changed the sheets on his bed for months, which are now best described as crusty
has a bathroom, the state of which doesn't bear thinking about
lives on pizza and beer/coke, the remnants of which litter his apartment
may have an unusual pet (eg ferret) which has free run of the apartment
is either significantly over- or under-weight
has a small moustache or other facial hair
has not held down any job for more than a couple of years, probably less
has no friends
has no life outside the Internet
The Internet stalker probably has other unpleasant characteristics that sexual harassers possess, and the usual sexual inadequacy including lack of intimacy, controlling behavior, no concept of the partner's needs, premature ejaculation, and an abnormal belief bordering on obsession in his smallness.
Friday, December 08, 2006
what do these creatures have in common?
they're all just babies in their wombs, right? beware - it gets graphic.
more importantly, i should have asked, "which is expendable?" or, "which could we do without?" better yet, "who, on the left, would shed a tear if the one in the middle became extinct?"
national pornographic is doing a special on animal babies "from conception to birth" in the next week - i just have to wonder what their stance on abortion is?
where are these people:
when this happens?:
when i read that it doesn't matter whether or not a political candidate is pro-life or pro-abortion - i makes me want to vomit.
more importantly, i should have asked, "which is expendable?" or, "which could we do without?" better yet, "who, on the left, would shed a tear if the one in the middle became extinct?"
national pornographic is doing a special on animal babies "from conception to birth" in the next week - i just have to wonder what their stance on abortion is?
where are these people:
when this happens?:
when i read that it doesn't matter whether or not a political candidate is pro-life or pro-abortion - i makes me want to vomit.
Monday, December 04, 2006
TODAY THE BRIS - TOMORROW THE WORLD!
first, i must apologize to madze for my tardiness in getting this post up - many extenuating circumcis...er...uh, circumstances...
our madze baby had his a coming out party ! he had the snip of a lifetime. i've asked madzionist to please present the winners of the baby shower party. here are his picks (he picked himself in a couple of categories!).
madzionist favorite table beer:
As Elbro said: Genessee Cream Ale
funniest delivery room story:
Gramma Z sent us a plant that had a "Feel Better" message and band-aids on the design. When we stopped laughing and told her about it she died of embarassment and had a new bouquet sent.
funniest labor room story:
Not a place where funny things happen.
the name game:
Baby Elbro
mama z's waistline:
whatever elbro said.
gift registry information:
Gift Registry
last but not least, a madze delivery story:
Not a delivery story, but the story of the week has been nonstop frenzy. Birth on Thursday, Shalom Zachor party Friday night, Bris on Thursday, family all in from out of town, Shabbos, etc...it's been overwhelming. No time to blog or to do anything but entertain and take care of the house and family.
a note from nanc:
i leave it to madze to disclose any personal information to those he wishes and those who inquire.
i'm off to shop for baby z-2!
p.s. it is perfectly clear that elbro has won this contest!
our madze baby had his a coming out party ! he had the snip of a lifetime. i've asked madzionist to please present the winners of the baby shower party. here are his picks (he picked himself in a couple of categories!).
madzionist favorite table beer:
As Elbro said: Genessee Cream Ale
funniest delivery room story:
Gramma Z sent us a plant that had a "Feel Better" message and band-aids on the design. When we stopped laughing and told her about it she died of embarassment and had a new bouquet sent.
funniest labor room story:
Not a place where funny things happen.
the name game:
Baby Elbro
mama z's waistline:
whatever elbro said.
gift registry information:
Gift Registry
last but not least, a madze delivery story:
Not a delivery story, but the story of the week has been nonstop frenzy. Birth on Thursday, Shalom Zachor party Friday night, Bris on Thursday, family all in from out of town, Shabbos, etc...it's been overwhelming. No time to blog or to do anything but entertain and take care of the house and family.
a note from nanc:
i leave it to madze to disclose any personal information to those he wishes and those who inquire.
i'm off to shop for baby z-2!
p.s. it is perfectly clear that elbro has won this contest!
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