I just find the title of her post offensive, having BEEN raped and all that went with it. But I guess that doesn't compare to her trauma.

And, if her family has thoroughly disowned her, how do the kiddies stay in touch with her?

Just askin'.

good gosh.
um..
hm.

shit,hm.

ok: look, i dunno. If she is fictional, she is a pretty interesting
creation.

ay!

artjames? gimme guidance on this odd issue? pleeze? ay!

Totally agreeing with you and Bright Eyes on this one. As someone who has been raped, I find her choice of words inflammatory and offensive. Since she is going to be like that - I'm going to go ahead and say this: I did some digging when all that drama happened on the other page and since you asked - she's 45 years old. There is a very telling twitter mention of her here: https://twitter.com/#!/bralts/status/8136607891. Apparently, her nuttiness extends to real life. She was in fact an editor on some curriculum manuals for Scholastic, but as for the rest of it - totally unsubstantiated. She's also said on a comment on my page that she was a live-in caretaker for disabled adults at one point. I wish her luck in explaining the concept of "gang rape" to her little nieces and nephews. Good lord.

gOOd rAnT heLLmET hAiR

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aLThO eYE wOOd saY cRazIE=jAnE is jUsT as pSyCho aNd wRoTe aNd dELetEd bLoGs vErY sImILaR twO DOAHSS

I've taken everything posted by Hope as fiction since her first series of posts a couple of years ago. At the end of them, she said all the posts were fictional - drafts for a book she was working on.

Phyllis: Of course it doesn't compare to her trauma; no one has suffered more than she, no has endured more, and no one has come through it all with more grace, charm and aplomb than she has.

I'm not sure how the kiddies stay in touch. Or why anyone would disown a prize family member like Diary in the first place. Although she WAS the most beautiful of the three lovely Diary sisters and her mother was uncomfortable with that. Ew. Why?
You'd think every guy and his brother heh heh would be trying to adopt her.

James: She is a pretty interesting creation! I wish I had created her (not physically, mind you) but I'm not that talented. Or twisted. Okay, I'm that twisted. But being twisted without talent doesn't cut it.

Hey James, my picture should be up on my other post this afternoon. #1 son (the bobo) sent it sideways, dtr. will rotate it for me after school.

Clintonesque recounting.

She's only 45? Wouldn't you have to be at least 80 to do all that she says she's done?

And as a rape survivor, yeah, that blog title needs revision. I'm sure it's not fun to have people arch an eyebrow and say "Oh REALLY?" is not fun, but it's as traumatic as a rape? Unh-uh.
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It's probably never a good idea to throw words like 'rape' around casually. I don't know her, never read her, since I am new here. My own bio says 'loser'. Do not attempt to verify the truth in that. Great writing! R

I read the tweet, too. Enlightening.

"Woman called V*** E*** P******** came up to us in walgreens, crying, warning of a terrorist attack in Britain"

From Darla's link which does not however mention the age of the virgin in question as 45. Name asterisked to protect the innocent. HA! Crying in Walgreens over a terrorist attack in Britain though??? Whew!!

Apparently I have some defective gene that causes me to be attracted to internet trainwrecks. And attracted to her I am! The hope fingers, the lock of hair, the bit of skin... the WRITING!

Gang raped on OS? Yeah helmet head, that's a bit strong and could raise questions, as you point out here, from the darling nieces and nephews. How humiliating for her, dear diary, to be virtual gangraped by a gang of mostly women! Of course, since it's rape, she still remains a virgin, nevertheless. Hopefully the little darlings will see this comment so they know that Auntie is still virtuous.

To me, she is a clown, a very entertaining one no doubt. Some at OS, like greenheron, say that we should give her wide berth; that raping her publicly day after day is akin to tripping a blind person with a cane. So... it makes me feel kina bad, but like I said, I blame it on a defective gene, so I should be felt sorry for too, and maybe, even be qualified to collect disability. Poor me!

"i suspect she is institutionalized currently, as the only way to keep her safe from her own delusions"
So why engage her? If everyone suspects that she is very ill, why this ongoing attack?

I did all that before I was 9.

Give her the benefit of the doubt. I have had alot of unique experiences, political, academic, intellectual and athletic, but I don't talk about them, precisely because I don't want ridicule.

Some people just haven't learned that bragging and/or excessive honesty can be dangerous.

Either that, or that storytelling can be dangerous.

The thing is, the truthfulness or falsity of a thing is irrelevant. Its how you present yourself. Some things, even if true, are best left unsaid, because they are unbelievable.

This is the #2 rule of propaganda.

The #1 Rule is that truth is the best propaganda.

Careful, Margaret, as I think I'm falling in love with her, too. She is a "her," right?

gracious, are you implying that wolfynutz = joisey shore/craze czar?
Are you off your meds... AGAIN?!?!

Her rape blog is saved by me, in case it disappears and the details of, are denied.

@Julie... I adore you, but suggest that if ms. v.e.p. is so sensitive, that she, maybe, quit posting ridiculous shit on the net. Wouldn't that seem reasonable?

Meds? Na, I've doubled up.
Maybe THAT is my problem, but the extra dope has at least helped me to stop with the international cyber espionage/hacking.

Good to have some true insanity back at OS. It was pretty fucking boring for quite a while around here... besides all the real writing about real things and all that.

Just read her post with this "I now have to file a restraining order against a blogger here who has been one of the worst offenders in this situation." Jeez. As someone who has had to get restraining orders before, reeeeeeally? really? No judge in their right mind would ever grant that. He/she would tell you to stop your nonsense.

Trig- she's (probably) sick. What you are suggesting requires logic and self awareness. Both of which are just not there during a flare up :(

Jane- no, not blameless, any more than someone stabbing someone while sick would be blameless. But, why are you egging her on? If you think she is that sick (and if she's real, I agree, she probably is), why are you attacking instead of ignoring? Wouldn't it be better to just ignore her posts, instead of responding to them? I mean, you don't get into a screaming match with a crazy person yelling shit at you on the street, why here? (and yeah, I'm all for slinging shit at healthies- you should know that!! ;)

this person appears to be:

an attention slut.

a rather predictable OS personality, perfect for blogging crazy nonsense.

a person one must keep one's real life distance from at all costs.

very happy what she has posted some incendiary whining claptrap which ordinarily wouldn't get so much as a chickenscratch but by adding the word "rape" is getting miles of attention. again.

_____________________

she's not a particularly interesting victim either. she's gone to whiner. and that's REALLY dull. and she's not stupid. she knows she's on her last leg.

::pulling out my crystal ball::

the good news is this is usually the beginning of the end. raving about lawyers and mortally wounded children who are sobbing in their cream of wheat, who shouldn't be reading flamewars and other grown up nonsense is a good indicator.

:::prediction:::

if she's left to wallow in her moldy whining, she's almost guaranteed to disappear.

oh...she'll read this and scream out to the heavens!!!!

NEVER!! I shall never be driven away!!!!.

but once it's clear that no one really cares one way or the other, she will slowly, gradually disappear.

then she'll come back as someone else. then come back as herself. then becoming smaller and smaller, she'll disappear for good.

::crystal ball OUT!::

This should be EP and cover, like on the cover for four or five days. If Frank Michels wrote it, it would be... or Darla!

Julie, yeah I get ya, and agree.. that is my MIND, what is left of it, agrees. Wasn't aware of today's until Margaret pointed it out here. I ALWAYS read Margaret.
Two days ago I was accused by Kate O'the hair of cyber espionage. Yeah me. Today, it appears I am part of a vicious gang of rapists. Little bit hard to ignore, but I'M TRYING!

It is hardly surprising that, on an internet site where you aren't required to use a real name or a real photo, or provide any verifiable details about your life, there are going to be people who are emotionally disturbed, creating grand fantasies and stirring up drama wherever they go.

But the thing is, none of us are ever going to be able to get through to this kind of person, not with one comment or one-hundred, not with one post or one-hundred. We are never going to cause this kind of person to say, "You know, you're right. I have problems and I'm going to go away and work on that now. Thanks." We are never going to best this person, because the nature of that particular dysfunction is that there is a justification for everything, and this person is always a victim. That this type of personality thrives on any kind of attention is pretty obvious.

Lord knows, it's hard to ignore such a train wreck. I've done my share of rubbernecking. But there is no winning here. Not when your "opponent" plays by an undisclosed, arbitrary and ever-changing set of rules.

Poor Auntie. I do feel sorry for the girl/woman. But using the term "gang raped" is offensive to anyone who has been raped. I guess she stays at OS for the negative attention she receives (pathological, but I think this is true).

I felt bad about calling those innocent kids brats so I took that out. And added something else.

Oh look.. she has changed her title, so maybe she IS a reasonable rational... virgin writer, reporter, detective, and friend of the pope.

http://open.salon.com/blog/diary_of_a_hopeful_starving_student/2012/02/21/gang_rape_on_open_salon

oh u , stepping into the fire like a good, uh, firewalker.
yeah, where, that picture?

this bizness is beyond me. i dunno why people wanna
make up stories. life is weird enough for me.

angels watch over us, they say.
art james is one of that heavenly host and i am waiting
for his words to get a good grasp on this situation.

i suppose i shouldnt be so AlphaMale -seeking,
but i am
but
an evolved ape.

gotta play the cards ya given.
monkey man! the stones! rolling stones.................
hard to believe michaelangelo was a monkey,
but hey that is science.

I do love OS. Everyone is so themselves. Good, bad, freaking weird....yeah. :D Thanks for hearing me out Jane and Trig.

More???
*sigh*
Can we just try ignoring this person?
That would seem to be the biggest trauma of all for her -- no attention at all.
If ignoring is impossible, can we at least skip the veering off into the pleasures of anal sex descriptions this time?
I just end up missing ablonde.
(ha!...end up...)

I for one will continue on as I did on the other page....
"So Margaret, about this tea hatred of yours...."

oh margaret, you are so mean! don't make those sweet babies ask about bukkake, you should post a link for the little darlings!

okay, okay, maybe i overstated...so perhaps instead of a link to bukkake which is a little "out there", lets give them a rousing santorum, and get them into the political spirit of the day! there's plenty in that definition to keep them busy through a rainy saturday afternoon (and maybe into sunday)!

http://spreadingsantorum.com/

I reread auntie squirrel again and picked up this ditty:

"And Kelly Clarkson's song "What doesn't kill you" is my theme song now. I'll be humming it all day long and maybe even singing it too as I continue to write here on Open Salon."

her theme song, her reason for being, is being the smack dab middle of the center of the apex of a whirling dervish aka an OS flamewar.

she'll keep stoking the flames with her passive aggression. it's all win win when any attention is good attention.

Darla: She's 45? I think that's awesome that she can pull off being a college coed at 45! Now I like her more.

Jane: You ARE clever and funny. I take my inspiration from you; you wrote a post about her (more than one, didn't you?) and gave me the impetus to do it too.

Jonnie: "Eye wood"? Wouldn't it have been easier to type "I"? I think you're just as crazy and psycho as anyone - maybe more, because of the way you type. I'll bet you're diary.

Helmet only has one 'l'. But I don't have helmet hair or helmet hair. Or heLLmET hAiR for that matter.

Mark: That was then, this is now, crazy is as crazy does. She is crazy as a loon, whether those posts are fiction or not.

DandyLion: It kind of wrote itself.

Shiral: Yes it needs revision; the title is not in the best taste and the best wisdom was not used in selecting it.

Afan: You haven't missed much.

Jane, Phyllis: Tweet tweet. Or maybe cooookooooo.

trig: How do you know that's even her in the picture??!!! Of course it's not. Just like it's not really you in your picture. I have it on good authority that you really look like Elmer Fudd's less handsome fraternal twin.

And it's just sick the way you compare raping her daily on OS to tripping a blind person with a cane. I trip blind people with canes for sport. It's also a blast to tease their seeing eye dogs by letting them lick a raw steak, then throwing it into heavy traffic. Every now and then it works!

And it's not helmet HEAD. It's helmet HAIR.

Julie: Ill or not, if she's here she's fair game. I don't care if she's got AIDS, leprosy, one leg, a speech defect and was tied up in a closet her entire childhood and only fed maggoty pork chops. Weakness makes me salivate.

John: Don't be so modest; didn't you also summit Everest, have an audience with the Dalai Lama, bed Princess Di (before Charles), solo at Carnegie Hall and find a chunk of the iceberg the Titanic struck? All before you were 9? Yeah, I know all about you.

Rw: Well goody goody for you and diary. I can't give anyone the benefit of the doubt because I've never had a unique experience. I wouldn't know one if it bit me on the nose. Or anywhere else. I sit and stare at the wall day after day and wish I could have even one unique experience but I guess it's just not meant to be. Please write about one of yours so I can ridicule you.

"I am having the best day today after a week of non-stop nonsense from a band of thugs on Open Salon is over. Their reign of terror has officially ended."

IT'S OVER?!?!???

From her latest, where she affirms the meeting of the nazi pope, although he wasn't yet pope, but I think it still counts. Wish she'd tell the story of the crying at Walgreens.

Now, on anal sex... who amongst you gals, besides Darla, have ever had an orgasm from.. it.. and WITHOUT other simultaneous stimulation?

Margaret, you're a success!! She has read and responded. Ha!

Tr ig, get your mind out of your anal regions.

Janie, lurk. Laugh. Love. It passes the time.

I hope I get #100 again...

I'm playing catchup detective and I just took a good look at that avatar. makes me wonder what's on the other knuckle.

remember robert mitchum in "night of the hunter"?
...he had LOVE tattooed on one and HATE on the other. he preached, they kinda go together.

and the opposite of hope? despair, impossibility.

this person is a hot fucking sad mess.

"Weakness makes me salivate." ok, that made me choke :D

*waves hand in the air* @ Trig's question...I didn't even like the person, but hey, anal stimulation is anal stimulation

"there are going to be people who are emotionally disturbed, creating grand fantasies and stirring up drama wherever they go."

Hey!! I very rarely stir up drama wherever I go!! PFFFT!! ~:D

~wanders off~

Of course Michal angelo was a monkey. You know yer Darwin. So was meister Eckhart …
And miss Emily Dickinson too!
Also me and you and anyone else pretending homo sapiens credentials,
Like hyblean, who brings up a taboo subject, the bottom stuff.
Anyone who knows their own body in , let us say, a hot shower,
Knows what THAT damn hole is capable of. Shush.
Is it fit for a sexual experience? Ha. Uh, the party line is no f-ing way.
I am chaste as a vestal virgin’s older brother, so I dunno why I a m delving into this sex stuff.


What is the big damn deal, re. sex?

Nobody ever told me in health class.

It’s something to be enjoyed, but never definitive of one’s eternal presence,
Or eternal presence’s stupid little bro, the Personaity, the Ego.
All strange stuf f indeed. What the f. was I talkiin about?

Janie, you were 52. At this rate it will be midnight before 100 rolls around. I don't plan to be awake then.

"And Kelly Clarkson's song "What doesn't kill you" is my theme song now. I'll be humming it all day long and maybe even singing it too as I continue to write here on Open Salon."

At least me and dairy have ONE thing in common-- a mutual love for Kelly Clarkson!

Although my only interest in Kelly... is her BUTT

Matt: I think she's really tr ig. But I always thought you two would make a good-looking couple.

Jane, trig, Julie: It IS a good thing to attack each other, frequently and vigorously. What's wrong with attacking mentally ill people? If you refuse, you're discriminating against the mentally ill, and you know what that makes you? Even SICKER than the nut cases.

And Julie, are you saying that stabbing someone while sick is wrong but if they're not sick, it's okay? Because I think stabbing someone is okay whether they're sick or not. The sick are just easier targets.

FM: You don't really want her to go away? I don't. I LOVE her! My whole goal in life now revolves around getting to leave a comment on her posts before she closes them.

Just out of curiosity - where did you pull your crystal ball from? In my house the answer would be "from up your butt."

trig: You BETTER always read me, fur face!

Well, I felt taken in by the walking in the snow without boots story. But you know what? Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me. I'm old enough to have known better. Live and learn.

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and re-rated

to keep this in "the feed" so as many as possible will see that diary is pathetic (as I am for being interested) ... yes a lot of pathetic going around.

Gracious Jane, step away from the computer.

"The sick are just easier targets." I know you are kidding, but ain't that the truth of it?

My My what a Bitch. Chance favours the Prepared Mind.
Assumption is the Mother of all Fuck_Ups.

Did someone mention anal sex?
Oh dear, wrong blog. So sorry.

"Press delete FRed(tm) then g,g,yahoo bored arsehole please Boy."

I like Kelly Clarkson too!!! Not as much as I like Air Supply. You want some sappy love songs, you go with the 80s. It was like, IIIIIIIII LLLLLOOOOBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBS UUUUUUU!!!!!

~nodding~

What the hell are we talking about?

Anal sex?

Only on the weekends!

And usually I have to hit someone in the head with a brick before it happens!!

I'd write about it, but, well...

True story: I once had a friend who got accused of forcing a woman to have phone sex.

Seriously.

"He raped me!" she told a chatroom full of people.

"Where?" we all said.

"ON THE PHONE!!"

Uh, why didn't you hang up?

I COULDN'T!!!

Weep!!!

"... I'm bored with you all now, the manage posts function is fun and I knew you would take the bait on my original title ..."
( Gang Rape on Open Salon )
What shred of sympathy I had for this little sociopath just fell away & I trod on it.

Margaret: You never fail to amaze me ... and that is a good thing! I know someone who overuses the terms "rape and pillage" for any little slight that she feels comes her way. Seems we live in world of hyperbole these days, huh? You're kind to think of those dear little nieces and nephews and protect them from your alleged "gang rape." I could day more on trivializing/hyperbolizing rape put I'll keep my sweet little trap shut for now.

Hey, just sashay on by in those new diesel jeans and that diesel attitude and heads will turn too. I'm sure of it. Too bad we won't cross paths at the Hall. We coulda had some bad fun. Some day, some day ....

See, I don't know if it's "day" or night. S/B: say more, I could say more ...

Crap I cannot salsa dance.
Damn Ms M. I feel so uneducated.
HUGGGGGGGGGG

I smell a rate.

Pass the popcorn. This is hella fun to watch.

I don't know why people are so hung up about 'truth' in a blog.

Lies are aspirational.

Thus, they are more revealing than the truth.

Whatever the claim, just consider it a wish, hope, dream, &c.

If it is true, then it could just be chance, randomness. A lie? Not so much.

And, if you know someone's aspirations - you have just gotten a good glimpse of their character.

Salsa dancing?

how disappointing. i thought this post was about bill clinton. there is a documentary on pbs about the clinton scandal right now and i wanted to share about it. i am not aware of what has gone down in the above blog, but skimming it above and some of the comments seems to be creepy os cronyism. i tend to the hyperbolic and calling out faux-feminist political correctness is creepy. again, i know i don't know any of the story.

when I joined os something creepy was going on surrounding linda s. that i had not been around for or privy to but this feels like more of the same. schadenfreude of the tribe licking its chops and collectively punishing someone just because it can. ick. assert to someone one on one and explore. the tribal gang stuff bullshit is ugly and stinky groupthinky. like "mean girls". IMHO.

I am glad you mentioned salsa dancing or dancing period. Since we are talking facts here, I would have you know that I am--hands down, not contest--the best dancer on OS, and that, as they say, is that. R

Typo: no contest.

Watching from afar and afar is where I shall stay! ~r

@ libyliberalnyc :
We had an attorney in the East encouraging the attentions of an unbalanced person from the Midwest, to the point where the unbalanced one started spouting all sorts of divorce/nuptial stuff that the attorney couldn't delete fast enough.
After that came nutso stuff from both of them.
The attorney went away, reconsidered, & came back with a ha-ha, aren't unbalanced people funny piece.
More hell broke loose. You had to be there.
The attorney went away again, leaving the unbalanced one no option but to mutter rubbish into a closed comment void, & here, in a nutshell, you have it.

1. Sure you can go to the source with your question. It's called a PM.
2. So if you think she's full of it, why are you devoting a post to her?

I haven't seen this post of hers. Doesn't sound interesting, certainly not if it closed that fast.

If she's screwing around or delusional, she won't be the first on OS to be either. Or the last.

Or I suppose it could be what we used to refer to as "poetic license."

This all seems rather... sordid.

Darla: I don't believe the thing about the restraining order. Just as I don't believe you've had an orgasm via anal sex.

Julie: I don't think DOAHSS is really ill, sick or cerebrally compromised in any way. I think our Ms. D is one sharp little chicken and is enjoying this. A lot.

Jeanette: I'm not seeing train wreck. I'm seeing a high-speed bullet train that knows exactly where it's going.

Erika: The title was repulsive, I agree. Deliberate too, I'm sure.

Gracious: Are YOU the crazy blogger she had to file a restraining order against? Well you better file one against her too. And I'm going to file one against you both, just to be safe. Neither one of you is allowed within 500 feet of my blog! Stay off the grass and leave my flamingos alone!

James: Pic is now there, but where oh where is Art James? Maybe he doesn't want to sully his boots here. I'm no fire walker - I'm a muckraker! I wish I'd worn shoes; it's squishy between my toes and I don't like the way that feels. Michaelangelo an ape? Now I'm always going to think of him as Monkeyangelo.

And, Monkey Man, one of my favorite Stones songs ever! First heard it in my girlfriends' little apartment in Akron. They went to school there & I visited one weekend. Put it on the stereo and one of them danced around and around during the instrumental part, swirling this long scarf all around her while her boyfriend played air guitar. It was a magic moment.

Julie: Oh Julie why are you thanking those two rabble rousers? They can't hear you the way they're babbling back and forth like monkeys.

Jane: What is "bukakke"? Well I am glad you were brave enough to ask Jane. Because as all my teachers repeatedly said, "There is no such thing as a stupid question. Unless Margaret is asking the question."

trig probably doesn't know the answer either and was too embarrassed to ask so I'm sure he and others are grateful to you for speaking up.
Also, the children may have gotten a confusing explanation from mom and dad, depending on how old they are. If they're very young per diary's post, they may have been told the following:

"Bukakke is a dish in Japan with fine white noodles with a splash of topping in liquid. It comes from the verb bukakkeru which means to splash some liquid (usually water)."

If they're a little older they may have been told this:

"Bukkake is when a Mommy and a Daddy and a Daddy and a Daddy and a Daddy and a Daddy and a Daddy all decide that Mommy needs some special facial moisturizer."

If they're much older (or just precocious) and their parents are the enlightened kind, and also wanted to give them a bit of Japanese history, they may have been told this which is REALLY what it is for all practical purposes:


"Noun: (lang. Japanese) A fetish ritual whereby a large group of men, usually at least 8, ejaculate on a woman's face. Bukkake is a Japanese word pronounced 'boo-car-key'. It had its origins in Japan some 500 years ago where it was a traditional punishment administered by male members of a village against unfaithful women.

The practice lost popularity when it was discovered that most women did not consider Bukkake a punishment.

Today, the practice has wide acceptance in Germany, the US and also in Australia where Bukkake Parties are common place."

Interesting, no? I wonder if the Bukakke parties are similar to the Silpada and Mary Kay and counterfeit purse parties I've been to. What's the proper etiquette? Do you bring an hors d'ouevre? Are you pressured to buy something or can you just relax and enjoy yourself.

Now I have a question: Is it spelled "bukakke" or "bukkake"? I see it spelled both ways and I'd really like to get it right. Also am I thinking about this too much or do you notice there are a lot of k's in that word. It almost looks like a Dutch word. Or Afrikaans. I know, now you're thinking I'm the crazy one but no, to prove my point here is the Lords Prayer, in Afrikaans.

"Onse Vader wat in die hemele is, laat U naam geheilig word. Laat U koninkryk kom, laat U wil geskied, soos in die hemel net so ook op die aarde. Gee ons vandag ons daaglikse brood, en vergeef ook al ons sonde, soos ons ook ons skuldenaars vergewe. En lei ons nie in versoeking nie, maar verlos ons van die bose. Want aan U behoort die Koninkryk en die krag en die heerlikheid, tot in ewigheid. Amen."

Here it is again, WITH AN EXTREMELY SUBTLE DIFFERENCE.

"Onse Vader wat in die hemele is, laat U naam geheilig word. Laat U koninkryk kom, laat U wil geskied, soos in die hemel net so ook op die aarde. Gee ons vandag ons daaglikse brood, en bukakke, en vergeef ook al ons sonde, soos ons ook ons skuldenaars vergewe. En lei ons nie in versoeking nie, maar verlos ons van die bose. Want aan U behoort die Koninkryk en die krag en die heerlikheid, tot in ewigheid. Amen."

Bet you didn't even notice the difference. And that is why I think Bukakke is really not Japanese.

I always thought bukkake was German. They're big on noodles and liquid over there, or so I've heard. That and dictating the terms under which Greece must repay its debt.

#84. Taking longer than I thought. Insomnia s7'?s.

Diary displays a mind that is insensitive to the victims of rape. Whether such insensitivity is conscious or feigned, or simply a non-thinking insensitivity is of little import because they all lead us to the same conclusion: Diary's posts and comments are not worth looking at if you are here for some intellectual improvement.

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Enlightening post. I confess I've been among those who have questioned that writer's credibility too, though I never said as much. But I was among those who were, oh, shocked and quite offended to see her use that very strong term of rape. For those who have suffered actual rape, to see that used in such a setting belied so much.

Now... she posts "Foregiveness" spelled like Foreskin.
Subliminal message??????????????????????????

Forgiveness? What about all the people that "lawyered-up?"

HA! And now she changed to the proper spelling.
Much can learned from TR IG dairy! Come to papa.
Lesson #2 (after spelling) is discipline!
There may be hope for you yet.

I've never read her post but if they are half as entertaining as you describing them they would make me laugh, which I'm sure based on the title isn't supposed to happen. To the ladies who have been raped, but are able to speak about it, I say hallelujah I imagine that it was very hard to get there.

@ Diary,
Since you're unable to deal with comments on your own blog you are going to have to read them in other, far more public places ...

"... ask yourselves why you didn't trust him enough to make a choice on his own about who to be involved with."

Speaking strictly for myself I wouldn't trust a person who selectively deletes comments & manipulates the thread on their own blog to their advantage any further than I could kick them. Remember, we are talking about a defence attorney here, trying to distance himself & his family from his own behaviour.

"Then I want you to please consider why you didn't respect him enough to choose wisely for himself."

He perpetuated an online relationship with a clearly unhinged person, removed all evidence as soon as she blew up in his face, then came back to mock her.
What's to respect ?

@ In Response to "Kerry" before it's deleted
( sorry Margaret ... )
Diary, if you close comments on your own blog they will emerge elsewhere.
a. Kerry Lauerman isn't going to respond to you or anyone else on OS.
b. Nor will Emily.
c. Your situation is a standing example of what happens when you abuse the privacy of others ~ somewhere you must know that what you did to neilpaul was a manifestation of your illness, just as he must know how irresponsible he was in the whole mess.
If you think the rest of OS is going to just click away from this level of screwed-up, think again.
You will be called out, & you will have to account for yourself ( unless, like neilpaul, you just disappear ), & you won't do either by closing comments, putting your hands over your ears & hoping that we'll forget what a truly nasty piece of work you are.

I am dismayed and troubled by the downward spiral this post and the ensuing comments have taken. And when Drew-Silla takes time from trying out various foodstuffs in her vagina to stop by and note the whole thing seems "sordid" - well that really gives me pause. I am now embarrassed to reply to comments on my own blog.

If I were *someone else* I'd close comments. But then there'd be no chance for more sordidness. So I can only hope that the comments keep a comin', the more sordid the better. And I'm still waiting for someone to tell me if I'm spelling "bukakke" correctly.

I'll have to go check her posts out. I think the only way I could get my nieces and nephews to read my blogs posts would be to offer cash ... Hey, if you can't stand the heat, stay out of the kitchen. If she did 1/2 of what you mentioned she says she did, she'd have a really thick skin by now, certainly thick enough to withstand some OS slings and arrows.

Margaret,

Hello. I wanted you to know that I have sordidly appreciated our sordid friendship on this sordid site known as OS (could that stand for Openly Sordid?) Your sordid blog posts have enlivened my sordid existence to a point where it is sordidly sordid and exciting. I have been reading about forgiveness, anger, and creepiness with a sordid smile upon my sordid face. And I sordidly hope that this sordid comment was entirely sordid enough for you on this sordid day.

Take care.

98

99

100!!! Woo-hoo!

Oh my God, I can't stay away from my own self-generated filth. I feel like a fly, a deliriously happy fly that just landed on a rotting corpse. I think I'll try something new and respond from the bottom up since every time I come here I feel nauseous and dizzy. Scrolling through all that sleaze from the top down and all. "Top" not referring to quality of course.

Phyllis!!!! Sordid you learn anything enlightening about anger, forgiveness etc.? If you did, don't bother sharing with me. I have no interest in enlightenment and I really enjoy wallowing in the baser emotions. But good for you for making an effort!

Cindy: You would think so, wouldn't you. She should have a hide like 100 year old bull elephant. But that's why I wrote this, to help her "toughen up." And my kids don't read my blog either. Not even for cash.

Kim: Can you really speak for Kerry? I think that's presumptuous because she IS his "best poet and he knows it." So why wouldn't he respond? I am sure he is very responsive when he's with his best poet and she in turn responds back in a sensuous yet virginal way.

As for this, "If you think the rest of OS is going to just click away from this level of screwed-up, think again." You got that right. Click away? The level of "screwed up" is what brought me here, and I know I'm not alone.

Kim: neilpaul obviously is attracted to diary because she reminds him of his mom. It's the whole Oedipal thing and it drove him straight into her $200 Talbots made, Mennonite-shawl clad arms. He's only mocking her for show. np really needs a woman to control his every move, thought and breath and she most likely writes his posts for him.

And, neil's a defence attorney? He defends fences? How bad can they be?

Desnee: Her posts are tremendously entertaining but the title of the one I wrote this in response to was inappropriate and inflammatory. As I'm sure was its intent.

trig: You're making me sick. And I was already sick.

Larry: Lawyered up? Who lawyered up? Is there some lawsuit I don't know about but definitely want to be a part of? Because I want my lump sum. I WANT MY LUMP SUM AND I WANT IT NOW!!!!!

trig: Why are you always thinking about anal sex.

Mary: She is reckless, crazy and must want to be gang raped.

Gracious: We all know it's you and we also know you've starred in some sordid bukakke flicks so don't pretend you don't know what it means Jane.

Algis: Finally! Thank you for adding a little oasis of sanity to this appalling thread.

Anasakta: But man and woman cannot not live on intellectual improvement alone. Who wants that all the time? B-O-R-I-N-G!!! There is nothing wrong with enjoying both filet mignon and Valu Time bologna. I LOVE diary's posts and hope she never never never never stops writing.

Phyllis: Why are you counting comments at 3:19 a.m.?

nana: Speaking of international cuisine, I decided to take a look through my grammy's old cookbooks and guess what, I found some faded, handwritten recipes for : Bukakke kugel, bukakke latkes bukakke rumaki. Even bukakke saki! I'll bet every culture has their own recipes which means bukakke isn't a Japanese thing, it's beloved by all nationalities.

Maybe Greece could earn some extra money to help repay its debt by introducing a line of frozen national dishes including bukakke souvlaki.

You and Phyliss are cracking me up so bad here. "Oh my God, I can't stay away from my own self-generated filth. "
I copy and paste every post of hers to a word processer so my sister can see it before it gets deleted. Sordid sisters! My sister has very little interest in blogs etc but now is hooked on this story. It's damn good as stories with insanity go.

I never liked the attorney, in question, yet she insists that we all care so deeply and such.

I so totally don't want to kick anyone when they are down, and my sense is -- that many here don't, but damn this shit is fascinating, and you are so funny.

Insomnia.

I truly believe she's bipolar I and manic as all hell :( we've seen it before here, and she fits the pattern. Sociopath, possibly, but probably not, it's more likely she's a straight bipolar off her meds.
there but for the grace of a different internal chemical structure go I :/
I have been having anxiety attacks over this chick. No shit. Sigh. She is not my patient and not my problem. I'm out of this mess as of now.

I mean 'honestly' Colonials.
Who gives a shit about your inbuilt OS sick person/people after one of the Wrecking Crew mentions 'foreskin'?
Yes you Tr ig.
Throw the correct piece away putz and get back on topic.
Being vindictive pricks. You know it's sound marketing.

Continue now please--------->

This is appalling. Why is anyone still commenting here? You ought to be ashamed of yourselves.

Fernsy: It's all in good clean fun! And don't worry, no one's being kicked or otherwise mistreated, I make sure of that. Not just any riffraff can comment here. I employ very strict rules on my blog and adhere to the highest standards. For instance, every single time someone visits, they must remove their shoes before entering, wash their hands thoroughly 17x's with antibacterial Vagisil and then strip and submit to a lengthy body cavity search done by Ludwiga, my 6'6" former East German Olympic gold medalist speed skating security guard. Was she gentle? She can get carried away sometimes; she loves this job.

(She mustn't be too bad because Phyllis and Trig have been here quite a bit.)

Julie: You are wrong. She IS your patient and your problem; she is the whole village's problem patient. Because as the saying goes it takes an impatient village to cure a problem. This villager is going to cure the patient Julie, even if I have to burn her at the stake to drive out the demons. Now are yer for or again me and just so you know, if it's the latter, that means you're a witch and me and the other villagers will hunt you down in the middle of the night with our torches and burn you at the stake too.

CreekEnd: Trig was talking about GOLF! He's looking forward to watching an exciting new golf game on ESPN, the Foreskins Game. Gosh.

...but,but, when I hacked TR ig's eyeFone - as well as watching/streaming the GOLF he was 'spanking the ape' with his other hand. Those nails were filthy too.

He should be thrown out of Kansas.

JT: What's your problem with anal sex? You hate anal sex, I hate tea. Let's just call it even and continue with the character bashing.

FM: I'm not mean although it is my favorite color. Thanks for the link! You must have heard of the frothy new drink at Starbucks, based on that description - it's called a FecaFrappeLubeAlatte aka the Santorum. I've never had it but it's pretty popular here although most can barely swallow before their gag reflex kicks in.

As for Kelly Clarkson - does that song title apply to listening to her the whole way through?

Trig: Darla is lying about the anal sex thing. It's up to you to prove her wrong.

FM: No tattoos on the other fist; she wears brass knuckles.

Tink: Everything you do is stirring, wherever you do it.

I was accused by someone on here who used the name Robin Sneed of having had sex with every old man on OS. The problem was that I thought they were young.
rated with love

RP: Are you sure they were men? I also know Robin Sneed and she told me all the men on OS are really women blogging under male avatars.

@Margaret: I am not! I'm a he. I have a handy handle and everything.

Creekend: No you're not on the wrong blog. Mentions of anal sex are always welcome here and tr ig did say he was interested in doing it with Kelly Clarkson.

Tink: It's only rape if it was done with a landline. If it was done with a cell phone, it's only rape if there was texting involved. I think your friend and that woman are just sluts.

Scarlett: "Raped and pillaged" is the new "hot and bothered." For example, the fact that I could I not meet you in Cleveland makes me feel all raped and pillaged. Now is there any chance of you going to Niagara Falls this summer. I would love to sashay around there in my diesel pink capris.

Linda: I can only eat salsa but not while I'm dancing.

Tom: You can smell a rate? Over the stench here? Dang you have a good sense of smell!

froggy: That's not fair - no voyeurs allowed here. Now put down that popcorn and jump in; the mud is fine.

Gracious: "Manage posts function" - I have no idea what that is. My posts are unmanageable as is my life but I blame it on my upbringing.

Nick: I don't why people are so hung up about "truth" period! Although I once had to be rushed to the ER to have a bunch of lies aspirated from airway because I overindulged while drinking heavily.

nana: "Salsa dancing?" Are you asking me or telling me.

libby: Feel free to share anything at all that you want here, about Bill Clinton, faux-feminist political correctness or going down. I am a respected & highly trained expert in both political science and women's studies and I'm also a registered sex therapist offender in several states (I actually studied under the heavy but skilled hands of Dr. Schadenfreude) so I can intelligently moderate just about anything! I think what you mistake as "creepiness" is just the jolly camaraderie that results when like-minded people have licked each other's chops for a long time. In the case of Linda S. someone tr ig just got mad that she had a bigger pork chop than he did and wanted to hog it all to himself tr ig not that I would ever name tr ig names but it wasn't creepy unless your religion forbids eating pork. Now we've talked anal sex to death so what was it that you wanted to share about going down?

Thoth: Of course we are talking facts and just the facts; I employ a team of fact checkers that tirelessly researches any and every bit of flotsam that washes up here and they've already seen you dance. Several times. In fact, they videotaped you and you win, for being the best nude hand-standing salsa dancer. No contest.

asia: Not allowed to watch from afar!!! tr ig, sneak up behind her and give her a push. Go on, call diary a lying liar. I'll do it for you. asia rein says you're a lying liar, Diary. Ha ha ha ha ha see how much fun that was!

Creekend: If he was spanking the ape with his other hand it must have been a very bad monkey and needed punished. But, thrown OUT of Kansas? I thought he was thrown INTO Kansas when every other state refused to let him in! And why are you watching him spank his ape?

MTN: Are you sure you're really not a docile fluffy little she-dog, the cute & submissive lap dog type that gets its nails painted to match the bows in its fur? That's what Robin Sneed told me.

I've read this post and comment thread again, and I'm upgrading it from sordid to squalid. Or is that a downgrade?

I'm with James on this - I'd like to hear what artjames has to say. It's sure to give one pause. Or paws.

Drew-Syllabus: The answer is: neither one. There is no grade. So it's neither squalid nor sordid. This post is purely informational, for the edification of the teeming masses (some of whom MAY be considered both squalid AND sordid) who've come here and soiled this sacred space. Maybe the content makes you squeamish, like all the typos of mine are making me. If that's the case put something calcium-based in your vagina and you should feel better shortly.

Sandra: Where IS Art James? The crown jewel of OS has been conspicuously absent and I'm getting nervous as this post is already long past its expiration date (although it was that before I ever hit 'publish'.)

Even though the star power here is blinding, it's short by one very bright twinkle. The brightest twinkle.

Where ART thou, artjames?

I know, I'll woo him here with poetry. Sung to the tune of Twinkle Twinkle.

Twinkle twinkle, dearest Art
Poetic wisdom you do impart
As you blog on that there farm
While cutting cheese and doing no harm
Please come by and comment here
So I'm not forced to shed a tear.

I'm assuming he's just milking something big and complicated. My little verse will either reel him in or drive him far, far away.

cAN u pLEaSe pUt uP a nON=hELLmeT haRe aViTaR pHoTo gIRLfReInD

I agree with JohNNy iS NuTZy . . .
James M. Emmerling. Any kOOkY.
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Oh, and now we go go to bluecow.com /
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I hear Kerry will be married Live @ Salon \
You Tube . . .
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Please . . .
No camera!
Send to jail!
`
demented editor
exposing his genitals
to his new lover
`
huh?
cranky?
He nasty?
`
He seems so ...
Why Kerry nasty?
He no get smoochy?
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Oh,
mea culpa
listen to opera
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Human's cello d'
concerto, heehaw`
in from seashore`
soft Acapulco`
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sing Alpaca in`''d'
major & so we no
hear Kerry yodel
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huh . . .
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He's a nasty brute
a big bird critter
a wild penguin
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a mallard duck
a kooky lune or
a wacky NY City
boar . . . ay a pot
belly . . . ay a pig
`
huh . . .
Kerry L. is who?
Let's discern who?
Who is this nasty?
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It worked, it worked, Art James is here!

And pardon me, but potassium would be better than calcium, I think. Better yet would be a tincture of mercury. And I agree; if only human nature didn't insist on using these so-called "grades" for everything we would all be *winners* of the sort the coach calls his peewee league softball team after they got their asses unmercifully kicked by the Joe's Body Shop Red Devils. Not that you got your ass unmercifully kicked - you've done a good job of edificating the masses and of making people laugh while doing it. That doesn't make it any less squalid though. Don't shy away from the squalidness, Margaret; embrace it. The Dark Side is strong within you...

Jonnie: For someone who has visible small animals nesting in her tangled matted mess you have a lot of nerve calling me "hellmet hare." If anyone could accommodate a rabbit up top it would be you. But as a matter of fact I will be updating my avatar tomorrow since I just had my hair touched up. The working title is "Roots in Winter."

Art: Oh Art you came through, magnificently!!!! Talk about saving the best for last. I'm just so sorry you had to be directly below Jonnie Loonie Bin Laden with Nutz.

Is Kerry getting married? While he's in prison? To one of his male guards? That he exposed himself to? While listening to opera? I hope it's blogcast live! What would be a good present for someone in prison and where is he registered? I love weddings! My grandma used to yodel. Kerry should yodel his vows.
Or...is Kerry really neilpaul and he's going to marry Diary. Then go to prison, yodeling all the way. In that case, NO PRESENT. This is so confusing but I can die happy now because my all my blog dreams have come true. Except that it happened on this most squalid and sordid of posts. Woe is mea.

Drew: Just use plain yogurt, to restore the natural PH level. And don't waste your money on the expensive Greek kind either. The store brand is fine and you can also add some diced banana. For the potassium.

I don't shy away from anything, least of all darkness. In fact I don't have to embrace it because I squat over darkness, that's how squalid I am. Squalid is how I live my life Drew, I eat, breath and live it. Sordid too. It's all the same to me, here on the Dark Side.

Sigh. I've missed so much, and I'm not even sure where I was. I liked it better when someone - trig, I think - was calling her Dairy. More appropriate or something. Hopeless Dairy? Daring to be Hopeless? Do we think her 'handle' is -wait - an acronym? Oh gawd. This could take a while. I'll see if drew can see if trey will work on that - he's one smart dude, that guy. I'm heading out now to see what other squalid stuff I've missed around the playground.

~waving at Margaret ~

There's no end of squalidness in this playground.

This, for instance, from 6:40PM EST today:

"V, I think you are very intriguing and I like everything about you that I know. I mean, the religious differences we have are significant and I tend to wonder about that, but you seem great, really, and you have a certain kind of, appeal?, that I also find compelling.

But I do not want us to overinvest in those kinds of thougts right now. It isn't self-protective or as safe as you and I should both be.

And I wouldn't wish either of us to put too much on our relationship right now, pressure wise, because it is new and fragile and should be allowed to develop of its own momentum, not forced forward recklessly.

So, no, I don't think of you as "just a friend" if that's what you are asking.


Neil"

drew, i just saw that. not to get all serious (when all life is just whackadoodle, as we know), but how ghoulish is it (assuming any of what she is posting is true and not just pulled out of her ass) to know that some guy who was flirting with her (if he was) and who she claims to love had his entire goddamn account deleted **specifically** so the comments he made on other people's blogs and the PMs he sent would disappear only to have her reposting the damn things, word for word, on her page? sorry, but i think we're back to bunny boiler, the term that makes me shriek with laughter even though i know it's not funny, especially not if you're a bunny or the poor Bad Flirter Who Never Dreamed It Could End This Way.

I'm discovering all my friends are sluts!! Teehee!!!

Always remember rule number 8,900,123th --- MOST INTERNET LOVE AFFAIRS END IN HORRIBLE HEART BREAK AND NAME CALLING AND POSSIBLY A DISEASE TO BE NAMED LATER....

Practice safe cybersex!!!

~wanders off~

Since this seems to be a repository of strange happenings on OS, I couldn't restrain myself (despite the potential risk of threats to my life and liberty) from adding this comment from the individual who had accused tr ig of multi-country cyber espionage and hacking:

"Think of OS as a library, or the MMPI-IV unrevised! There is room in here for everybody!"

:::Ahem:::

This... this is just... this is pure gold. Have you ever considered a career in art films?

Is it right that a post like this is still getting comments? Is there something wrong with a person who writes a post like this and slobbers with excitement over every new comment? In the song (If Loving You Is Wrong) I Don't Want To Be Right, who is wrong and who is right and who gets to say "toldja so"? For answers to these and other burning questions, let's ask....

Candace! Hi Candace, so who's wrong, who's right and who is just plain stoopid? Also, who's Trey? And why is he so smart? If he's so smart why can't he spell his own name right - shouldn't it be "Tray" as in "Serving."

Drew: The only playgrounds we lived near were the squalid ones so I am right at home here! If you can play on a squalid playground, you can play on any playground.

Uh oh, I missed a DOAHSS post! I better go read My Dearest Diary right now even though I know comments were closed hours ago. Kind of like concert tickets being sold out even before they officially go on sale.

Candace: Isn't a whackadoodle some kind of weird hybrid dog - like a Prius, sort of. I may have had one once. I've boiled bunnies before and they're a lot easier than other creatures because they don't struggle. Especially if you have your Rottweiler bite their heads off first. That's from Fatal Attraction, no? Glenn Close boiled the kid's pet bunny. Oh no I hope neilpaul doesn't have a pet bunny! Or a kid with a pet bunny! Or a kid but no pet bunny! Because then Diary might boil the kid!

Tink: Let's talk about sluts! Oh wait that's on your blog. Anal sex and going down is this blog. Wait - that's your blog too. Oh God, I'm blog hogging. I'm spending too much time on my own blog. I'm going over to yours now.

"I mean, the religious differences we have are significant"

Cue up Gregorian chanting in the background followed by a slow pan from darkness to a confessional booth with a choirgirl in a white gown saying "Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned."

The padre replies, "Tell me your sins, my child..."

Pure gold.



DiBi, pourquoi m'avez-vous abandonné ?

130. Slowed down a bit. Hi, Margaret!

In case NP isn't available...

This is the sort of gentleman who is exactly my type. I don't have a checklist per say of qualities that I must have, but I know that a man is an excellent match for me when he has most of these qualities or attributes.

1. brilliant

2. kind

3. gentle

4. understanding

5. not classically handsome in any way (My grandmother warned me about men who are too good looking. She told me they are nothing but trouble, and no offense to the many handsome men here, but I think my Grandma was right.)

6. a bit of a geek

7. unassuming and perhaps a bit shy

8. humble (even though he realizes what a great person he is)

9. generous (willing to help others by volunteering or devoting his time with his life's work to helping others, particularly individuals who are less fortunate)

10. funny (I love to laugh, and I think it's very charming when a gentleman can make me laugh, or at the very least attempt to be funny to make me smile.)

11. thoughtful

12. knows himself well and really likes himself

13. patient

14. respectful

15. a gentleman through and through

I thought this would be more effective on an actual dating site, but what do I know. The only cyber flirting I get is from tr ig and Kim Gamble, both of whom are just whiling away time between boat trips and visits to ducks.

Squalid now? I'll ponder this as I rearrange a room so I can get back to sleep.

Trey - for starters, your massacre of the French language and porn star moustache (as Drew so fittingly described it).
Actually, I don't even know where to start with all the things that are just so wrong about this picture...

(plus the overwhelming Patchouli fumes on the blog don't help, Mr. Aromatherapy!).

I'm doing this from the phone so you get it in pieces. If i flip pages my typing gets erased.

Here's the link so you don't think I wrote that drivel...
http://open.salon.com/blog/diary_of_a_hopeful_starving_student/2012/02/25/my_type

Margaret, your blog(and my last comment here) inspired me to write a blog in Internet Relationships!!!

I have waited the 47 minutes between heartbreak and wish to say, WILL YOU BE MY 999TH HEART BREAK TONIGHT??

U will?

AWESOME!!!

;D

Seriously people, don't ever ever ever fall in love!! Offline or Online!!!

It just bites!!!

Yes, yes, you can fucky wucky but no love!! ~shaking head~

Oh yeah, and I love sluts!!

Whores too!!

Except when I'm broke, then I go with sluts!!!

Everybody loves the sluts when they broke!!!

Oh yeah, never say 'I love you' during sexual moments. Some people will hold you to that 'I love you' scream of passion even though you meant to say, 'TAKE THIS YOU SLUT!!!'

~nodding~

And that's tonight, TINK: AFTER DARK!!!

Good night everyone!!

If you did have sexual relations with that woman, would you let us, the spammers, sell it for $19.95 on our wonderful website, www.sexualrelationswiththatgirl.com?

Thank you very much!!!

DiBi, mon capybara de l'amour, comment pourriez-vous douter de ma moustache ?

margaret: 'trey,' i believe, is a clever phonetic play on 'tres,' as in Very Montana. and we all know what *that* means, i'm sure. our very mon-tana pal is, at least tonight (or last night - wtf day is this, anyway?) uber fascinated with heavy metals and dark catholic spaces. the combination is unsettling. or unerring. or erring. domini something, i think.

i'm off to read tink's musings. and to do laundry. same thing, non? i'll tell you about the poor bunnies someday, though it's an act i'm not proud of. survival of the, you know. xoxo

oh, great. now i'm getting PMs from Dairy too. or again. after i asked her politely twice a long while back not to send me PM notices of her always-fascinating posts about whatever several times a day.

and because i have no intention of getting into an email discussion with whoever this woman is - and because i have said that i consider PMs to be private - i'm telling Ms. Diary: don't write to me. not in a PM or any other way. not on this subject or any other. if you do, please know that i will save it for the editors, if that's necessary in the future, but that i will not read it and i will not publish it to further your public display.

i am publishing her message to me from last night (because i did, unfortunately, read it) on margaret's blog piece (sorry, margaret) where my original comment appeared so all this is out in the open from the beginning.

here's the deal, for ms. diary and anyone else who hasn't figured this out:

if you write something publicly on OS, other people have the right to comment on it.

that's pretty basic, isn't it? if you say something, you better be willing to take whatever other people feel like throwing back at you about it. that includes people who aren't your fawning friends or people whose ratings or comments you are dying to have so you can claim to climb up the popularity ladder (here or elsewhere). it includes people other than those in your clique who will agree with you publicly and then tell others that they think you're a dolt and what you said was stupid and that you can't write. it includes people who don't agree with you either because (1) they just don't or (2) you're absolutely, factually, provably wrong.

on OS, as on a lot of other sites, the 'owner' of the page has the right to delete comments or close them. but, as has been demonstrated in the last few weeks, there are many, many other places for the disagreement to be voiced.

and let me be clear about a few details. i don't know ms. diary. i don't know whoever neilpaul is. i have absolutely zero interest in them as individuals, in their relationship, whatever it was, or in any of the backstory about either of them. i've been commenting from the beginning about the lunacy of what has played out in public on OS. full stop.

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Candace,

You are not entirely correct about why Neil closed his account. He was very concerned because many of the comments he wrote on many other pages were about the problems he had with his ex and his the marriage he's now getting a divorce over.

I sent Neil a few messages on gmail to let him know that I saw many of his comments from four years ago to very recently that could have been used against him by his ex's attorney during the divorce.

Unfortunately Neil often posted comments about how he was unhappily married, or he wasn't sure about the state of his marriage, and about disagreements with his ex, his thoughts on cheating while married, and the biggest issue that he never wanted to have children with his ex.

She didn't seem to know that for sure until quite recently right before they decided to get divorced.

I would really appreciate it if you stop speculating about Neil like that in writing, and about me too.

You don't know me at all.

I helped Neil a great deal when I pointed out those comments to him, and he knew that the only way to be sure to get all of them deleted was to ask the editors to close his account.

V

Tink: Isn't that a good thing that all your friends are sluts? I'm trying to get all my friends to become sluts but they won't budge beyond "skank."

And, cybersex is the absolute worst kind. Ever try to use a cyberdiaphragm? A cybercondom? Didn't think so. But trust me you should because having a cyberabortion is the absolute worst.

DiBi: This is a repository for many many things including sperm. That's what tr ig's really been up to and why he's been spraying himself all over the internet, experimenting on where the most secure place is to store his seed for future generations. I am proud to say my blog is his repository of choice and my high tech security is second to none. The aging one-eyed ostrich I employ is the best in the business. Tr ig your sperm is safe here!

Psst. Tink, hey Tink, let's add food coloring to it and see if it sticks when we throw it against the wall.

Hey Trey Montana I think I've seen you slinking around here and there before. I don't like art films. The only ones I'll watch are the the ones starring Art James.

Now Trey you have to follow the rules on my blog and one of them is ONLY ENGLISH SPOKEN HERE.

No extraterrestrials allowed.

I'm raising funds as we speak to build a giant fence around the world to keep them out. But I think what you were asking Phyllis is, "Why did you give up pork?"

Phyllis: That is just so beautiful and raw. If I'd known neilpaul had all those qualities I'd have stalked him myself.

DiBi: So he wasn't asking you about your abandonment of pork?

Phyllis: I read it last night so unless you're really Diary, I didn't think you wrote it. But really, Phyllis, isn't that what we all want in a man? In a partner? In a pet?

Margaret, I don't know. I do know that my Grandma picked out some good looking men and she had 6 husbands (buried 4) and still had a live in boyfriend when she died. She knew how to pick them, that's for sure.

And I would never give up pork. Yummy ham and bacon. Sorry, Trey.

And, drum roll, I know how to spell "per se". Rim shot.

Back to bust one more nut on this page...

BLAP

BLAP

small blap

dribble dribble

Wow.
r./

Oh, by the way Margaret...

You don't know me at all.

As Vice Chancellor of a small midwestern university, I enjoy jumping over low brick walls.
Imagine when just the other day, after a nifty 2' 6" sideways leap, I noticed one of my students waving coyly from the lawn.
I approached her gingerly ( most of our students you can walk right up to, but this one we've learned to approach gingerly ) and realised that what from a distance appeared to be dappled shade from the tree she was standing beneath was in fact a hideous array of welts, covering her face, her arms, and her legs.
"My God," thought, "She's got measles !" I backed up, but she advanced toward me. It was a little awkward.
She began to explain the secret of life to me, which as a middle aged academic I was grateful to hear all about, of course, but nevertheless felt an urgent need to reach my office, which has a lock on the door, so I proceeded in that direction.
The student followed, and it soon transpired that her alarming appearance was not so much the result of a disease but a plague of some kind. An infestation.
Of course I had Beryl take over as soon as we arrived at the rooms,
and ducked into the office. Click.
I don't think I've ever shed my clothes as quickly ~ fortunately I keep a spare change here ~ and jumped under the shower.
Beryl disposed of what I'd been wearing. Incinerator, I think.
I must say, three whiskies later, I'm still shivering.
The worst part is, I've already forgotten what the meaning of life might be.
I may never jump a low brick wall again.
I'm thinking seriously about the offer from Ontario.

@kim: incinerator is on full here and all that's left is ashy ash. i'm off to bury my nose in a book (well, a story anyway, not a paper thing) full of good words. no ontario, but i may have to borrow your hat, mate. xo

Kim, heh, that was good. Pretty much exactly what I thought.
Gotta say, I rather empathized, or maybe insinuated myself into that situation, per say "knowing how good I have become at managing circumstances and situations that are challenging, I will visualize a good end result.

Myself, I visualized my poor hungry self, all sweepy at night, after a hard day of internet stalking, preparing myself mentally to go lie in that bed, again- the one where I know the bed bug colony is licking it's collective lips in anticipation of my arrival.
Then, after my nightly prayers, I smile a happy smile, knowing god will be with me, as the vicious critters crawl over my body and feast on my already emaciated flesh, once again. The good result being that the bud bugs are happy and sated by morning.

I've heard bed bugs leave a hideous bite! Skin crawling!!!

I'm back, (evil laugh), well nerd laugh but I'm working on it, practicing in front of mirror even.

Her post was obviously offensive (I didn't read but very willing to take the many opinions voiced here as factual) I wonder how she manages to interact with the world on a daily basis if this is her on line personality? If she is that unbalanced, I'm with Julie on ignoring her and not feeding the animal. Its distressing to me on that level, in a way. Now if she were to attempt to engage me, I'm not sure what my reaction would be, annoyed at minimum.

But on another note...I don't, unfortunately, have enough spare time to interact with the likes of cyber loonies. Perhaps one day I shall seek out this mutated form of entertainment to suit my judgmental self, but until then, I shall live vicariously through my hunny bear trig, my trig-o-lishious, for my sick needs.

XXYYZZ123: If I DID have sexual relations with that woman, I probably already have an agent and have made plans to turn the videotape (if there WAS a videotape) into a mini-series on HBO. And also have arranged to sell a line of designer clothes with strategically placed "stains" on QVC. And already wrote the tell-all book (Snooki MAY have been the ghostwriter).

So the answer is no, you spamming whores. This is mine, all mine, and no one's getting a piece of it.

Trey: Let me translate for the non-Francophiles here, you snob: "Why does my loving capybara doubt my poor ma's mustache?" I don't know, Trey. Maybe your ma is really your pa.

Candace: I have no idea what "very Montana" means. Very "big sky" because isn't Montana the big sky state? I would rather be known as Trey Chic or Trey Marvelous or if I had to pick a state, Trey Ohio due to the heavy French influence here (there's a replica of the Eiffel Tower - 1/3 scale - at Kings Island).

Phyllis: Did she bury them all in the same mass grave?

Trig: You missed. Yuck. Cooper'll take care of it.

onislandtime: Uh huh.

trig: Who ARE you?

Kim: I have lots of vices too - right now I feel like my head's in one. You're only 2'6'? A little person! Must have had that hat custom made. I love ginger. I also love dapples-in anything, dapple pie, dapple crisp, dapple dumplings. Beryls - yup, I keep my ducks in beryls when I'm not putting them in a row (although sometimes we get in a row when they don't want to go in the beryl); had chicken pox at 21 - just terrible, welts, itching drove me mad, then there was the pus; keeping spare change in the shower - best place for it; Ontario's a lake, are you planning on swimming it or sailing it; bricks are only good if they're paving a street and made of gold which may or may not be a metaphor for life. I think it's time to incinerate this post.

Candace: "Ashy ash". I think that's the Clairol shade I bought when I used to color my hair myself. Also - I don't think that wee hat will fit you.

trig: You can still think after reading what Kim wrote?

asia rein: You're absolutely right to not want to involve yourself with cyber loonies. It is a very dangerous game and that's why I was asked to put my neck on the line here by The Powers That Be. Because I'm the only one who's ever graduated from the rigorous OS Special Ops Training Program for Catching Cyberloonies/Special Search and Destroy Edition (think "GI Blogging Jane"). Yes I even shaved my head. Diary is just a sleeper cell but there are more out there like her, all waiting to be activated so I must be ever vigilant. As you can tell from the comments here, I've got my work cut out for me.

wEaR"s tHe nEw aViTaR gIrLfeInD

Happy, Jonnie Wolfnutz?

you are rather a silly thing, i have found, mz m.
your marbles roll unexpectantly in ways
men could never suspect.
hmm.

Yeah, for some possibly odd reason Gamble makes perfect sense to me.

Butt, I am here once again (how many times? Where's the comment counter dude?) to discuss 'art films.'

dUDe i"LL LeT U rInG mY bELL. mY gUy aNd mE hAvE aN oPeN rEaLaShUnShip. wE cAn dUe iT dOGGiE aNd i"LL bRiNG thE gRocERy baG

Jonnie_Wolfy_is_Nutz
FEBRUARY 27, 2012 12:10 PM

Wondering what kind of fetish market this could be sold in, were me and wolfynutz to agree?

Good grief, sob, I just want to take a little trip now & then, and it seems whenever I do all hell breaks loose. This is all very amusing and icky and stuff, but I'd have liked to have been in on it in real time.

Owell, maybe the mayhem will continue...

P.S. - I thot bukakke was one of those weird naughty knotty things. Owell, live and learn. (Tho knot all knowledge is useful.)

Off to check in at Tr ig and Diary to see if there's anything going on...

James: Alas I only have one marble left. And it's driving me crazy rolling around up there, all by its lonesome. I miss the sound of them crashing into each other when I'd shake my head back and fort.

trig: I wonder what Jonnie meant about bringing a grocery bag; and she didn't say if it was paper or plastic. Maybe for her guy to throw up in?

Myriad: Oh you did miss some good stuff but despair not, mayhem multiplies like bunnies. Not boiled bunnies though. As for bukakke, (I guess I'll go with that spelling) did you find it was rampant in Spain and did you happen to go to any bukakke parties while you were there? From my research, it's a beloved tradition the world over and has also been incorporated into nearly every cuisine. Don't know about Spain but in Mexico, walking bukakke tacos are popular.

Gang Rape. Ahhhh people can be so careless.

A writer, as opposed to a coma monkey jacking off in a zoo, throwing its feces at people then writing diary entries on the side and claiming that as "being a writer" I'd have to say that this person is the most wonderful creation of bullshit. I love liars like that because they conjur up the most fun twists and turns to take in short stories... their rubbish can be used in glimpses, it's called The Red Wig technique (at least that's what a bunch of people I know call it.) - Slap a red wig on the person and use their gobbledy-gook, refine it, assign it to a minor character. Fantastic.

I hate BIOS. 99.9% of them are full of tosser rubbish wanked off by pretentious aholes who have zero introspection. And the ones babbling on about their track medal ("Play it Again Sam" reference)

As you know I also hate comments. Cuz, well, I don't give a fuck what someone has to say about a piece I am done with. BUT on salon, comments are what move the views. Weird system that I find distasteful. But obviously it's also very useful for many people who DESERVE to be read... but man-oh-man, comments. Pfffft.

I understand though that numerous others LOVE comments. I understand why too. And I can respect that.

OH but if anyone read me not liking comments, don't forget to comment my posts!!!!!! and THUMB UP too. Honestly, I love you. I was raised by mean people so it's hard to show my affection. sorry.

Anyway, wow, so many charades and chicaneries and c*nts... what a load.

Everyone poops their pants when they die.

And that's the worst load.

Charlie: She's baaaaaaack. And as tender, restrained and bashful as ever you shrinking violet you. What are your thoughts on bukakke (sorry if I made you blush).

My favorite among the many nifty comments here: Margaret's somewhere down around the middle: "This is appalling. Why is anyone still commenting here?" Waa..aaa..l that was was hours ago. [Days ago?] Me, I was just trying to make it through out of this Verschluggende once-every-four-years February 29 to get into next month. Still fifteen minutes to go for me here where I live (in "podunkville") but at least I know this comment will show as dated March 1. ?"Mayhap"?, Margaret, this being surely the most inane comment yet posted here, you might now want to "close comments"? Or would that ruin your whole plot line here? ;-)

I'd hit that crazy sex is supposed to be the best!!