. . . doesn’t like Jeff Goldstein, but does like Gore Vidal (whom I parted company with when he referred to Roman Polanski’s 13-year-old victim as a “hooker”). And Wolcott’s very entertained by the chirping that Patrick and Jeff are engaged in.
Eh. Jeff has been forced to live a life of seclusion because of internet stalkers who found him through his blog, and he clearly doesn’t seek out trouble. If he makes dire predictions about what might happen to someone who actually did figure out where he lives and confront him, or endanger his family . . . half of it’s trash talk, and the other half is probably a useful deterrent.
Hell—I’d probably do the same with my internet stalkers, if they threatened me further. And, of course, if my upper-body mass were greater—and my martial-arts training, more extensive.
Instead, I rely on (1) my willingness to out, here, anyone who fucks with me physically; (2) my ability to think on my feet in that type of confrontation; (3) the fact that if anyone touched me my husband would vaporize them; and (4) certain personal protective devices I have available from time to time under certain circumstances, when appropriate. IYKWIMAITYD.
And yet, the band plays on . . .
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You missed the comment of the day. Google “his gelatinous thighs quiver with a forbidden longing.”
I googled it – no results found.
Goldstein asked for my commenter Scott Jacobs’s home address. So he could beat him up.
Example 4644 of your defending Goldstein without understanding what’s going on.
Got documentation for the 4644 incidents, counselor. Using your own standard of proof, it never happened unless you can provide QUOTES!
Manshake (he of the cock slaps) loves to say that if he ever met up with any of those commentors who bedevil him on his blog, he’d happily hurt them in a variety of (no doubt sweaty) ways. And yet, when a 40 yr. old female adjunct made some bad comments about his kid, he went running for the police.
What’s the word? Pussy? No. Wimp? No. Feeble excuse for a manly man? No. Oh yeah: chickenhawk.
His faggotry must end. Here’s to hoping he becomes an hero.
Well, there was this little bit of intervening dialogue that adds a new level to the story as Pat portrays it.
What I said was this:
Jacobs came to my site and replied:
You see, he offered. Before that, the odds of me every running into somebody I’ve never seen, don’t know, and have no biographical information on was vanishingly small.
Not quite as Frey depicted the exchange , but then, Los Angeles County Deputy District Attorney Patrick Frey has become quite renowned as an online purveyor of half truths and innuendo, not to mention a dedicated smear artist.
Let’s hope he doesn’t treat his office like this.
Jeff Goldstein then writes Scott Jacobs:
“I come out to [city near where Scott Jacobs lives] a few times I year. Will deal with this next time I’m out there.”
Sooooo . . . . let’s not pretend this is about people tracking down Jeff at his home, Joy. Jeff demanded in repeated comments that Jacobs supply his home address — then when Scott did, Jeff told him he will come to where Scott lives and “deal with this.”
The reader may draw his own conclusions as to how creepy and/or deranged this behavior appears. But it certainly ain’t defensive in nature, as Joy portrays it.
“but then, Los Angeles County Deputy District Attorney Patrick Frey has become quite renowned as an online purveyor of half truths and innuendo, not to mention a dedicated smear artist.
Let’s hope he doesn’t treat his office like this.”
I deal with psychos more and more often at my job, which makes this sort of impotent little tactic more and more laughable. The idea that you will hurt me somehow on Google might have seemed realistic at one point, but as you continue to veer into these paroxyms of rage and obsessive incoherence, it has started to seem like a joke to me. It’s all the threats of violence that did you in. The obsessive shit helps too.
I’ll be done with you when I’m done with you. The cat eventually gets tired of playing with the mouse.
Heh!
Hey, let’s not lose sight of the fact that Wolcott remains a closeted poofter who spends his time reviewing ballet when not home blowing his cats.
Let’s stick with the important stuff.
Heh! An internet crank said something about me!
FIFY
Sure. That’s what he’s doing. You think this is the first crank who has tried to threaten my job?
Yawn.
Yeah. I’m not crazy about that.
Of course, I’m not crazy about the liar/fraud stuff, either. But I know that the important thing is that from each of your points of view, the other guy started it, so any escalation is justified.
I’m only hoping that the Hand of Fate drops you both into a deep hole together with few weapons and a large malevolent creature from any movie on the SciFi channel, and you are forced to cooperate in order to kill it.
And that you will have learned A Valuable Lesson.
“But I know that the important thing is that from each of your points of view, the other guy started it, so any escalation is justified.”
Every time this flares up, he started it. Every single time.
But it’s popular to take two people fighting with each other and blame both, even when only one is to blame.
I didn’t mention Jeff Goldstein in my posts about McCain. He felt compelled to inject himself into it. As happens every time. Shocka!
Complete with some unprovoked revisionist history about banning for death threats — forgetting that (months earlier) I had retracted that immediately, the next morning . . . but said that I was still concerned we were headed towards threats of violence. Therefore the ban would remain.
Luckily, Goldstein has remained calm, making any concern I had about threats of violence laughable. How could I have thought someone capable of threats of violence, just because they had previously issued several threats of violence, and has since issued several threats of violence?! Crazy me!!
Well, he can’t bitch any more about being banned for a death threat. Now he’s banned for a legitimate threat of violence. Sure, he’s still denying it, but that only wins over dupes like you. The rest of the rational world is starting to see him for the loony that he is.
This spat is going to get the BYBBB award: “BOTH YOU BITCHES BLOODY BORING”
Can you please keep it in your collective pants and get a group blog room with web cam access. Sell tickets. Raise mucho pay pal money to see Patterico Goldstein Nude/Mexican Wrestling Smackdown!
@patterico
Well, he can’t bitch any more about being banned for a death threat. Now he’s banned for a legitimate threat of violence. Sure, he’s still denying it, but that only wins over dupes like you. The rest of the rational world is starting to see him for the loony that he is.
The one appearing loony here is you. Goldstein isn’t coming out of of this that well either but you appear absolutely unhinged. Take a step back and post about kittens for a day or something. Better yest don’t post at all for a couple days and go to the beach.