Sweet still thinks we're all leftists. And he still uses the "Jar Jar Binks" talk to "imitate" his "enemies".
I guess when you're deep in a delusion, stuff opponents say that challenges it sounds as delusional to you as stuff you say about the delusion sounds to people not in it.
Have you guys read any of this? It's kind of scary:
Jon Sweet said:
My family begged me to forget about her, but she was like a drug to me. I needed her at any cost.
A number of unsuccessful attempts to reach "Ashleigh", aka Jessica, followed. I called the house numerous times a day, always getting a busy signal, or hearing the phone ring and ring about twenty times before the operator cut me off. This went on for hours a night, for weeks...The phone calls continued throughout the summer.
Ashleigh dropped out of my life in January after I told her about my father's death. I met someone else--my own "Susan"--and effectively forgot her.
On Sunday, February 15, after Susan and I had just finished talking, the phone rang again. Curious, I picked up the phone--and was surprised to hear Ashleigh's soft Southern lilt after a month of separation.
For the next couple of weeks I was balancing two girlfriends. I loved Susan for her mind and the way we had so much in common; I loved Ashleigh's passion and her ebullient, unpredictable nature. I couldn't hurt either of them by picking her rival. But neither of them wanted to share me, and each would often snipe at and insult the other behind her back.
He doesn't mention "Susan" very often. Do we have any background on that?
Bonus: Freaking Emmanuel God trolls Jon:
Sweet said:
God had given me an apology present to make up for last year...now he'd taken it away...It was the old tyrant turning around and slapping me in the face.
I worked on my university's newspaper, so being aware how they work and the "prestige" that goes along with it is what really sells the delusion to me. It's so, so bizarre with how deluded he is with that experience and how he thinks it was all some, and still is, grand conspiracy against him. I guarantee they were just tired of dealing with plagiarizing, weirdo with delusions of grandeur and currently do not even given a passing thought of Sweets unless he sends another harassing letter to them.
And I still can't stop laughing at the "bad boy of college journalism." You're really quite stuck on Andrew Dice Clay.
What I envisioned was a very dark psychological thriller about a spurned, homicidal man who spends years chasing after the girl who jilted him. He writes her letters, he calls her daily, and finally he visits her house and shoots her father!
[Back to real life:] If she...is harmed herself, it would be Mr. Fagan who would be held legally responsible since the phone calls are made from his residence, and she gives out his number to the men she seduces. Both he and that cheap piece of fishwrap calling itself a campus paper, due to their intolerance and inaction, will have blood on their hands.
I have written a few more stories over the years about Ashleigh built around such nightmare scenarios, and hope they remain solely in the realm of fiction. Yet I do have an uncanny knack for premonition, and what I write sometimes comes frighteningly to pass.
Dec 2, 2014 at 1:09pmTreenbeen said: Like disagreeing with you when you call women sluts, slam black people, and put everything that's ever happened to you on the shoulders of other people? Golly, what pigs.
Hey, hey! No one is perfect.
It isn't helpful when groups of people toll you and follow you around the internet calling you names and bad mouthing you. I know it doesn't help that sometimes it is egged on about, but at least be kind about it. We shouldn't be encouraging those people.
"Some people are just hateful assholes! Don't judge! Nobody's perfect!" wtf is Kim's problem, and why is she so eager to stay on this flatulent fucktard's good side?
Huffing his own farts said:
I was up too early trying to figure out what happened to my favorite show (this wouldn't happen today, with the advent of online TV schedules and sites like YouTube and Hulu),
Let's play a game called were "Susan" and "Ashleigh" ever in a relationship with Iconoclast or where they just two girls that happened to make eye contact with him and he started stalking and harassing them because he's delusional?
It's a really hard game.
I think it's just the only tool he has to stick all his conspiracies together into a liberal "System." Because he doesn't often mention the stuff about liberals/liberal ideology conservatives normally rant about, and he rants about stuff that conservatives rarely mention (when was the last time you listened to his hero Rush Limbaugh and heard him complaining about the TV ratings system? Or the analogue-to-digital TV signal conversion?).
Otherwise it's mostly just lumping together people under a title ("progressives are mean, dishonest..." etc.) kind of like how Chris wanted to know if his trolls identified with the troll face and other images so as to better identify them.
Looks like I'll be here for a while. Let's go through the latest exploits by Jon Sweet, professional loser
Johnny Sperg said:
I took college very seriously...but around my last year, I stared asking myself, "Why?" My job had dried up, my girl had left me, and I wasn't really sure where I was going at that point. A last-ditch effort to get back on the paper met with a sound rebuff, and I got angry and maybe said things I shouldn't have. That's why I had to have the mental health evaluation. Now if they'd been up front with me in the first place, much of the ugliness could have been avoided. What employer "waits" to fire a staffer? All they had to do was ask me not to come back the next semester. Instead they promoted me to columnist and further encouraged my "bad boy" behavior. Seems disingenuous, somehow.
Once again Cavity Creep, the Herald isn't a job; it's a resume builder designed to make it easier for you to have a job. Employers love people that are just starting out that already know the ropes. That way they don't have to train them or provide them with as good a salary. Your girl left because you begged her for pity sex by using your dead dad as a sob story, and you walking in looking even more ridiculous than Mr. Chandler pre-Tomgirl days doesn't help. And maybe? Dude, you likely came off like you were going to kill a bitch! I'm not shocked they wanted an evaluation.
As for "waiting" to fire someone, that usually happens when a person regularly shows themselves to be a problem. The employer then usually waits for an appropriate offense to let someone go, so they have "probable cause" and other such things.
Plus, last I checked, you plagiarized for one of your entries. It's bad enough you do it in a field that only ranks behind science in strictly dealing with plagiarists, but you do it in college. College fucking hates plagiarism and rewards that shit with zero points or occasionally kicks you out. Also, the time you were placed to do columns and when the staff started to get sick of your shit are likely reversed in reality; you probably got the spot first, then lost it due to spergery and psychosis.
Lying His Ass Off said:
I did return to the CWCikiKoala forums, remember, and gave an honest defense of myself. It fast degenerated into "Dere nuh Sistim! Dere nuh Sistim!" * No more. Just as in my newspaperman days, I underestimated the strength of the left and its followers. I thought you'd crumble in the face of my attacks. You didn't. Fine. But, really, when people look closely at what you're saying, it all falls apart: anecdotal evidence, huge leaps of logic, blatant misrepresentation, "blame the victim" arguments, and posts full of mindless cursing and gibbering. Eventually people will see you for what you are, and they will reject you, just like your strange and perverted progressive ideology than even those within it are starting to question.
Let me just use these two quotes to say everything I need to say:
But, really, when people look closely at what you're saying, it all falls apart: anecdotal evidence, huge leaps of logic, blatant misrepresentation, "blame the victim" arguments, and posts full of mindless cursing and gibbering.
"Dere nuh Sistim! Dere nuh Sistim!"
I could allude to how your angriest critics tend to be lean towards the right likely because what you do is an insult to their platform. But nope, we're all filthy Socialists out to turn the US into the USSR one bill at a time in your mind.
Have a Seat Mr. Sweet said:
You call me out for my plan involving pasting a few clippings together to make a fake photo of a man and a child together. A picture. Ho-ho-ho. Well, how about whoever may have actually tried to set me up with an actual, flesh-and-blood barely-legal girl, possibly to make trouble for me, possibly get me kicked out of school or even arrested? I don't know who hated me that much-- a former coworker who was still furious at me for almost (in their mind) getting the paper shut down? one of the anonymous door-pennying, poster-defacing sniggering clowns who lived on my floor?-- but someone should really look into that. Corruption of a minor, last I checked, is illegal.
Let me explain why you are lucky you were just barely smart enough to not send that picture: You avoided a prison sentence that could've been up to ten years. This is just for possession Sweets. For a first time offender. Combine that with your phone sex games with a minor... you could've been in there for as long as most people who commit manslaughter.
Besides, you were fucktarded enough to indulge in the flesh. It doesn't matter the excuses you try to use you responsibility dodging piece of shit.
I Can't Even said:
So I'll tell you what: you close down the thread on me over there (archive it or kill it, whichever), and I won't mention you here or at my blog. Deal...?
*To which I say, if you're right, there was something in play back then. Dozens, perhaps hundreds of people in my immediate social circle in those days just let me run wild and roughshod over everybody and not one spoke up about it? Seems like a pretty big conspiracy of silence you people are suggesting. Or, you know, maybe people really liked my Dice act, which is why they kept requesting it, and the gifts for my columns were sincere, not pranks, and a couple of soreheads on the Herald staff don't speak for everyone else.
This reminds me so much of those restaurant owners in Restaurant Impossible or Kitchen Nightmares. Their denial that their food is shit is phrased almost exactly like this.
Besides, why should we take the word of a man who repeatedly alters the truth to make himself look better... including times where you tried to murder your own brother?
So... you get to say whatever you want, but I don't get to defend myself. How does anyone win there? You say yourself you're mad at me for resurrecting a thread with my name in it, but you have no problem building it into a 100-page-plus monster. My only real crime is posting to defend myself without first reading some dopey little date stamp.
Noo... the thread would've remained dead if you weren't so goddamned stupid and arrogant to revive it to get the last word. That's the thing with you Sweets, and why you're the same as Chandler... you cannot take others getting the last word. So you barge into this dead as fuck thread, acting like a little shit who hates not getting the last word in. Your first post literally has you dismissing Holdek with this little quip: "Unsubstantiated claim. Pure blah-blah."
When the collective tenacity of this site focused on you and found you a terrible deluded little man, you ran away like a bitch and are now abusing the trust and bandwidth of people you dub "friend" to pot shot at us. You will keep this up until the day you die is my prediction. We're your tar-baby Sweets.
And again, you got caught plagiarizing; that's why they kicked you off the paper.
Back to This Shit Eh Fartboy? said:
Wrong. That's the word they used, but it's incorrect. You can't be caught at something you didn't do. I didn't see that sketch, and I'm willing to bet none of the other staffers besides ol' Scooter did either. My hearing was sloppy, hasty, incoherent, and violated a number of procedural rules. It was like they couldn't wait to get me out of there. My mentor reported second- and third-hand information about my "confession", but he wasn't there. He left two weeks before, likely over backlash from his efforts in pushing my career forward. In short, it all smells very suspicious.
Sweets pls. We've had our top men look through your chicken scratch when you provided it. Their conclusion was that you did plagiarize quite a bit from the sketch in question. They assumed that you didn't mean to though and I can buy that too, since you seem to be nearly incapable of creative expression on your own. You can't do anything but cheaply copy others bro; I've had people show me this even though your comics are unreadable to me. It's in your books too; you lack that creative spark to create something free of what you've seen with your eyes.
And even if this was all true and you were wrongfully accused, I don't give a monkeys. You've never bothered to get back up and face the music after each fall. You've had 20 fucking years to do it, and you've never bothered to try any more than what your mom gives you. That alone sucks up any pity or sympathy I might have for this; your psychotic schemes and selfishness make me actively dislike you.
A New Detail? said:
I don't take responsibility for anything anymore. That's how I lived and how I was taught in college. A few days after I was served I wrote a letter to the Herald ed board apologizing for any trouble I caused and confessed, not to stealing, but to getting blinded by greed. It happens when all those gifts and letters are dancing before your eyes-- you lose all sense of perspective and you want more. They used that innocuous little turn of phrase like a truncheon in my termination papers. Now I'll admit I don't really handle fame and success well. Maybe I missed that lecture at the Wednesday night staff meetings I always blew off.
Well now, this is a new change, at least in my eyes. Now I'm really beginning to think you did plagiarize the piece willingly, since this detail on your confession differs a bit from prior incarnations. Like I said Sweet-tooth, liars tend to change details, even small ones... and you've done a lot of it since the Farms first met you.
Also, the fact that you never bothered to meet with the staff tells me a lot about how shit you are as an employee. Those motherfuckers, your coworkers, are your lifeline and bros. You have a good relation with them, they'll help you out hardcore. It also tends to make you look better to your employer, since they gets the vibe you actually care about your job.
Johnny the Sociopath said:
I've never used my friends here as human shields. I've discussed your antics in a public social watering hole as evidence of how vicious and evil the progressive movement is and why it needs to be stamped out. This is the same group of people who, twenty years ago, wanted to turn the American college campus into a "dumb-a** frat movie" from the 1970's.
Bollocks broski. You opened up a can of worms to people not exactly willing or expecting a group of us going over and chatting with you on the matter. On top of that, you foist off your decades long problems on them regularly, likely without helping or listening to them in turn.
The World's Worst Reporter said:
And now they want to elect Hillary Clinton next year so they can bring back good ol' Bill and do it again. This is what you consider "progress"? Sounds like you're the ones perpetually 20 years behind while screaming "forward!" At least I'm honest about living in the past. I like my landline, my "wasteful" Win 98 OS "widda toobzes", my incandescent light bulbs, VHS, analog TV, and the comedic stylings of The Diceman. You have... what? The Kardashians? Honey Boo-Boo? ObamaCable? The Prius? Pffffft.
As a filthy liberal, I kind of laughed at this one. Mostly because of how poorly you understand the left wing while you yourself serve as one of the best Leftist strawmen I've ever unintentionally seen. On top of that, I'm amused by your praise of obsolete, inefficient trash.
The truth can be best determined by how much it ties into reality. Since your comments rarely venture into the heart of the matter and change depending on what you want the others to hear, I think we're a bit better footed in this field old son.
Jon Sweet on Using Others said:
But why not here? It seems very suspicious that you'd want say as to where I can post about you. DA and AJM are, after all, two very different communities. What is it you're afraid of, Holly? Hm?
My guess is because DA is a neutral ground where others aren't as easily affected by the exchange. Also I see the likelihood of Holdek being afraid of you in the same likelihood of Mr. Chandler successfully getting a job at Archie Comics producing Sonichu as a monthly feature. IE not very likely.
Lying Again eh? said:
Uh, no, stupid, I had an evening class on Wednesdays. Rule #1 of working for the school paper: classes come first. I actually got told by my mentor to stop writing a note apologizing for missing the meeting each week because he got it, I had a class. Most of my "disruptive" behaviors weren't really that bad; I just tended to be a little too helpful and obliging at times and it made other staffers nervous. These weren't warm, friendly people. I really had to modify my whole office personae for them. And then they got mad about that. Some folks are never happy.
Nice try fucker. This runs counter to "blowing off" the meetings however, which implies you are a lazy fuck; something that I imagine we agree on collectively. And that's a classic Nice Guy moment you had; how you were so "helpful" and "obliging" and no one understood it. I call BS, especially since you acted snippy over little things like the flash of a camera bulb.
Jon is Clearly Smarter Than Us said:
It's a theory from my newspaperman days I came to dub "The Seven Little Morons". One little idiot spouts off something in ignorance, and the half-dozen idiots in his immediate vicinity take it up and repeat the lie. Pretty soon it spreads like a cancer, and you have The Magic Phantom Sketcher Movement. Why can't you seem to grasp that (A) not everyone watches the same party-approved TV shows* (B) two people can independently have the same idea? I can't have a bunch of nattering morons discrediting me with half-truths and wrecking my plans to rebuild my life.
But you're not rebuilding your life. You're acting like a crazy man ready to mailbomb his former places of work. As for this return to the plagiarism, it doesn't goddamned matter regardless since it came off like it was plagiarized you fucking imbecile. The details behind the act only indicates the severity of the event; the event still happened no matter what you say.
This denial is the same shit I see in people who commit murders Sweet; they often try to play off the seriousness of the act if they too were caught.
Johnny Crack Logic and I Don't Care said:
You keep thinking I'm altering my story and lying, but you never offer specific examples (save some blah blah about "dealt with" being used instead of the whole song-and-dance about the metal bar). I'm sorry I can't tell the story exactly the same, word-for word, each time. Who does? Sometimes I bullet-point to avoid a "duh, tl;dr" rating. If the story changes, it's because I've learned something new that makes the facts not add up-- like my ex was acting like a rich snob, but not actually rich (data which your Koala pals supposedly nosed up, so that's on you, bub), or that my brother had borrowed money from my mother and Dale was upset about his profits going to someone who wasn't even working for him (though his own son barely put in any time at the shop and didn't seen to be starving any).
Nice strawmanning on how a truthful tale works Sweets. But it's not the wording that determines if a person lies. It's in the detailing, which commonly chills out with @Satan along with some hookers and blow, that determines truthfulness. A liar's story often has details missing or change upon the retelling; this is something most police investigators look for when they are trying to find a suspect.
The channels would not be "forbidden" if you were smart enough to do the upgrade correctly... or if you got your old lady to do it. She'd probably get it before you would.
Jon Sweet is Definitely Autistic said:
I stared at everyone. I'm an artist. It's what I do. Years later I still recall their faces well enough to sketch them without the aid of old photos. The Red, Yellow, and Blue trade paperback I'm releasing soon will show this, as I am including photos of the actual people the story is based on.
Most people would still find it creepy regardless. And honestly, I really doubt you're that fucking accomplished. Your eyesores that you call comics does not show this "talent" in the slightest. Also bro, you previously mentioned your eyesight is a fucking wreck; how the hell can you say you can sketch people's faces with any accuracy?
Yep Definitely Autistic said:
Her flash. And that was a mistake, I admit it. I was up too early trying to figure out what happened to my favorite show (this wouldn't happen today, with the advent of online TV schedules and sites like YouTube and Hulu), and suffering from a lack of sleep. I tried explaining this to that old bat of a faculty advisor, but it wouldn't wash.
Most non-autistic people (and even quite a few autistic ones), would still not be sympathetic about this. You were an adult by this point, and should've known better than to just blow up because of one little flash. Also this really does give me the impression that you are in fact afflicted with the 'tism Tanglepubes. It doesn't excuse your shitty behavior, but it explains the logic here.
Curiosity What's That? said:
You can be helpful and still not familiar with office equipment. They taught me how to use the office computers. Why not simply say, "Hey, why not show you how to work the photocopy machine, while we're at it?"
You could've asked yourself or tampered with it until it did what you wanted. It's how I learned a variety of things myself, up to and including how to reset a router and how to strip malware from my rig one time. But nope, unless the knowledge is spoon fed to you, you won't bother. Hell, you usually shit talk people that do it.
Autism Strikes said:
One one occasion I passed by two staffers having a discussion, and one of them was fumbling for a piece of information. I obligingly provided the name he was blanking on. It seems this was seen not as a helpful act, but butting in on a private conversation. (In the middle of a small office, where anyone walking by can hear it. Right.) After being taken to task for this, I decided to cut back my hours, so as not to be this "nuisance" I was deemed as, and change my image. That worked for a while, but then when I started getting more mail and goodies than other staffers, that resentment flooded back.
Oh fuck this is a very strong sign of the 'tism if I've ever seen one. It really irritates a lot of people if people do barge into a conversation and interrupt them. That's not really being that helpful anyway, since the story/discussion could've probably went on without that insight. What I'm saying is that you did not read the atmosphere Sweets.
All Journalists Are Apparently Crazy said:
Untruths... in your own words. How does that work? Have you since recanted from these opinions in light of new data? For the record, I'm not proud of the whole "photobomb" plot; I talk about it to show how the journalism lifestyle really brings out the worst in people. You write a good column, they lavish you with money and gifts. It can turn your head around, and you lose perspective fast. And I was just there 6 month. I can't begin to image someone doing it for 20, 30, or 40 years, how twisted up they must be.
Most of them seem just fine to me, and several of our board members have admitted to having journalist backgrounds and don't seem to be psychotic and crazy (...yet). Hell, one of my favorite Youtubers, Potholer54 was a journalist in Oz and East Asia for years on end and he's the chillest fucker I've ever seen. I think that all this did was prove why people don't like you Sweets.
Whitewash Jones said:
What is "blim-blim"? Like, ebonics? That you think I'm mocking black people with my "duhh" and "Them's our perks, you is not has that" tells me that there must be some subtle racism in you. It's supposed to be based on the speech patterns of a mentally-challenged person.
I think that picture explains why we see what you type as fucking racist.
Jon Cannot Grasp the Farm's True Form said:
What is your endgame in harassing me, insulting my appearance with names like "Thumbhead" and "Tanglepubes", and essentually cyberstalking me? Are you trying to "help" me, like you did Chris-Chan? Well, I definitely don't want that. Are you trying to teach me that my old life was a lie/ a misunderstanding/ fine for a time almost 20 years ago but best left behind in the past blah blah blah yab yab yab move on ploy? Well, how about I change my tack and instead of trying to rebuild my own ASU in Aug of 1997, I just wipe the whole lying nest of vipers out now and save other poor kids from the constant trolling, pranks, lies, and bulldookey they will endure for four years by a whole system of people pretending to love and respect them and care about their well-being? Oh, let's just watch you gibberheads do a 180 now.
Most of us are amazed that a person can remain so entrenched in their misery and failure, and have tried to basically explain why the way you're living will only forever get worse from this point on if you don't get out of that cycle. Then as you got more entrenched and revealed just how ugly of a person you spiritually are, well... a lot of us are now just sitting here amused that you physically exist. We also have this thing that we often like to do, which is capture moments of stupidity in the desperate hope to teach others "Don't do this shit if you want to have a better life".
And don't try to go with the stalking angle Mr. "I stalked people because I'm Yandere for my Ex and my Job". It makes you look even more hypocritical than you already are.
And if you did create your apartment/bookshop idea with that building, I'd actually approve Johnny boy. I mean, the hooker thing is creepy and awful, but the other aspects are still an improvement.
The 'tism is Too Strong in This One said:
Not the same. Drawing is a visual medium; acting is a physical one. Putting a scar on with makeup isn't the same as drawing one.
But you weren't drawing while being a creepy little fuck. Artists do do that, but they do so when they are sketching out something. You weren't; you were just eyeballing this chick to the point where she was probably thinking you were going to jack it right there.
John Rationalizing Racism said:
Again, you have it wrong. Mocking a pinhead on a message board isn't like writing dialogue in a story. A lot of my characters are modeled on actual people, including the street thugs I've encountered. They do casually drop the F-bomb every other word, listen to loud, unpleasant music, and throw rocks through people's windows.
Three words: Po' Bunny Taxes.
Two more words: Jiggaboo Junction
Hi LoGatto! said:
I never talked to the guy. I did not insult his appearance, even during his outrageous "Tomgirl" phase. I never put on a pickle suit and followed him to a mall he was at to troll him IRL. I drew a character, loosely based on him, committing a bizzare criminal act. Shortly after, the real-life Chris committed a criminal act, and, while bizarre, not a terribly good or well-planned one. I actually gave him quite a bit of credit-- it takes some cunning (and a good bit of artistic license) to waylay someone with a cattle prod, kidnap them, take them to your lair, and tie them up to several crates of TNT and a malfunctioning laptop battery.* Real Chris maced a game store employee over a blue cartoon hedgehog. Yeesh.
You literally cannot shit talk Mr. Chandler dude. Chris has some actual disabilities, confirmed by science and everything. You are allegedly so much better than him and more functional, which means your fucktardery is magnitudes more hilarious and awful. I've also mentioned that Mr. Chandler is actually more competant than you. He has a college degree (you don't), can drive (you can't), has tried changing his life (you won't), has held a job (you never had one), has visited more places than you, and understands people a more than you. You are literally and figuratively dumber than OPL, and for that I laugh at you.
Bollocks said:
I want to stop some very dangerous people before they hurt and exploit others the way they did me. I had no one in my corner back then to help me out. I can't stand the thought of some other poor kid's life torn apart because no one stepped up.
No, you just want an apartment, food, and sex for basically free. You do not give a shit for other people in the slightest, as your campaigns and motivations are purely around yourself.
Don't you fucking even. Of the three "jobs" you claimed you had, the last two were given to you by your mom. You don't fucking try, you want others to do that for you.
Jon Thumb is Yandere pt 1 said:
My family begged me to forget about her, but she was like a drug to me. I needed her at any cost.
A number of unsuccessful attempts to reach "Ashleigh", aka Jessica, followed. I called the house numerous times a day, always getting a busy signal, or hearing the phone ring and ring about twenty times before the operator cut me off. This went on for hours a night, for weeks...The phone calls continued throughout the summer.
Ashleigh dropped out of my life in January after I told her about my father's death. I met someone else--my own "Susan"--and effectively forgot her.
On Sunday, February 15, after Susan and I had just finished talking, the phone rang again. Curious, I picked up the phone--and was surprised to hear Ashleigh's soft Southern lilt after a month of separation.
For the next couple of weeks I was balancing two girlfriends. I loved Susan for her mind and the way we had so much in common; I loved Ashleigh's passion and her ebullient, unpredictable nature. I couldn't hurt either of them by picking her rival. But neither of them wanted to share me, and each would often snipe at and insult the other behind her back.
Now remember, we should give this cheating piece of shit sympathy and agree that his life was ruined by an evil conspiracy headed by such Freemason Alumni as Slick Willy Clinton and Barry O'.
God is Best Troll said:
God had given me an apology present to make up for last year...now he'd taken it away...It was the old tyrant turning around and slapping me in the face.
Wow... you're a worse Christian than Mr. Chandler.
John Thumb is Yandere pt 2 said:
What I envisioned was a very dark psychological thriller about a spurned, homicidal man who spends years chasing after the girl who jilted him. He writes her letters, he calls her daily, and finally he visits her house and shoots her father!
[Back to real life:] If she...is harmed herself, it would be Mr. Fagan who would be held legally responsible since the phone calls are made from his residence, and she gives out his number to the men she seduces. Both he and that cheap piece of fishwrap calling itself a campus paper, due to their intolerance and inaction, will have blood on their hands.
I have written a few more stories over the years about Ashleigh built around such nightmare scenarios, and hope they remain solely in the realm of fiction. Yet I do have an uncanny knack for premonition, and what I write sometimes comes frighteningly to pass.
It's been 20 years, would anyone even give a shit if he tried to enroll again? Hell at my University if you want to take an art class or something as a special/non traditional student you just pay a fee and enroll in the class, you don't have to apply or anything.
Sweet mentions at least water bottles and "nudie mags", IIRC.
Also, I hope Sweet wasn't implying that he could own and enjoy old stuff, while we can only own and enjoy new and stereotypical "leftist stuff". Because if he was, that's wrong. And what may surprise him is that I own and enjoy both old AND new stuff. Also, as I've said before, I'm not even a progressive - I consider myself more or less moderate.
He's banned from campus. He could probably apply to a community college or other college in his area, but won't because he's obsessed with his former school. But in the emails he's posted the school has made it very clear he is not allowed on campus at all. They might change their mind if he'd get the required mental health evaluation and would quit harassing employees.
He's banned from campus. He could probably apply to a community college or other college in his area, but won't because he's obsessed with his former school. But in the emails he's posted the school has made it very clear he is not allowed on campus at all. They might change their mind if he'd get the required mental health evaluation and would quit harassing employees.
Man. I know other people with autism, having worked for Special Olympics International headquarters in DC, and I have never, never seen anyone quite so oblivious to the way they come off. All of our office staff with cognitive disabilities dressed appropriately for an office environment, including the blind guy, who was a snappier dresser than Sweets by a country mile -- and was a champion bowler. I never heard any of these people butt into an office conversation; if they needed to approach someone who was talking, they all waited patiently to be greeted before they delivered whatever news they had. And although the golf fanatic told really bad jokes, they weren't ever insulting, racist, etc. -- just cornball stuff. Indeed, we had a lady on the administrative staff who, while she had a cognitive disability, was raising her daughter alone and putting her through school by working at SOI, and unfailingly wrote people personalized poems on their birthdays. I still have mine. While this lady is no T.S. Eliot, you could tell she really put in effort every time because she genuinely wanted other people to have happy birthdays. I find it hard to credit Sweets with ever having similar motivation.
Sorry. I get a bit worked up. Tl;dr An office with numerous actual "exceptional individuals" on its admin and mail staff, often with dual diagnoses (plus, you know, blind guy was blind), had no one so absolutely incapable of function, on the job or in human interaction, as Sweets.
@Treenbeen -- I am so sorry. A number of us here can, unfortunately, relate fairly directly, and the lack of reaction from Sweetums is kind of like the shit icing on the shit cake. You ever need an ear, drop me a PM.
