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He has another "fan" ?

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And what was the "medical emergency" actually about ?
 
Nicely done, HSMOF.

Thank you! I appreciate that.

But Sweet's lament sounds more like the work of someone who understands that he is supposed to miss his dad and is attempting to play the role of grieving son despite having not a fraction of an ounce of of actual human feeling for any other person on the planet. Sweet has been criticized on this site at some length for the way he treats his mother, writes about his mother, and draws his mother, whom he clearly cherishes as a combination of several major household appliances, an ATM and a driving machine.

Very much so, and in addition, I can't help but wonder if Jon's true motivation here wasn't some kind of domestic butthurt. Perhaps I've missed it, but I really don't recall a wealth of tributes or in memoriams to his dad before. His statement that he would have had his father's support rings suspicious to me.

One of the most tell-tale elements of Jon's mental illness (re: retarded bozo) is that, while he appears to have no filter, he also lacks an ability to read others, or to anticipate their possible reactions. Plus, he's dishonest, entitled, and doesn't want to think anything is his fault (possibly because he can't bear the thought? Dunno). So, what we end up with is a guy who, while he wants to vent his spleen (literally and physically) all over the internet, seems to refrain from talking about his criminal behavior, terrible anti-social traits, great-walloping ignorance, and helpless dependency on his mother. This is interesting, since so many of these different elements of his behavior seem to have shaped who he has become since the late 90s.

The problem is that Jon is dumb. I mean, dumb. D-U-M-B. He's so abysmally stupid, that when he goes off running his malformed noise hole (the one below his nose), he doesn't realize that his numerous complaints about his life are so laden with tacit confessions that anyone with any kind of affinity with cognition can see what he's really saying.

I apply this reasoning here, because of the nature of what Jon wrote. You are absolutely correct - there are 0 aspects of his father that Jon talks about, other than his supposed support of Jon, who, as we have seen, has a positively Chandlerian perspective on the rest of humanity (service animals).

But what I figure is this: We can go on all day about Jon, and it might affect him (we have seen that it has, in fact), but there ain't nobody, and I mean no body, who can tear Jon down better than his mom. And, for her part, I'd lay even money she wouldn't have to put much effort into it. Jon seems insecure, sensitive, and rather fragile emotionally. All his mother would have to do is limit Jon's freedoms around the house, and then when asked why, would merely have to refer to the wealth of bullshit he's pulled over the years. These activities would not only have negatively affected Jon, but the Sweet household and family in general, and for a considerable period of time. I would imagine that most of these activities - stalking "Ashleigh," harassing ASU and The Herald staff, throwing away money on commemorative bricks and bunko pyramid schemes - were all done out of a sense of desperation. Remember that part of his reasoning for deigning to work with The Beau was to prove himself worthy to "Ashleigh's" "Dad."

All of them failed, however. Every single one of Jon's plans fell to crap, and not the kind he likes to marvel at. He failed utterly at plans that he was sure were going to work, to the point where he went to jail. The result? Rules, rules, rules. Who makes these rules? Who enforces them? Well, clearly, his mother does. He doesn't want to admit it, but no one else has that authority in her home.

So then what happens? Oh, nothing special, really. All Jon has to do is give voice to his delusional desires, and then Ma Sweet turns right around and says, "No, Jon. I'm not paying for that." Boom - down goes Jonny. He cannot combat that at all, and there's no dad to run to for a second opinion. So, then, probably thinking it will net him some sympathy, he takes to his DA journal, writing about how he misses his dad's support, while passive-aggressively mentioning that his mom talked him out of the fantasy of opening a shop. Remember, the shop idea is neither new, nor forgotten. Jon talked about opening his Pervo Palace safe haven as late as last year.

Reminiscing about his dad is really no different than whining about everything that was "taken away" from him at ASU. Basically, the world stopped coddling him and tolerating his behavior, and he can't take it.
 
Latest journal . Seems that he lurks here.

I like how his "defense" of himself is to admit he's a completely retarded sociopath too stupid to recognize he has utterly wrecked his own life and made himself a laughingstock. He has no regrets, because he is just that stupid as he sits in his room full of piss bottles and failure.
 
Man, he really wants us to think he thinks he was expelled for the plagiarism itself, not the harassment campaign he brought all the way into grad school. Or that he believes that being found "innocent" on a psych eval (hint: that is not what they are meant to determine) would somehow guarantee him readmission to paradise, except that a psyche so obviously "juuuuuust fine" doesn't need to be evaluated. Right? Right! Because no one ever benefits from self-examination on any level! Psychiatric treatment is for people who do stupid things (Jon would never sign a whole box of blank checks and leave them where the then-addicted brother could find them) or are dangerous to others (Jon would never store a shapeshifting metal bar/axe/whatever it is this week under his bed for purposes of gravely injuring his brother), right? Right?

The part I really love, though, is how the entire university was somehow either part of the administration or on the Herald staff -- since one cannot determine from his phrasing just what "they" should have been straight with him about his behavior. However, I have to think it doesn't get much simpler to comprehend than having someone throw a trash can at you as you are performing one of said behaviors. Trash Can Guy is the unsung hero of Jon's story, really. He tried to get the lesson across, but had no idea he was dealing with someone with that little theory of mind.
 
I bet (hope) sending unsolicited packages to people who very likely have a restraining order against you is something that will get you a golden ticket to jail.

Most likely scenario is that their trash cans have a new tenant.
 
Ok, here we go. Jon finally lays it out for us in a single post. Ok, Jonny boy, I thought you'd given up on sniping at us from the safety of your journal, but obviously not. I'm going to explain it to you as simply as I can, because you're setting yourself up for a huge disappointment at a minimum, and possibly arrest at worst. We didn't uncover a conspiracy to get you kicked off the Herald. Your history of anti-social behavior during both your undergraduate years and your brief time as a graduate student is well-documented. Whoever was in charge of the paper had ample cause to dismiss you from the staff, given your continual harassment of your fellow staff and visitors to the paper (I'm refering to the photographer incident here). You were given multiple chances to change your behavior, but you squandered them all. Your plagiarism of the SNL sketch (please don't insult my intelligence by claiming it doesn't exist or is fake) was simply the final straw. Personnel issues can dealt with out of sight of the public, which why you were allowed to foul the office of the Herald for so long. But once you stole the idea for your column from a popular sketch comedy show, well, everyone knew what you did, and to protect its integrity, the Herald had to let you go. You were not dismissed from the staff for being conservative. You were dismissed for violating the most basic tenets of professional writing, namely, use your own ideas, and give credit when referencing someone else's.

You were expelled from ASU because of your four-semester long campaign of harassment that you undertook in a futile attempt to be reinstated to the Herald staff. You made threats of physical violence when denied. You should have been expelled long before that, but the administration took pity on you, and would have allowed you to stay if you passed a psych evaluation to determine you weren't dangerous. Since you refused to get one, they removed you on the grounds you were a threat to the faculty, staff and students at ASU. Your behavior since your expulsion only reinforces they were correct in removing you. You are banned for life from the campus. ASU campus police had to come to your home and order you to stop harassing people FOUR years after your were expelled. You've been arrested and jailed for assaulting your brother. You have a history of making threats and violent behavior. ASU had ample grounds to remove you before you hurt someone.

There is no "Golden Ticket". Your idea that the Herald staff of 1997 is still involved in running the paper just shows how out of touch with reality you are. You were not expelled for plagiarism, you were expelled for making threats, and have continued to do so in the nearly 20 years since. You are not going back to ASU ever. When you send your self-published book to people you've been harassing for years, they will most likely throw it away without a second thought. That's if you're lucky. You might get a visit from law enforcement again. If we don't hear from you for awhile, we'll have a pretty good idea what happened. For once in your life, do the sensible thing, and give up your fool's quest. It's only making you more miserable.
 
It's amazing that Jon chooses to address the understanding of the forums at large of the definition of "apology", rather than our critiques of his laughable artwork, our disgust at his lack of responsibility regarding pet ownership, or our calling him out on his utterly self-centered view of his departed dad. He can't come to the defense of his craft*, his pets, or even his own father, but he never misses a chance to foam at the mouth about his ~Golden Ticket~ back to ASU and his ridiculous grudge.

And it sure sounds like he's whining now about how nobody told him to stop acting like a too-big-for-his-britches mongoloid and sperging about the kingly treasures lavished upon him by his legions of admirers. More than likely the Herald staff fell prey to the generous but misguided belief that Jonathan Sweet was a human being with a functioning forebrain who didn't need to be spoonfed basic bits of conventional wisdom like "staring obsessively at a woman's neck wound is rude" or "nobody likes the newly-hired asshole who acts like he's hot shit."

I for one am excited that Jon Boy's put himself on a timetable now, though. We'll all be waiting with bated breath to see whether or not your plans have come to fruition this fall, champ!

*Well, """craft""".
 
They're dumb. D-U-M-B, dumb.

HA! Nailed 'im! I knew when I wrote that that it would get to him. Like I said, he's insecure, sensitive, and emotionally fragile. Nailed him!

After all, they pretty much handed me the Golden Ticket back to ASU, gift-wrapped and everything.

We did no such thing, Egg-dome.

Once my old "friends" at The Herald each get a copy in the mail,

Hey. Hey, Thumbskull. Couple things:

1. The people that you knew who worked at The Herald don't work there anymore.

2. Sending copies of your own book to these people costs money. You don't have any money. You would have to ask your mom for both the cash and permission to send those copies. To sum up: You're not sending anything to anyone.

3. Your big bombshell is nothing more than tired, useless notions restated. There's nothing new in what you're going to say. Furthermore, you give no reason whatsoever as to what will compel ASU to let you back in, let alone pay for your disruptive lollygagging.

4. No one from The Herald wants to have anything to do with you. If you do manage to get your neuron to fire long enough to figure out how to procure and send them copies of your tripe, they can nail you for harassment and put you in jail, a place where I'm sure a person of your delightful personality and appreciation for different cultures will be much appreciated.

5. In more than 15 years of ranting, you've never once shown your innocence. Never once. If anything, you've proven that they were justified in tossing you (as @DrJonesHat indicated).

and force them to consider reopening my case.

More wish-dreaming.

Let the record show that I'm not sorry for what I did, I have nothing to be sorry for, and after hearing what they really thought of me, all I regret is that I didn't do more. Everything was their fault for not being straight with me about my behavior and about the "gifts" which I was acting out over to begin with.

So, Jon did nothing wrong, except for the wrong things that he did, and it's the staff's fault for not appropriately informing him that what he was doing was wrong - even though he's gone on record saying that he had been disciplined at least once for bad behavior.
Make up your mind, dude.

Jon is dumb. D-U-M-B.
 
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Note what Sweet is eating:
Sweet said:
2 burritos, chili, piquin Ramen

Is he eating like that all the time to get gas all the time? I think we know the answer to that. How he was ever kicked off the Herald for anything other than plagiarism is a total mystery!
 
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Semi-Literate, Delusional, Mentally Ill, Thumb-Headed Racist wrote:

apology
uh/PAH/luh/gee
Origins: Greek: ἀπολογία, "verbal defense, speech in defense"
something that is said or written to defend something that other people criticize

I guess no one told Dr. MurkyLogic and his crew of bumblers that there was another definition of "apology".

But, hey, what can you expect from the Kiwi Fruits? They're dumb. D-U-M-B, dumb.

Any literate person -- say someone with a degree in English that wasn't awarded as the academic equivalent of a participation trophy at a cow college in East Overshoe, Arkansas -- would use the word apologia rather than apology to describe something written as a defense rather than as an admission of fault or error. (Anyone wishing to avoid apologia would simply write defense.) The primary meaning -- the overwhelmingly most common meaning -- of apology is "an expression of regret," and Sweet's comment on his stupid, unreadable, unpublishable book offers zero context to inform the reader that the word is not being used in that sense.

Caught in yet another of his endless and ignorant blunders in English usage, Sweet responds, as always, by smugly asserting that the word means what he wants it to mean, regardless of the fact that not one single literate person will read the word as carrying the far-less-common meaning Sweet claims to have intended. That's just the kind of shitty writer he is.

And his "dumb, D-U-M-B, dumb" routine is what you'd expect from a petulant, special-needs third-grader -- or The Giant Brain of Blytheville.

Utterly Divorced From Reality wrote:

Once my old "friends" at The Herald each get a copy in the mail, it will help bring me to the bargaining table, evidence of my innocence firmly in hand, and force them to consider reopening my case. By this time next year I'll be back on top, once again living it up.

Why is Sweet's latest screed going to help bring him to the bargaining table? He's ready to go right now and has been for almost two decades. Oh, that's right, he's not very literate. He meant to write "will help bring them to the bargaining table." But, as we all know, one of the meanings of me is them.

I Keep Tryin' To Think But Nothin' Happens wrote:

Let the record show that I'm not sorry for what I did, I have nothing to be sorry for, and after hearing what they really thought of me, all I regret is that I didn't do more.

Excellent reasoning. Sweet has concluded that there was a flaw with a plan that made absolutely no progress toward achieving its goal but which did bring him to the attention of law enforcement and could have easily landed him in prison. The flaw was that he didn't pursue the plan more vigorously.

. . . Penitentiary

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Been a while since Jonny got pissed enough to scream back. Time to do what others have done already:

Jonathan Mack Sweet is an Illiterate and Dishonest Moron said:
apology
uh/PAH/luh/gee
Origins: Greek: ἀπολογία, "verbal defense, speech in defense"
something that is said or written to defend something that other people criticize
I checked Merriam-Webster's dictionary. Seems you missed the most common use of the term, the one that comes before the one you decided to die on a hill for:

Apology: a statement saying that you are sorry about something; an expression of regret for having done or said something wrong.

Just proving to me that you probably got that English degree out of pity by the staff rather than by your own merits. It proves to me that you were rightfully kicked off the Herald at least, since that amount of dishonesty is not something a journalist should do. It fucks them in the end, kind of like how Hulk Hogan Big Booted Gawker for sleazy behavior for instance.
Attempting to Assuage Broken Ego said:
I guess no one told Dr. MurkyLogic and his crew of bumblers that there was another definition of "apology".
Nope. @Dr. Merkwurdichliebe got it right. You're looking for the term apologia. Different word, much akin to how through and threw mean different things despite sounding the same. You know, something that children learned about grammar?
A Child Literally Wrote This said:
But, hey, what can you expect from the Kiwi Fruits? They're dumb. D-U-M-B, dumb.
I'd rather be a fruit than a pederast like you bro.
Desperately Trying to Avoid Reality said:
After all, they pretty much handed me the Golden Ticket back to ASU, gift-wrapped and everything. All I have to do is cash it.
You can't even bother to get off your fat ass to mow your house's lawn, let alone do anything to improve your life. I can't see you finding the effort to go all the way back to that college, especially since your own mom thinks you're a crazy fucking failure who wastes his time and sure as shit wouldn't drive you there. This of course ignores the fact that you're so retarded you're conflating the newspaper with the college. They happened at different times and your sociopathic behavior guarantees you will never set foot there again.
Predicting the Heat Death of the Universe said:
Which I will, as soon as I send the new book off to my publisher.
So never. Since you haven't finished the book in over four years. And don't have the money to get it printed out since you exploit a vanity publisher for your Quixotic Quest.
You Will Die With No Dream Realized said:
Once my old "friends" at The Herald each get a copy in the mail, it will help bring me to the bargaining table, evidence of my innocence firmly in hand, and force them to consider reopening my case.
Not gonna help. You stalked and harassed them ever since you got kicked from the paper, which happened a year before you walked out in autistic rage. That alone would forever bar you from the college. The plagiarism charge didn't apply to why you got kicked out of an agricultural college.
Shitting his Pants and Doing Nothing said:
By this time next year I'll be back on top, once again living it up.
You will die alone and unloved. Probably because you're too retarded to know how to get food when your mom dies.
Unrepentant Terrorist said:
Let the record show that I'm not sorry for what I did, I have nothing to be sorry for, and after hearing what they really thought of me, all I regret is that I didn't do more.
Being slapped into prison for longer than a fortnight might be the only thing barring a lobotomy that would fix what's wrong with you. And I still see you being an unrepentant salty asshole who holds grudges longer than billions of people have been alive.
All His Fault said:
Everything was their fault for not being straight with me about my behavior and about the "gifts" which I was acting out over to begin with.
No, your own actions are controlled by you, and you chose not to do that. It's all your fault. You just can't stand knowing that you fucked up and are too lazy to actually use that bach degree to seek a job. Not that you'd do it, since you'd have to start low and you hate being bottom.
Only Truth in a Pit of Lies said:
Simple as that, end of story.
Agreed. Our story is right.
 
Isn't being called a fruit kind of an insult...

... back in the 90s?

Let's not forget that one of Sweet's favorite phrases, "Buck Rogers technology," predates World War II.

From The New Dictionary of American Slang:

fruit n. fr. 1930s , a male homosexual

Yes, Jonathan is one hip-to-the-jive hepcat.
 
Let's not forget that one of Sweet's favorite phrases, "Buck Rogers technology," predates World War II.

From The New Dictionary of American Slang:

fruit n. fr. 1930s , a male homosexual

Yes, Jonathan is one hip-to-the-jive hepcat.
He probably picked it up from that same Stephen King book that he read and barely understood, since it took place in the 30's and he's retarded enough to ape its lingo because autism.
 
Note what Sweet is eating:


Is he eating like that all the time to get gas all the time? I think we know the answer to that. How he was ever kicked off the Herald for anything other than plagiarism is a total mystery!

It's a sure bet that, if possible, Sweet would spend long hours deeply and thoroughly tonguing his own anus.

EtA: I gotta hand it to @Dr. Merkwurdichliebe and @Adamska . I thought about mentioning something about apologia, but I knew that I couldn't do it was well as you two could. Beyond that, for all of his attempts to insult our intelligence, Sweet fails to notice his redundant blunder earlier in that very same paragraph.
 
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Is there anyone still at ASU who was involved in Sweetums's expulsion? We know that "Leo Greer" is at another college now, Bonnie Thrasher is dead, the university's current chancellor came in 2012...

I guess Vice Chancellor for Student Affairs William Stripling was there then (as Assistant VP for Student Affairs), so I'm sure he'll be delighted to hear from Mr. Sweet.
 
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