Sweet fucking merciful christ.
Let’s say that you’re a really shitty poet and I mean really fucking bad – you rhyme “moon” with “room” – that level of bad. You, of course, think you’re the best poet since Burma-Shave which you hold to be the height of poetry. So you take your shitty little poems to a literary agent who, much to your shock, tells you they suck. More than that, he gives you his gun and requests that you shoot yourself right in front of him to make sure that you never, ever write another shitty poem again. You are not dissuaded, though, and march to the next agent…and the next…and the next. Every agent you annoy asks you to kill yourself.
Undaunted, but a little tired, you pick up a copy of Grit magazine and sit down on a bench with a bottle of Maddog 20/20. As you thumb through the pages, an ad catches your eye – “GREAT POETS WANTED!” This outfit wants YOUR poetry to put together a book of the best unpublished poetry and all you have to do is send the $500 and you’re in! HAPPY DAY! You get a money order and mail it off immediately.
A few weeks later, while waiting for confirmation of your literary genius, you hear about some crummy poet that uses big words and knows what an “allusion” is. It turns out there’s a bidding war between all the publishers you visited to publish this hack’s lousy stuff. HOW DARE THEY?! Don’t they know true talent when they see it??
Keep this in mind when you read the following from papa tard
What turns out to be even more interesting about counsel for Tubesocktedd is that I in fact contacted and discussed my case with this Klimaski office and one of their attorney’s in January/February 2008 seeking representation. After sending the firm an email seeking representation, I was contacted by a lady named Donna. I was informed after explaining everything to Donna, several days later, that Mr. Klimaski did not believe he could assist me. Now something smells really fishy here.
How divorced from reality do you have to be NOT to understand this?
Hm. A respectable lawyer reviewed the case and said “get lost”. A lawyer that defends pimps and prostitutes said “sure, why the fuck not?”. What on EARTH might it mean when the lawyer that turned you down is willing to defend someone in the case they refused to take? Might, and I’m just throwing ideas out there, might it mean that reputable lawyers think that your lawsuit is absolute shit?
No, no. It couldn’t mean that. It just means that they’re “high priced” in the pejorative sense of the word. Of course, if they took your case they wouldn’t be “high priced” they’d be “the best”.
Question is, what is so important about the identities of these people and their postings that they require such expensive lawyers to try and keep it a secret?
the answer does NOT lie in your morphine prescription. It’s really quite simple. They don’t want their private names, addresses and phone numbers strewn all over the web by a two-bit amoral scumbag.
Shall I repeat that?
Why do you, Laaaaaaaaaaaaary, feel the need to sue bloggers when you could, as you have repeatedly claimed, prove your case to the media and let them destroy Obama for you? Why do you, Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaary, think that a judge and jury will be less rigorous than the conservative cunts at Fox News? Tell me – why hasn’t the Globe followed up on your story? Why hasn’t the Enquirer jumped in? Why do you need to troll around for circumstantial evidence with your “contact me if you’ve had homo sex with Obama” bullshit when you keep insisting that your case against him is air tight?
You promised at the beginning that you had enough slam dunk evidence to put Obama away. But you don’t really. Otherwise it would be done.
[Hundreds of extra words of scorn and derision deleted as a small token of civility]