Shadow Doxxing

General Observations

There’s an internet phenomena that is becoming increasingly prevalent these days and it’s a practice known as Doxxing.  The range of issues and the fervency of the participants in the many internecine battles between competing ideologies and interests is the driving force behind this rapidly rising trend..  The practice of Doxxing commenters in heavily contested issues has become the new ‘thing’, and is often invoked as an attempt to silence any participant to a discussion who is seen as potentially troublesome to deal with.

Illusions of Anonymity

I’m not a particularly big fan of anonymity on the web in general, since it only gives the anonymous poster the ILLUSION of anonymity while simultaneously bolstering their own foolish (and often illegal) tactics. In the case of anonymous trolls making slanderous remarks or threats, there is no level of imaginary hell too low, nor any level of Doxxing too high for my tastes.

I heartily support the exposure at all these types of gutless miscreants.

History of Peezus

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Crotch-O-Matic 360

The Crotch-O-Matic 360

Shown mounted here on a stylish Gucci belt.

Great news for the well-connected male skeptic or atheist conference going aficionado!

Product Development Background

PZ Myers and his #AtheismPlus accusation brigade have made it abundantly clear that if you don’t toenail paint their party line you’re to be treated with all the dignity and respect afforded an apostate Scientologist.

Don’t feel bad if you’re having trouble keeping up with the list of acclaimed male skeptics and Nobel prize winning physicists being named by the #AtheismPlus accusation brigade. There have been so many slandered and libeled in so many different permutations, you can hardly be expected to keep track. The degree of human warpage at work here is more than enough to boggle the minds of the world’s top contortionists.

At this point, I think the only prominent male skeptic they’ve failed to accuse of rape is Stephen Hawking, and if I were him I’d be real dam careful which buttons and switches I activated from here-on-out.

Fighting Anonymous Threats

Anonymous people are being given extreme prominence on what was once considered the world’s most heavily trafficked SCIENCE blog on the internet. A blog that has (sadly) morphed into an internet silo of blue haired, misshapen girls in sundresses and hippy jewelry.

Their leader is a corpulent unshaven mental maniac named PZ Myers, the most unlikely female figurehead since, forever.

Because their hate and animosity towards men will never be satiated, now they’re developing (actually polishing up) their latest offensive threat against the vast hoard of unwashed and rape-determined #flirty men of science and skepticism.

This could be your last chance to upgrade your personal line of character defense before the dreaded American Girlyban Smack-O-Matic SuperDeluxe 9000 hits the streets.

Bottom Line

Unless you’re one of the most notably impotent men of science, your reputation is seriously at risk. But don’t despair. There is hope on the horizon.

Introducing the Crotch-o-Matic 360

The creative minds at The Tim Channel’s Integrity Protection Division have once again gone above and beyond the call of duty by designing the ultimate device in twenty four hour rape innuendo and threat protection!

Defensive Capabilities

This high tech and stylish device is meant to double as a belt buckle and be worn anytime you are in a social situation where you could later be accused of rape (i.e. anytime you’re around a women). The Crotch-o-Matic 360 auto records a comprehensive fisheye view of your immediate environs anytime the infrared optical sensor (or phermone detection circuitry*) calculates a female within six feet (two meters) of your perimeter.

*This device has the ability to sniff out hidden females better than “good ole Blood” in A Boy and His Dog, although there’s no guarantee your denouement will be as joyful as the one in this movie. IOW, Dog not included.

The Crotch-o-Matic captures full 1080P video at 60FPS , synchronous audio.,GPS location data, as well as time and date metadata for later retrieval by your legal team (in the ever likely event you’re falsely accused of a rape). You’re literally wearing your alibi.

Offensive Capabilities

Not content to just let our upper level male skeptic leaders passively record their dangerous confrontations with women, the unit can also double as an effective female repellent by emitting extremely high freqency squeals totally inaudible to any male over the age of 15 but exceeding grating to most women.

It’s a widely known fact that men lose high frequency hearing much earlier than women, what with all the testosterone damage and heavy metal concert attendance. Just look at Justin Vacula if you need a contemporary example.

Just push the panic button, clearly visible protruding from the side of the Crotch-o-Matic 360. (The smaller button handles power and bluetooth syncing to your smart device for auto uploading your data in realtime to our exclusive Rage Lockerz cloud storage.)

As an added bonus, the user has the option of selecting intermittent burping and farting noises, as these have also shown to be extremely effective deterrents to the approach of random females.

Rage Lockerz

Just enough storage space is provided in our free bundled cloud storage data package that you can possibly scrape by without upgrading to our paid service (if you purge your data every 15 minutes). For a few dollars a month we’ll upgrade you to an amount of storage that’s actually fit to use with our product.

*Headband mount available for height-challenged male skeptics so they won’t get accused of trying to capture pix under Sally’s mini-skirt.

**Reader @snakepliskinist has complained about the passive nature of the device.  He fears it may be too subtle.  He suggests some offensive improvements that may be added to the next iteration of the device.  Information on the development of the KillaRapeThreat SuperDeluxe 9001 will be made available as soon as engineering updates me on their progress.

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Countdown to Ecstasy

In the frenzied perimeter surrounding ground zero in Morris Minnesota (Outside the Dome), speculation on the PZ Myers-Michael Shermer bout, (The Fumble in The Jungle) is all the “news” there is right now,   Over at PZ’s site, he’s gone incommunicado.  He’s busy peddling his new book, The Unhinged Happy Atheist, and is also distracted by having to pick all the chunks of “cease and desist” out of his beard that #flirty (drunken) rapist Michael Shermer spewed all over it.

All we can know for sure is that today is the “drop dead” day cited by Mr. Shermer’s legal counsel to retract the original post and delete the accompanying 26,378 (guesstimate) negative libelous comments accumulated to date .  On top of all that, there’s the expected formal apology requirement that I noted in yesterdays post.

Of all the anticipated cooperative dispensations demanded, my favorite is the one that requires PZ Myers is to immediately start swinging off Mr. Shermer’s balls like a trapeze monkey at a sideshow carnival.  In other words, something that PZ is already fully qualified to accomplish.

In the meantime, some guy (@mykeru) living in his mom’s basement cramped attic has gone though all the trouble of constructing a PZ Countdown Clock that is ticking off the remaining time before PZ Myers is in full violation of the cease and desist order.  It’s showing around twelve hours remaining at the time of this post.  In the interest of stretching my Shameful Non Self Promotion out a bit longer than it took Rebecca Watson to deflate a horny apparition in an Irish elevator AND as an electronic reach-around to all the other guys trapped in their mom’s basement attic, here is the link to the countdown clock.

Links to all my previous American Girlyban goodness (click pix to open) for you to read while keeping one eye firmly glued to the countdown clock:

Gasbaggers of the American Girlyban

Attack of the American Girlyban

Girlyban Scrapbook

Dear Atheism Plus

Marginalizing Misfits

Tater Twits

Straining for Credibility

Girlyban Bingo

As always, those without mice support will miss roll-over popup hovers, the atheist “easter eggs” I like to include on hyperlinks and pix.

Edited to credit @Mykeru for wankery above and beyond the call of duty.

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Straining For Credibility

The wobbly thinking women of Atheismplus have truly found their niche.

All the Skepchicks in their master’s chamber (at 4a.m.), still can’t kill the beast:

So she called to the Captain, “Please bring me some whine.”

He said, “We haven’t had that spirit here until you lost your minds”

And still those voices are carrying him far away.
Wakes him up in the middle of the night,
Just so they can bray:

Welcome to the Hotel Carborundum!
We’re livin’ it up at Hotel Carborundum
Are you so surprised that we tell such lies
Bashing all the guys?

Hi friends! Excuse me, but I need a moment to turn down my MPscree player so you can hear me speak a bit more clearly. OK, let’s roll.

I watched in awe and disgust at the first act in the #Atheismplus comic tragedy, the one that began over a simple cup of coffee in a faraway land not that long ago.  The stagecraft lacked direction and the subject matter was so obtuse that many in the audience could not engage in the “suspension of disbelief” necessary to enjoy such poppycock. Shorty thereafter, when a prominent foreign critic had the temerity to weigh in on the wastrel’s imagined woes, things really started to get interesting.

The stage for act two is now set with the lead actress secured for the sequel. The setting remains the same. Picture a lonely Irish hotel on some godforsaken sea-battered crag of land. A Dublin hotel that, not coincidentally, contains a well stocked bar within stumbling distance of the guest-room elevators. Curtain rises soon. Veteran stage critic Justin Vacula (@JustinVacula) has been tasked with the dreary assignment of witness and documentarian to the vodka-fueled banalities that the blue-haired bobble-headed bimbo is expected to bring to the fore.

In the meantime, we’ll all just have to amuse ourselves with the shit-slinging monkey that Ophelia Benson has become. Not that she is ANY different, or even marginally better at the task than her blue haired (or similarly bearded) contemporaries. One trained seal bounces a ball off it’s nose while the other one claps wildly.  Seen that movie too.

One thing is for sure. I missed a huge opportunity to make a name for myself in blogging by not focusing on the single topic most important to their audience, continual whine (not that I’d want them as followers, but just for the sake of argument). If only I’d had the foresight to focus more on the people who troll me and post negative things about me I could be infamous too! Believe it or not, cuddly as I am, there are a LOT of trolls and Timhaters out there to pick from.

It would have required some sacrifice and commitment to be sure. I would have had to spend countless hours winding through the catacombs, Googling myself for haters and then cutting and pasting all those together into semi-coherent web-posts. I’d have had to shift my focus off stuff that REALLY matters but that seems a small price when the payoff would have been much more Me, Me, Me.

On the subject of ME, I am an expert.

I could go on all day long just telling you about me, my wife’s terminal cancer, my son’s upcoming open heart surgery or the troubles my old dog Lizzy has shitting out all the cookies Granda feeds her, but as it so happens, me and @Mykeru have some mirrors that need attaching to my ceiling, so the other stuff will have to wait.

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