Raping Atheists II

The "evidence" of my crime.

It seems I finally got enough attention to make the official “fair game” list over at the internet femintology silo of PZ Myers and his singing sycophants.  Somebody over there remembers that a long time ago, in a faraway land, I used to comment on their site.  It’s actually been many years now since I was banned from PZ’s forum. I don’t know whether his recollection is tainted by time, age or syphilis, but it’s as far from reality as most everything else he posits these days.

Folks who follow me know that I end all my posts with Enjoy.  Even my Tweets.  Is “the cloud” running out of space? Who is that harming? As to the charges of nonstop spamming?

Bogus

Probably the closet thing to a rape charge PZ could come up with on short noticed, since I haven’t been photographed anywhere within five hundred miles of his hoary mob in my life, nor are there any inconvenient rape threats emanating from my IP address. Not that it would stop him or the FTBullies from invoking their creative proclamations in that direction.   After all, it’s what they do for a living.  What’s missing from PZ Myers wild ass innuendo is what’s always missing.  Evidence in support of his statements.

We already know PZ defines rape as a women getting her glass refilled with wine, but now we can add to that a redefinition of “spamming” that includes adding what amounts to a twenty character signature tag to the end of two hundred word comments.  The man has no morals.

Call to Arms

I’d be quite open to Mr. Shermer’s legal defense team contacting me.  Perhaps a court order for the complete archive of all my prior activity on PZ’s blog would be helpful in documenting PZ’s ongoing pattern of dishonesty and deception toward detractors even outside the realm of rape charges.

The truth is already out there.

Enjoy.

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Facing the Music

Swallowing the Grenade

Being a prominent critic of PZ Myer’s isn’t all roses and daffodils.  There’s the associated turmoil of being slandered, mocked and marginalized by the corpulent trained seals in PZ’s traveling circus show.

I’m running with the circus seal analogy today because that’s what naturally springs to my mind when I imagine all the misshapen #atheismplus girls in sundresses feeding PZ Myers grapes and wiping the resultant spittle off his beard.

Some folks wonder why I brave the hoary mobs of PZ’s minion.  To quote the acclaimed ex-FTB author Al Stefanelli,

For one, I am fucking retired. Retired, meaning I don’t blog for money, don’t write for money and I don’t go on speaking gigs. Additionally, I know I am none of these things they call me and the people in my life that matter to me also know it. Their rants, accusations and attacks against me, as well as their willful ignorance and persistent desire to take my sporadic and occasional writing completely out of context have no bearing on my personal happiness. It’s Game On.

Game On

I just took the time to check in over at PZ’s website, aka the No-Tell Motel in Morris, and the post with the anonymous serial rape charges against Michael Shermer is still up.  PZ has frozen the comments at just over 4000 while simultaneously mentioning the anticipated (subsequently delivered and now fully broached) Shermer legal action.

Now we sit back and wait.  Maybe @mykeru will start a reverse countdown clock for us to watch while we wait for an army of Brooks Brothers lawyers to swarm Morris?  He’s been pretty reliable and manages to post way more content than most of the people on the BlockBot list who have to simultaneously manage to write and send all those threatening emails to Rebecca Watson (in order to maintain his special gravitas).

Unfinished Business

I never did find that microwave popcorn I went hunting for the other day here in Germany.  The stuff that I did manage to locate was a variation that included a sweetener for a sugar flavored popcorn experience.  I just want salt and maybe some well imagined artificial butter flavoring.  Worst part is that I could have picked it up over in Holland the other day if I hadn’t forgotten after leaving my favorite “coffee shop”.  I told you at the start, it isn’t all roses and daffodils.

Edited to add (I am not making this up): WordPress auto-suggested the tags “circus seal” and “Rebecca Watson”.  So much win.

Enjoy.