Lies and Consequences

A little over three years ago, cowardly pussy DUMBFUCK Bill Schmalfeldt wrote:

I am going to let this blog stand until the weekend. Then it, and everything I can find with my name on it, will come off the Internet.

You can’t have me. I don’t want to play with the stupid kids any more. I have a short time left, and I want to use it for productive purposes.

Mock me. Whatever. Make fun of me. I give a shit. All the funny “footlong and mayo” jokes that you repeat to each other like 3-year olds who got a rise out of mommy and daddy when they said “poopy!” Go right on ahead.

For you, as of this moment, Bill Schmalfeldt ceases to exist. I am not going to let you run my life. I am going to create. I will come up with a pen name and use it exclusively. You may find it entertaining to hunt me down. But you won’t find me.

He originally posted that in the context of a larger post at http://schmalfeldt.org/2014/11/time-to-end-it-all/. You can click that link all you want; you won’t find anything, because that blog is among the dozens, perhaps hundreds, that Badass Bill has started and then a) lost, b) abandoned, c) memory-holed, or d) had suspended by his hosting provider in the years since his first failed efforts to get this blog taken down because it hurts his wide ass.

Fortunately, that post has been safely archived here.

Why do I bring it up? A couple of reasons. First, I want to repeat that quote above:

I am going to let this blog stand until the weekend. Then it, and everything I can find with my name on it, will come off the Internet.

You can’t have me. I don’t want to play with the stupid kids any more. I have a short time left, and I want to use it for productive purposes.

Mock me. Whatever. Make fun of me. I give a shit. All the funny “footlong and mayo” jokes that you repeat to each other like 3-year olds who got a rise out of mommy and daddy when they said “poopy!” Go right on ahead.

For you, as of this moment, Bill Schmalfeldt ceases to exist. I am not going to let you run my life. I am going to create. I will come up with a pen name and use it exclusively. You may find it entertaining to hunt me down. But you won’t find me.

Everything in this quote is false.

And because EVERYTHING in that quote is false, it logically follows that an objective mind can draw certain conclusions about the truth of this Tweet:

And that conclusion is, “THIS TOO IS FALSE.”

Bill Schmalfeldt is a lying racist, misogynist, bigoted, anti-Semitic douchebag.

Plus, it was a mere 9 hours and 37 minutes between “NOTHING I EVER DO AGAIN IN MY LIFE will have ANYTHING TO DO WITH YOU!”

…to this:

Bill Schmalfeldt would gain most of his reputation back (and I know that’s not saying much) if he could just learn to shut his piehole.

That would make me sad. Not as sad as his entire existence, but still…

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Good Afternoon, DUMBFUCK!

How queer.

DUMBFUCK regularly posits that I am yanking the levers behind the curtains of every lickspittle commenter, even as he steadfastly maintains that he actually has a real, live fiancee (and not the skanky balloon animal we all know he pretends with instead) and PLANS TO MARRY HER SOMEDAY!!!

No, really!

Then again, he’s a proven liar, so…

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“Final Warning,” You Say?

Oh, no. Not again…

Are we up to a hundred “final” warnings yet from the Mendacious Manatee of Myrtle Beach?

Tiresome little twat.

On a related note…for as vociferously as he contests the notion that he does not have PD, in spite of all his self-contradictory statements, I don’t think I’m the only one who has noticed that he hasn’t posted a single mention of the Shrine of the Holy Resting Place of the Ashtray Soulmate, the Blessed Saint Gail of the Clockwork Urn. In point of fact, I don’t think he has ever denied the allegations that he left her behind in the Midwest (and the capricious currents of the Mississippi River) when he went chasing strange down in Dixieland.

How queer.

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Good Afternoon, DUMBFUCK!

Your pedobomber ghostwriting pal is surely a better writer than you (and that should really humiliate a self-published GS-13 writer-editor genius like yourself), but at proofreading he sucks just as bad or possibly worse.

You should try to get your money back – quickly.

You’ll understand what I mean later.

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I Can Think of Five

…specific purposes other than “engendering hate toward someone:”

  1. Pointage
  2. Laughery 
  3. Mockification 
  4. Informing the global community of landlords 
  5. LULZ
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Pack Your Bags, DUMBFUCK!

Motion for Reconsideration is DEEEEEEEEE-NIED!

No one will be showing anything to anyone over Skype!

I guess we will be seeing him in Westminster! Whether in a courtroom or a holding cell is entirely up to him.

OOPSIE POOPSIE!

UPDATE: The pro se Plaintiff has EVEN MOAR DETAIL at Hogewash!

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Hey, Lying Racist Motherfucker!

Keep a close eye on the Maryland docket today.  I foresee that an order allowing himto attend the trial via Skype will NOT be posted by close of business today.

If he isn’t already in transit northward, he really ought to be.

And this begs a question – where will his balloon animal betrothed be next week?

Will she stay in South Kakalacky to take care of Onyx, or will she come north to nursemaid the bald pussy?

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WURT DUR FURK Is a Supersedeas Bond?

Over in the comments of this post at Sonoran Conservative, a John Doe commenter mentions something called a supersedeas, or appeal bond.

This was a new term of legal art for me.  But, they say you learn something new every day. I’ll let Wikipedia explain:\

After litigation and a civilcourt ruling, the losing party can appeal against the judgment. At this point, both the plaintiff and defendant could have similar kinds of concerns. An appeal takes time and can be dragged out in some cases for many years. After the case (and any other processes) are finally decided, whichever party wins will perhaps be more “out of pocket” from its costs. Also time will have passed, and the losing party may be bankrupt or have used the time to frustrate any potential future payments in the event of losing.

Therefore, it is often either a requirement of the law, or a possible point in a ruling, that prior to commencing its appeal processes, the losing party must provide a surety bond – money it pays to the court or a third party, to demonstrate its good faith, intention and commitment to meeting the ruling if it loses, and in some cases to show that their appeal is not frivolous or merely a tactic to delay or avoid payment. This is known as a supersedeas (or “appeal”) bond, and shows that they can and will cover the damages or fees awarded – including any additional costs of the appeal.

The bond may not be – and often is not – the exact value of the ruling. In some cases it is significantly larger since it is planned to cover interest or other costs which may arise on appeal.

A supersedeas bond is often paid in full – and may be handled via insurance or underwriting in some cases.

What are some of the advantages of a supersedeas bond?

Obtaining a supersedeas bond may appear to be judicial red tape; however, it serves the best interest of the defendant and plaintiff. The appellant uses a supersedeas bond to stay the execution of the judgment, meaning appellant does not have to pay the full amount of the judgment until the appellate court makes a ruling and then only if the ruling is to affirm the judgment. A surety bond also replaces the need for collateral. The plaintiff, or party to whom the money judgment is awarded, is fully protected by the bond and ensured payment, that is if the appealing party can afford the bond.

Interesting stuff.

Big takeaway?

Appeals are NOT FREE, even for a poor, poor, judgment proof pitiful pro se  pauper.

OOPSIE POOPSIE!

Sure hope that field goal attempt works out…*snerk*

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Let’s Fisk Again, Like We Did Last Summer

STUPID Lying Motherfucker Bill Schmalfeldt left a comment at the Artisan Craft Blog yesterday which is deserving of some special attention…

You obviously do not have a copy of the first e-mail I sent to Ms. Hinckley. I, however, do.

Hey, what a coincidence! So do I! Although the copy I was provided had the images redacted, because most people (present company excluded) had more respect for your wife’s dignity than you did.

The one where I wrote, “As your husband was one of the people suggesting my wife’s death was a scam I was trying to pull on people, I feel you deserve to see this picture. If it gets published anywhere, I will know who did it as it hasn’t been published anywhere else.” A normal person would read that as an instruction to NOT publish the picture. But look at who spread the picture around…

No, a normal person would read that as the weak roar of a toothless lion who already knows that once he presses the SEND button, that picture is gonna get published, and that lion is not interested in PREVENTING its publication but is in fact ACTIVELY FACILITATING IT. And in telegraphing that he knows there is absolutely nothing he can do to stop it, and nothing he can do to anyone (like me) who chooses to publish it.

Oh, wait… the COPS sent it to Grady!
No, it was the authorities in Carroll County! THOSE bastards sent the photo to Grady.

Wrong and wrong.  No one sent it to Grady.

Someone sent it to me. The email said Mort in Maryland. I think that name might have been fake.

Grady was the first one to publish it.

Wrong again.

Now, because karma, Grady no longer has a wife.

Oh, please…please expand on the unique knowledge that you have of Grady’s divorce, all while trying to explain how HE’S STALKING YOU, YOU STUPID LYING MOTHERFUCKER.

The only difference? Mine did not choose to leave me.

Janina and Janice would like a word.

Shame on you all.

Your game, your rules.  You first.

 

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The Phrases That Payses

Looks like the monthly check has cleared and the serious drinking is underway.

“If it gets published anywhere I will know who did it as it hasn’t been published anywhere else.”

That is an exact quote from an email that wasn’t even sent to Scott Hinckley aka agiledog.

“I have never publicized this photo, so if I see it on anyone’s blog I will know Hoge is responsible.”

That is an exact quote from an email that was copied to WJJ Hoge.

Nowhere in either statement is there a request, a demand, or an instruction that the photo the author is referencing not be published.  All the author has done is inform two separate audiences in two separate emails that if someone does publish the photo

Aw!  Yer makin’ me blush!

he will know who was responsible.  Which is why he sent it out more than once, so there would be absolute and irrefutable proof point to which of exactly twenty or so people could have done it.

And until DUMBFUCK himself publishes the complete contents of both o the (soon-to-be-forged) version of the emails he sent out, we will just have to assume (correctly, as always) that the HZIC is right, and the DUMBFUCK is a nutshuffling, testicle-footed, valor-stealing DUMBFUCK.

Let’s see if we can get that accomplished by close of business East Coast time today, shall we?

Tick-tock, said the Really Useful Urn from a landfill somewhere in Iowa.

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