Why "Brass-Knuckles Reputation Management" Fails

It’s not because it’s a foolish tactic, even though it’s a very foolish tactic.

It’s not because a person isn’t actually a good person, even though he isn’t actually a good person.

It’s much, much simpler than that.

It takes 20 years to build a reputation and five minutes to ruin it. If you think about that, you’ll do things differently.

Warren Buffett

A good reputation is hard to build and easy to lose. Once lost it is even more difficult to rebuild. It can be done, but there are certain things that must be done. They are not optional.

Responsibility – if you want your good name back, you must take full ownership of your bad acts. No blaming others, no quibbles, no arguments. “I robbed that bank.”

Apology – any effort at rehabilitating a reputation is incomplete and useless without this. A sincere apology has four parts: admission of wrongdoing, recognition of the repercussions, a request for forgiveness and acceptance of responsibility.
A. “I robbed that bank.”
B. “I know it was wrong to rob that bank.”
C. “Please forgive me for robbing that bank.”
D. “I know I should go to jail for robbing that bank.”

Restitution – if you can’t or won’t accept responsibility for things you have done, if you can’t or won’t apologize and seek forgiveness for what you have done, then making restitution is certain to be a bridge too far. If you can’t at least make an effort to pay for or to undo the damage you’ve inflicted, you’re lost.

What I find interesting is the way that people generally fall on either side of a line dividing those who understand and accept these concepts are fact, and those who reject them. And once divided, they tend to self-reinforce.

People will expend enormous energy defending bad people, and then wonder why others think they are also bad people. They will routinely refuse to consider that they have done something wrong, preferring instead to think that their reputations have been ruined by others reminding people of the truth about them.

These people would be worthy of pity if they were not so clearly misguided.

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The Major Bleg

I promised a Major Bleg.

And I promised it would have nothing to do with money (but if you want to hit the tip jar, if I’ve ever made you laugh out loud, hey, it’s just over there).

What I need is information.

Special secret stuff. Anyone who reads this blog with regularity will have no trouble figuring out what I mean.

And I don’t want it here. The comments for this post are disabled.

Go here. Make sure you are logged in with a WordPress account (if you need one, get one) and if you are not already invited, request access.

Be prepared to have your bona fides thoroughly vetted and challenged. That blog is private for a reason. Safety first. Nothing personal.

I will process requests as quickly as I can, and once admitted you will be free to comment as per instructions in the corresponding top post.

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AND LEAVE ME ALONE!!

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He doesn’t really want that, you know. Of course we all know that.

He had it. He had the “LEAVE ME ALONE!!” It was the most important “get” that he took away from the settlement. All he had to do to stay left alone was to do the same.

But he couldn’t. The poor, bitter, hateful, lonely old mandouchebag. He had to go hunting again. He had to come hunting for me.

So, for the THIRD GODDAMN TIME (because YES, HE IS THAT DENSE), I trotted out something Grady had given me. And finally, finally! the tiny four-watt bulb that hangs outside on the terrazzo of the ever-so-spacious mansion where I live rent-free popped on, the “trapsie-wapsie” snapped shut, and we have liftoff on what looks to be a three day monkey-dancing Feldtdown of epic, nay GARGANTUAN proportions.

He wants to be left alone, but only on his terms. He wants to be left alone from the consequences of his actions. He wants to be left alone to tell his lies without anyone standing up to call him out. He wants to be left alone to hunt down Grady and try to scalp his job again.

Because that worked out so well the last time.

He’s not afraid of Grady. Just ask him.

“No, I’m not afraid of that mentally unbalanced, self-professed sociopath. (You notice he can never let that menacing phrase go? Just like he can never remember the evil thing Grady did that required the doxing in the first place?) Never mind that I falsified evidence in order to swear out a peace order at the mere whiff of a suggestion that he might be looking in the general direction of the state where I live. Which I then completely pussied out on at the prospect of him showing up to face me in court. He doesn’t scare me. I’m not even a little bit scared.”

(Grady wrote that bit. Good, right?)

It’s worth remembering. Yesterday, today, tomorrow, forever. He lies. Especially when he says he wants to be left alone.

Or when he says –

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What he’s really saying is: “someone PLEASE tell me who Krendler is! PLEASE, PLEASE, mock me! hate me! loathe me! Give my pathetic existence the gravity of your hatred as a substitute for the lost love and companionship of the family that I’ve driven away and the failures I have endured!”

And what I have learned is that the best (and most FUN!) way to deal with him is to DENY him what he really wants by GIVING HIM what he says he wants.

He doesn’t “fucking CARE” who I am. Hence the frivolities of the weekend thus far, to show how much he DOESN’T care.

He says “LEAVE ME ALONE!!” after nearly a week of being left alone, during which he tried to bait me, followed by four days of hammering at Hoge and every Lickspittle in reach.

So I’m with Grace. And Dalton.

I’ll leave him alone.

Until it’s time to NOT leave him alone.

Which surely won’t be long.

Tomorrow – the Major Bleg.

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Upon Further Review

For quite some time, my Purgatorial Pet has held in his stubby, slimy, Schmalfeldt-covered hands the key that would free him to post once more at the Thinking Man’s Zombie.  All he had to do was answer a simple question: “what number of faildoxes must be pointed out to you in order for you to acknowledge that you are in fact, a failure at doxing?”

For several months he languished there, steadfastly refusing to answer the question, yet still commenting.  He regularly maintained that the comments were meant for me alone, but just as often they were replies to other commenters.  

Shut up!  It makes as much sense as anything else he does.

As most, if not all regular readers of this blog now know, Palatine Pundit and I have worked for several months now to spring a – what’s that “I write like an eight year old girl” phrase he used? Oh. Got it – a “trapsie-wapsie” on the idiot.  Several of you were even part of the early conversations. PP got in a quick one in the meantime when he changed jobs that I was happy to help with, but this one is obviously more complex and took more planning. But it turned out Bill is not as smart as he thinks he is. Which is a lot smarter than he looks. We finally had to drop one of PP’s old posts here verbatim to get him to notice, but look at the results!

Thoroughly snowed. Epic pwnag3, as the kids say.

Unfortunately, now that he has made it so abundantly clear, in his ever-present good humor, that the dox will continue to be his only weapon and that he will always miss his target, it’s time to take his key away.

Banned.

All future comments go straight to the Spam folder. All future comments that bear even a whiff of his stench will also be sent there. When I bother to check them, they will be collected and sent to law enforcement in the appropriate jurisdictions.

Don’t bother trying to contact me again. I gave it a shot. I left you alone. I went silent. But you couldn’t walk away. You had to take another shot. Palatine Pundit would not say word one regarding how he plans to deal with you. But me? I know you’ll see this before it’s been up for five minutes.

WILLIAM M. SCHMALFELDT OF ELKRIDGE MD, I DEMAND YOU CEASE AND DESIST ALL CONTACT WITH ME BY ANY AND ALL MEANS, ELECTRONIC OR OTHERWISE. DO NOT ATTEMPT TO COMMENT ON THIS BLOG. DO NOT ATTEMPT TO @ REPLY OR @ MENTION THE HANDLE @brainsrfood ON TWITTER. ANY SUCH ATTEMPTS WILL BE VIEWED AS A VIOLATION OF THIS DEMAND AND WILL BE REPORTED TO ALL APPROPRIATE LAW ENFORCEMENT AUTHORITIES.

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