When you are a private person…
Building your “private person” blog…
Building your “private person” podcast…
Building your “private person” Twitter presence to promote and
publicize privatize your “private person” blog and your “private person” podcast…
To create a “brand” so that everyone knows what a “private person” you are…
Check the spelling of the link.
Don’t be a #DUMBFUCK
…and then take down the file.
Like a #DUMBFUCK
Do you know what I like about DUMBFUCK? It’s that it can’t stop talking about itself – EVER. This means its stories are never straight, its lies compound and catching it out becomes a simple matter of following up with the official paperwork on file with the Federal Government. You know, fed-to-fed.
Ol’ DUMBFUCK loves talking about its career as a journalist, broadcaster, writer-editor and a whole bunch of other crap. It loves talking about its time at XM radio. It loves talking about its time at the National Institute of Health and USDA. It loves talking about its time serving the US Navy – not once, but twice! It loves talking about how it was a GS-13 making $97,000 a year doing podcasts or how it “ran” the TV and radio stations on major warships. DUMBFUCK loves telling those stories because those stories make it look good.
But did you know DUMBFUCK’s federal civil service started WAAAAAAAAY before it was employed by the NIH or the USDA? That it involved DUMBFUCK in a writer-editor position? Did you know it was a GS-5 when it was hired on at this job? That it was for a very important federal entity at a very important location?
YOU DIDN’T KNOW THIS!?
We know EVERYTHING ELSE about DUMBFUCK because DUMBFUCK can’t shut up about itself. But we don’t know about this mystery job? Why, DUMBFUCK…why??
Maybe because DUMBFUCK didn’t put it on its LinkedIn resumé and instead made up some bullshit employment to cover the gap filled by the mystery job. (Who is ever gonna follow up, right?)
Maybe because DUMBFUCK refuses to publicly acknowledge it was employed at this particular agency and location. (Yet DUMBFUCK will tell you how it peed himself on its front steps. What does that tell us?)
Maybe because DUMBFUCK was forced to resign for reasons that are quite…embarrassing. (Oh, snap!)
Let’s look at DUMBFUCK’s LinkedIn account and see what it was doing…oh…right after it got out of the Navy:
Hmm…that’s funny. Why would something who was discharged from the US Navy in San Francisco, CA (Naval Station Treasure Island) in 1985 go all the way to Watertown, Wisconsin to work as a news director for five short months only to come straight back to California to work the next 2 years in rinky-dink media organizations up and down the coast? That’s certainly strange.
But there is a method to DUMBFUCK’s madness…why else would it list being employed as
- News Director for WTTN/WMLW,
- Managing Editor of the Coalinga Courier, and
- City Hall Reporter/Columnist for The Manteca Record
when it was ACTUALLY employed as a GS-5 Writer-Editor for the Public Affairs Office of Naval Air Rework Facility Alameda?
Oh look…here’s the last SF-50 for its time at NARF Alameda:
One must wonder why DUMBFUCK is not so PROUD of this civil service period of its life? Everything it loves is here! The Navy! Journalism! Federal Civil Service! Fed-to-fed! Pretty good work, snagging a GS-05 position right after being discharged from active duty! Why isn’t it proud enough to share THAT with us when it shares every other detail of its miserable dumbfuck life with us?
I’m sure it had NOTHING to do with its being forced to resign from that position for…well…heh…which is why it NEVER, EVER, EVER talks about working for NARF Alameda.
Thankfully other people were willing to talk about it and point us in the right directions to find official fed-to-fed documents.
Just remember folks:
So when he got fired in the Golden (Shower) State in 1986, was it for touching Boy Scouts in their bathing suit area?
I guess he’s a Big Government Lib’ruhl ‘cuz he knows they don’t have the resources to do even minimal background checks between coasts. You know, just like small town media outlets…or not.
I have determined that if you pump a Blood on the Microphone or Liberal Grouch podcast to a wireless speaker outdoors, it drives away all animals, even down to insects. There is no bird poop on my deck, and there are no rodents after my vegetable garden.
But there are downsides. It only keeps animals away as long as it’s playing, so you have to shut it off if you have a dog you need to let out or if you want to use the grill. Some people, their ears bleed, some, their bowels go to liquid, others projectile vomit. It’s worse than bird poop.
And if you play it too loud your garden will rot, so be very careful.
It may be worth it, but that’s up to you.
…and I didn’t have to lift a finger!
Next it’s going to tell me that all I have to do to make it disappear is to leave it on the curb and it will cause a magical truck come by, with burly men who will throw it in the back and take it away forever.
Wouldn’t that be nice? Unfortunately there’d be another pile of it to throw in the truck again next week. It just keeps piling up.