New letters have arrived: See Updates
About two and half hours ago, I published this blog post about Dr. David M. House and my choice for anonymity.
At 10:47 (on May 29th), this email arrived, demonstrating nicely exactly why I remain anonymous. It's because critics will always try to intimidate or silence people by any means they think are available to them.
Now, there are elements of this person's writing that are clearly similar to one or more of my regular twitter harassers. Not the clown car hood ornaments like @Nadia_artist or @heferdust. They're just disturbed and annoying, but not particularly dangerous. You can sense in this person a much deeper pathology.
It is almost certainly the same person as "Hurtlocker" who posted comments much like this on @TheReidReport's site in February, after she ran a story on Bradley Manning and David House.
The site doesn't link to comments, so you'll have to scroll down to find "Hurtlocker." Since this crank implied that it was all over for me, but nothing happened, well.. perhaps their dirt was raptured?
Also around this same time, one of the vicious sock puppets always harassing me was making similarly random assertions about "Ana Marie Cox." For the record, Ana and I have communicated by email and IMs before, and met in person once in New York during a conference. We have never had any kind of personal relationship, nor any problems of any kind. I suspect this person is simply aware that we've engaged in the past, and is tossing anything against the wall they think might stick—or scare me. (I ain't scared).
As for Skype? Well, I don't do Skype sex, so maybe they're confusing it with the Anthony Weiner situation? (Just kidding, Congressman).
The Nicole Sandler reference is concerning not one letter, but three letters exchanged with Nicole, concerning what I regarded as her tacit support of a smear job done on me by another blogger in a Progressive Email list. To complete strangers, this blogger was trying to imply that I was engaged in some ongoing harassment of her, similar to some well known cranks harassing her on her own website. Not only was this an undocumented fabrication, but in fact, it was consistent with the very low-grade whisper campaign that she herself had been conducting against me for over a year and a half. One that I have tried my best to ignore, no matter how often she and her friends have reintroduced the smears to my public or private Twitter streams. There are many people who can attest to the lengths I have gone to ignore this high school nonsense, but they continually find ways to rekindle it. Perhaps they need the attention more than she does.
In any event, three mutual friends sent me copies of Nicole's messages to the list within minutes of it happening. I contacted her immediately, and expressed my disappointment. Clearly caught in an unpleasant situation, she responded that she didn't say anything she wouldn't say in person, and that I was being far too harsh on Bradley Manning and Glenn Greenwald. I had contemplated going public with this hard evidence of a deliberate smear campaign by this blogger, but after consulting with @Karoli and other close friends, I decided to chalk up her animosity to a legacy of a long defunct friendship with a mutual acquaintance, show a modicum of respect for our past friendship, and just let the matter drop.
I treated our email exchange as quite private, so I can only assume Nicole shared at least one of them with her network of twitter pals, and one of them either is this harasser, or passed on a copy to him or her. Of course, they might only be aware of the letter, too, because Nicole or her friends discussed it. Either way, if it gets published, that's unfortunate, but more for Nicole than for me.
As for tax returns, and cyber sex, and the rest? Well, this is just more noise to try and intimidate and silence me. I know hundreds of women on the Internet. If I had a reputation of disrespectful behavior toward them, you can be damn well sure they would have come forward long before now. But since many of them are my dearest and closest friends, I wouldn't expect that to be happening any time soon
My gut sense? This was not written by a woman, as it first appears to be, but rather, a particularly nasty and manipulative male investigative journalist that I trusted once who is trying hard to make it sound like this was written by some scorned or rejected woman with "a long memory." He deeply resents the work that both Joy Ann Reid and I have done on Manning, feels I've maligned him at times, and has found numerous ways to attack both of us. He, like Glenn Greenwald, is also very well known for sock puppetry, and has a long history of dirty tricks and sending threatening letters, posts, and comments to various progressives in several communities. Finally, this person has close relations with the blogger from the smear effort, and is ideally positioned to know of both the smear, and the letters with Nicole. If I am right, and he is the culprit, I suspect he will reveal himself soon enough. His obsession with me seems to build monthly and he loses control easily.
Of course, there are other suspects. The fun thing about Twitter is that the crowd has a way of coming forward with lots information. I am betting that happens by morning.
If you have any insights about this matter, please email or dm me.
All in all, this is pretty good demo of what I was getting at in my post. Political speech on the Internet has a cost, and it isn't always a whole lot of fun. If you think this is ugly, it's actually rather tame compared to things done to me and my family in the past. If you're going to speak, know the risks.
Good night, friends.
Letters Received: May 30th
Three new letters arrived this morning. Brief comments follow each:
I've redacted the party host's name, and since 1) none of the guests are mentioned (and 2 are good friends), and b) everyone had gone to sleep when we left, I have virtually no reason to believe this is anything more than more tossing of wall stickies.
The last line is typical of the manipulative sociopathic personality, who always thinks they are the smartest person in the room. They can "imply" that I need to be distrustful of my friends and confidants. They always think that's so clever. It's actually rather college-grade smear tactic. I'm getting embarrassed that this person is so lame. Why can't I have quality stalkers?
Of course, no picture arrived with it, as no picture exists.
At this point, the person is just playing to the audience for my posts, thinking that I am somehow fearful of how this looks to my readers. In fact, I am amused, as I know many of them are. This kind of lameness is as telling of how far we've fallen as a nation, when so-called moral progressives (whom I am fairly certain this person pretends to be), stoop to such tactics. The pathetic incompetence of it just adds insult to injury.
More lame "cleverness." This person is clearly a formidable intellect, capable of grand deceptions. By the subject line, the sender tries to imply I must be holding something back in my reprints, knowing that readers would never know the difference. Sure, I might be. But there also might be giant alien obelisks on the moon, and those fuckwits at NASA redacted the photos.
Next, we can expect "I love the way you removed that picture of us in bed together with that underaged penguin. You are such a bastard, Shoq. And soon, all the other penguins will know."
Yeah, my friends are fabulous actors. I am not even going to charge this stalker for the show. Now, the penguin sex, on the other hand. Hell, I might make enough from that to cover my Skype sex charges.
The @stopbeck thing is a bit weird. I mean, given that almost anyone who is even marginally aware of life on Twitter would know that Angelo and I are quite close friends. But fine, more of that see what sticks to the wall stuff. Let's try whatever we haven't yet.
Which brings us to the letter's final entry, Gottalaff.
No surprise that the topic finally gets here, as expected, to an unfortunate topic which I try to avoid, no matter how hard she and her associates continue to trot it out again and again, usually in private, or slightly veiled public threads, for whatever ongoing motive compels them. My friends, followers and readers have never understood the tenacity with which they engage in this annoying, petty, and completely unrequited blood feud. But they seem to enjoy it, and planetary catastrophes notwithstanding, all things will be revealed to us in time.
And yes indeed, there were more than a few emails with her back when we still spoke (over 1.5 years ago). And IMs too. Sadly, they were mostly advice and guidance on how to build and promote web traffic, brand, what things like "server" and "host computer" meant, and what interesting, effective, and ethical blogging should be about. Alas, this too is not exactly good penguin sex. But ok, sure, whatever. They might be entertaining to see published, I suppose, if you're really into rubbernecking very pedestrian dialog between former friends who just fell out.
Letters Received: May 31st
And a pig who is into penguin sex. It doesn't get better than this.
Clearly my tormentors are confident they are in the final stages of assembling (or more likely… producing) whatever exhibits they intend to soon proffer to the entire world, which will almost certainly deal a fatal blow to the Dread Pirate Shoq.
I just hope someone in my Twitter stream works for Gawker, E! or Insider Edition. This kind of ugly negative publicity is the stuff of which fortunes are made in America. I've harassed, molested, and banged enough innocent penguins. It's my turn, god damn it! I want that same piece of the pie that O.J, Mel Gibson, and Robert Blake have already gotten. This could be my ticket to finally getting that date with @kimkardashian, and scamming a backstage pass to the X Factor finale. Holy fuckballz… I am gonna finally meet Simon Cowell!
I just hope my accusers have acquainted themselves with laws of libel, slander, blackmail, disparagement, defamation, and cyber-bullying, as well as how easy it is for skilled sleuths to track internet email and IP addresses. If they produce something convincing enough to appear genuine to the gullible, I might have to mess up their fun with that unpleasant litigation stuff. It's such an orgasm killer, and they probably don't get many of those otherwise. And hell, they might even get sufficiently upset that they would go say something bad about me on Twitter. Oh, what a Little Shoq of Horrors that would be, eh?
Oh dear. We're recycling the name dropping now.
As previously discussed above, Nicole's "note" was a reply to a lengthy letter about her direct and unambiguous Heatheresque complicity in a deliberate, calculated smear of me by one of her good friends—with evidence attached.
There were no insults, but merely expressions of disappointment, an admonishment for revising history in a transparent and self-serving manner (sometimes known as "trying to blow smoke)," and more than a few invitations to simply apologize to me. This she refused to do, preferring instead to merely regret responding to the email thread at all. If she didn't mean it then, I am quite sure she does now.
As stated earlier, I would imagine that several people would be hurt by the publication of those letters (and by this, I mean the complete letters, replete with the entire Progressive email group transcripts enclosed). At least one of the participants would see her image as an obsequious, goody-two shoes blasted to smithereens, and converted into one of a rather slimy mean girl, who behind the scenes was walking in manure up to her bobby socks, using a well-intentioned Progressive's mailing list to spread dirt and defamation for nothing more than her personal agendas.
Again, some might be hurt by the publication of these letters. I am quite confident that I would not be one of them. In fact, I would welcome it. And I would happily provide the full texts of anything left incomplete in the record.
Oh double-dear. Louise's typing is starting to show the emotional stresses and strains of an ill-conceived public campaign to disparage me that has gone horribly wrong.
Louise, if you DM me, I can link you to some excellent counseling sites, as well as some professional primers on the very best psychotropic drugs that money can buy.
I didn't black out Nicole's name, because, as previously stated, she's directly connected to real events, and common sense says that she's directly or indirectly connected to the most guilty party in all of this. That person, my theory says, is not actually Louise, who is probably only trying to serve as an avenger on their behalf, for whatever obsessive-compulsive neurosis compels him or her.
The other blacked-out party is someone I have seen no evidence of complicity from whatever, thus far, and choose to believe that the name was simply thrown into these missives to deflect from the fact that Louise and her little group of tire biters actually have very little hard information. I've seen stiffer cases in Anthony Weiner's twitter stream.
And speaking of dicks, I am starting to think that this little group of defamers, whether male, female, or both, are actually rather limp and somewhat impotent. But at least they can be proud of having embarrassed others. Well done!
I hope we've seen the end of these letters. I will continue to chronicle them because each time I do, some new person peeks out of the Twitter firmament with some new scrap of information about "Louise" and her malodorous mini-mob. Bring it
- About Shoq's Real Identity
- Commentary: Dear Internet: U-G-L-Y, you ain’t got no alibi (by @vdaze)