So yeah, it didn’t take long for David’s “friend” to send him a link to my blog, which by the way he subscribes to (I get the e-mail Word Press sends me every time someone subscribes, and I took a screen capture of your subscription).
Now come the excuses for letting her get away with forging our father’s signature.
Okay, David, you know forgery is illegal—in this case it’s a felony under Ohio law. You were a dispatcher for Cleveland Police and Cuyahoga County Sheriff’s Department. You know you have a duty to report a crime. You know your “mother” is a violent, abusive sociopath who tried to kill your father through neglect. Yet she’s still free, still doing whatever the hell she wants without consequence. Why? Because you’re too chicken-shit to do what needs to be done.
Furthermore, it’s because you, your mother, and our father tossed me out to face homelessness and death on the streets that I am unable to assume any legal or caretaking responsibilities for our father, and for no other reason than I refused to let your mother physically assault me without consequence (I called the police on the bitch, which is more than you ever seem to do), so spare me your baloney.
Now comes the attacks on me.
This from someone who refuses to get a job and uses his mental illness as an excuse for being unemployed. Again, spare me your baloney. At least I have a job and actively seek employment. And again with the ignorant, projecting assertions. There’s nothing complicated about where I work. My boss doesn’t know how to properly run a business. It really is as simple as that. All my co-workers have the exact same opinion. Are we all engaging in some kind of delusional conspiracy theorizing? No. We merely see what’s plainly obvious. I’m amazed at your hate-driven stupidity sometimes.
Ooh, he wants proof! Here it is, liar-boy. It’s way too easy to pwn you, you know.
Now, as to your false assumptions, let me clarify some things, since you’re too stupid to comprehend them.
1.) Aunt Kathy told me Steve wanted to reconcile. I wasn’t very keen on the idea, but you know how insistent she can be, and after six years I figured it was time to see if I could finally get at the truth. So I sent Steve a message on Facebook asking him for his side of things. I wasn’t convinced, especially when he turned the whole conversation into an extended diatribe against our oldest niece and finished up by implying through certain statements that he somehow has authority to dictate what I can and can’t say, and that I somehow don’t have the mental capacity to understand what it is I say. Needless to say, I wasn’t impressed. I got in touch with Mallory and told her what her father was saying about her, because I felt she deserved to know. That’s it. I don’t know where you get off assuming I’m somehow trying to “buddy up” to people simply by providing information I thought they should know, but as always, you’re jumping to conclusions.
2.) Aunt Kathy has taken me to see our father on a few occasions, and I did speak to him a bit. Not much, because much of what I have to say to him is between the two of us and not for audiences, but I did speak to him. At any rate, it’s none of your business, boy. You never had and will never have any authority over me to be dictating what I do or don’t do, and you gave up all right to be angry over anything I say or do in my own defense a long time ago. It’s yourself you should be angry with, for being a lying, bullying, stalking, abusive, violent asshole like your mother.
3.) Why would I not question what you say, given your propensity for lying? Aunt Kathy said you didn’t have your facts straight when I spoke with her on the phone about our father’s amputation. As it turns out, you were right, and I admitted that on my blog, which you know full well having read it.
4.) You’re a fine one to complain about my reading your posts from time to time. (Ironically enough, I don’t actually subscribe to your Twitter feed or your blog, but knowing your user handle, it’s not hard to do a Google search.) But you actively subscribe to my blog and have people you refuse to name sending you screen captures and links to what I write, people who also obsessively follow my posts and flame me on my own blog and in my e-mail. Who’s crazy? Not me, boy. That would be you and your little circle-jerk of pals.
5.) Why would you demand that I be polite or civil to you, when you’ve attacked me verbally, physically, and online on numerous occasions? Why would you expect anyone to respond with anything but the open hostility such deranged behavior deserves? You’re even more delusional than I thought if you think I’m under any obligation to be nice to you after all you’ve done to me. That goes as well for your anti-religious bigotry. I understand there are plenty of people who try to impose their faith on others, and who go out of their way to attack those who don’t share their warped interpretation of their prophets’ teachings. But as many people as there are who are like that, there are so many more who aren’t. Yet you ridicule everyone who believes in something greater than themselves, and you go out of your way to antagonize them. Again, why would you expect them to show you respect or civility? You give none—only hostility, mockery, and dishonest baloney. Hostility, whether overt or covert, begets only one thing, and that’s more hostility. Grow up already. If you can’t take it, don’t dish it out. This isn’t rocket science. It’s a very simple concept. It’s amazing that you’re so stupid and self-centered, as most psychopaths are, that you can’t grasp it.