I wanted to avoid posting a new blog today, but I needed to respond to the person who said something about being impotent. It's a further behind-the-back assault against me that proves the kind of treachery that has been holding me back from the beginning. Who would assault me now but one of the assailants who helped bring you so many hours of bogus entertainment over the last eleven years with material stolen from my online accounts? I hope you identify this person and interrogate her. That's a nice attack on my manhood, too. I really deserve that. She must think they were big men to go on a stage and pretend they were me. I know my language gets a bit course from time to time, having to hear from such horrible people. I hope you can appreciate the stress it puts on me. Backstabbing image violations, precisely like this one, calling me 'impotent,' are an indication of fraud with my music and/or comedy. They probably reached their peak in 2010, with the full support of lawbreaking networks and music labels. You can expect them from poetry frauds and music frauds and their wicked supporters in broadcasting. Those treacherous stinkers would stoop to any low trick. The rest of us should be on guard against them. They use women against me a lot. Let's look at what this new attack is coming on the heels of. We could start in Christmas 2008, when a woman came to my door to try to lure me into a trumped up sex assault charge. I immediately suspected something, knowing how hated I was by women at the time - without knowing why, and closed the door in her face. She was a British brunette, very attractive. That was a response to my reconstructed Christmas post of the time - since replaced. I guess they wanted to throw me in jail for it. Then there was that song I wrote for my good looking neighbor from 2009. That night, she came to a spot below my window where she leveled constant insults. She made absolutely clear how repulsive she thought I was, but I was so used to being hated by then, I let her carry on with it until the man upstairs came out and scared her off. I was used to being hated by girls, too, like the girls who belonged to one of my passing room mates in 2009. They learned all they needed to know about me from the cool band that cruised by and swept them away in a limousine! Women and girls get a lot of information about me from bands and comedians. I can tell by when I ask them if I can use my computer and they tell me to go to my room. Or when they joke about how I found a new friend because I like playing with their seven-year-old brother. Or did they hear about me from Ellen? She's the one who calls me Dodgy Dave, right? Why would anyone need to come to me for anything about myself when there are so many others who can talk to them about me and tell them the most horrible, filthy lies they can think of? Some women are attracted to me, too, but after an experience like that, you tend to leave your guard up. Maybe one day, I'll get over it, whenever people stop going to such irresponsible people for their information about me. Truth is brutal, but it does no good to avoid it. We must remember life's lessons as we go along. Look at my example. Forgetting that portion of my life which gave rise to my music and comedy, however helpless I was to avoid it, put me in a hole. I've been spending the last eleven years of my life climbing out of this damn hole that the TV and radio wanted to fill with a bunch of filthy fucking fraud and I'm not going to erase my account again ever. And keep track of the long line of superstars who all got more respect than me for having their lying name on a fraction of my work because that's how I arrive at the millions of dollars that I think I am owed. And if anyone is commenting on this blog, I'll just repeat that Mike Myers sucks my cock, as well as MAD Magazine and all the stars in my Copyright Issues page. That's the business's own vulgar term for what they do, which they pummeled into my brain for many years, and I think it applies to the character of these offenders most aptly. |
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Saturday, April 21, 2018
The Impotence of Being Earnest
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