After months of relative peace, a man who is so obsessed with me that he literally cannot help himself from making lame attempts to defame me has returned. He does this on an imagined blogo-slight that he has never actually provided any evidence for. He does it through the use of vicious libel.
He has demonstrated an unhealthy emotional investment in my personal faliure, and never runs out of ways to link my employment and my blog together, thus revealing my identity and creating a web trail for my company's IT department to follow. Where, I guess, my employers will discover my political leanings, be instantly appalled, and fire me on the spot.
After all, it's not like they would have any idea of my political leanings.
In the latest in his imaginary ongoing effort to defame me personally, he once again links me with my career to hurl his pointless smears. Along the way, he attacks me as a hypocrite for not personally covering a story halfway around the world that is so saturating the media it is staggering.
Is it irony when someone who actually could do something about it, say, a Minnesota journalist, not only fails to do something, but instead, whines about the media shrinking in fear?
I wonder what, exactly, a Minnesota journalist "could do." Are the readers in my coverage area so underinformed that they need their local community paper to cover this international story?
As he is prone to do, MIdiot fails to understand the most basic concepts of coverage areas and "news beat." By his logic, his community newspaper would be a hypocrite for not covering my city council meeting.
It is a ludicruous argument anyway, to suggest that I can't be a critic of the media without covering every story of which I am critical. Were I to be interested in reducing the debate to that level, I could simply inquire as to why he isn't fighting alongside al Qeada.
But logic has never been Needledick's strong suit. He deals in slime and cheapshots. Like this one:
Hm. Maybe instead of whining about the fearful media, this "journalist" will actually cover the story himself. After he's done covering the local high school girls' basketball game, that is.
This guy is a stalker, so he already knows that I have been filling in for the sports department since our wonderful sporstwriter moved on to greener pastures. He also knows that I have done some work that I am rather proud of like this, this, this, and this. They are of no consequence to John though, when the opportunity arises to mock me as "just a sports journalist."
Those who actually know me, know that I became a journalist because I am a critic. I once had a pretty cushy, union gig that I chucked to attempt to become a journalist. Without a degree in the subject or any previous experience whatsoever, I started small, at a paper so small it doesn't even have a website. As my stalker knows intimately, a few months ago I parlayed that early sweat and tears into a great job, with a great company (founded by a liberal Minnesota governor).
My stalker can't stand that. So he has embarked on what appears to be an endless journey to find a way to screw it up for me.
Let it be a lesson to the blogosphere. There are parasites like this guy out there who have nothing better than to get personally involved with your lives. They might even try to crash your career.
For this guy it's nothing. Just another day's work for a fine example of modern, impotent, liberalism.
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