Monday, December 04, 2006

 

My last words on this bullshit

Unfortunately, this post isn't going to be particularly funny, unless you find people trying to get me raped hilarious. All the fallout from me making fun of girls in the Smith Alumnae Quarterly was initially very amusing to me. I have a pretty thick skin resultant from a year of publicly writing useless bullshit and having people respond to it by calling me a barrage of pejorative terms. I've had people wish herpes upon me, tell me I'm fat and/or ugly and/or a big old slut about a thousand different ways, and suggest that I'm racist/classist/fill-in-the-blank-ist, etc.

Because of this thick skin, I can deal with my boss knowing about what I do on this website, angry e-mails, and even having my cell phone number posted on Craigslist next to naked pictures of me. This information is available on the internet, and using said information is no different that what I did with Tej and every other Smith girl on the internet. You can, for example, look up Tej's name on Google and find the Alumnae Quarterly piece, and since her e-mail address is readily available on Smith's website, I didn't put anything about her that wasn't already easily accessible to anyone with an internet browser except my own personal opinion. If something is in the public domain, it's fair game. I found all of this reaction to the *terrible* crime of mocking people quite silly, albeit somewhat surprising, until last night when I got home from the bar where I was watching football.

I had several text messages and voicemails from a man who called on his way to my apartment, and then again after he had showed up at my place, buzzed me several times, and was put out when I didn't answer. I am VERY relieved that I wasn't home when this occurred, but I wanted to know how this happened. I texted this guy to tell him that I hadn't placed the Craigslist ad, and that it was unfortunate he had been misled into showing up at my home. Based on his response and the tone of his messages, I was under the impression that he genuinely thought that I had personally invited him over and given him my address. Since I did NO SUCH THING, and did not respond to any of the Craigslist people except those whose calls I happened to answer (and my response there was either to hang up or say "I didn't post that on Craigslist, quit calling me"), I can only assume that the person who originally posted the Craigslist stuff had corresponded with him. This would be easily accomplished given the Craigslist format.

For those of you not familiar with how Craigslist works, when you post something, they put an anonymous "reply-to" e-mail link so that people can respond to you without revealing your real e-mail address. Although the Craigslist posts contained my written-out Columbia e-mail, the person who posted as me on Craigslist gave their e-mail as the "reply-to" link. I know this because they stayed up all night Saturday forwarding me correspondence from dudes who had e-mailed the "reply-to" link to ensure that I didn't miss out on any of the dudes sending me pictures of their weiners and promising to do me like I allegedly wish to be done. I suspect that the person who posted these items on Craigslist replied to one of my prospective suitors and pretended to be me, expressed that I would want to meet up with him for a "casual encounter," and sent him my address. That's why I got messages from the dude saying things like, "I'm getting on the train to come to your place right now. Do you need me to pick up a six pack or anything? I should be there by halftime of the Giants-Cowboys game, and it looks like a good game. Not that we'll be spending most of our time watching football." Then I got another message saying "I'm outside your building, I've been buzzing you and there's no answer. Well, I know you're a very busy woman, and I'm not mad, just disappointed. I was really looking forward to hooking up with you." After I texted him saying that I hadn't put up the Craigslist post, he responded with an apology and opined that "nobody deserves to be pranked like that." I agree.

Calling me names on the internet is pranking. Putting my picture up on Craigslist with my home phone number and claiming that I want sex is more malicious, but since my address wasn't included on the Craigslist posts, that could still be considered pranking. A lot of voice mail and e-mail is annoying to delete, but it doesn't really put me in any type of danger. However, deliberately impersonating me, indicating to a stranger that he can expect sex when he arrives, and then sending him to my front fucking door is not a prank. It is a crime. I started to freak out to the point where I couldn't even concentrate on the Seahawks game, and went to my go-to guy in stalker situations to verify this: HotLawyer. He is a criminal defense attorney, and while he doesn't practice in New York, he knows all about what's a crime and what isn't. He informed me that pretending to be me with the intent of sending strangers to my house expecting sex is, depending on the statutes in New York, at the very least "criminal impersonation", and possibly felony accessory to attempted sexual assault. He advised me to file a police report if I was scared.

As much as I hate to admit it, I spent all last night tossing and turning, expecting my doorbell to be rung by a dude ready to ping-pong paddle my ass and stick his dick in me, thinking I have consented to it. I've seen fucking "Law and Order: Special Victims Unit" episodes in which a rape and murder was perpetrated in this very manner. I was, indeed, very scared. Unless you're a spider, it takes a LOT to scare me, but this has accomplished it. The only thing that got me a couple fitful moments of sleep was the knowledge that I have Caesar and he barks and looks intimidating. While Caese sensed that I was upset and worried and consequently went into patrol mode (where he restlessly prowls all around the apartment to secure the perimeter), I know that in reality he is a gentle giant who is afraid of thunder and fireworks, and I can't really count on him for protection. Every time I'd start to drift off, I'd be jolted awake by the slightest noise and return to lamenting the fact that handgun permits are so expensive and difficult to obtain in New York City. Therefore, since I can't sleep, I'm heading off to my local precinct to file a police report. It's at least better than trying in vain to catch some shut-eye while simultaneously anticipating being victimized.

So I'm not going to write any more about this on the blog. When I tell people to bring it on, I mean they should step to me on the comment pages or start their own blog talking about what an asshole I am. I do not mean that they should go disturbingly out of their way to teach me a lesson by setting me up to possibly be raped. Whatever I have written in the interest of being funny, and whether anyone finds it offensive or not, nobody deserves that as a punishment.

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Comments:
Hotlawyer is correct. You should file a police report, if only to create an official record.

This blog has done some good - over my dead body will any of my offspring attend Smith.
 
What's this? Radio silence from Tej et al?! Could it be that someone is shitting her pants wondering whether or not she will be spending the next 8-10 in the federal pen?
 
Aside from the gross over reaction from the baby twat clan, I am gravely disappointed with the caliber of the Tej Offensive. I worry that Smith’s standards may have plummeted. They’re illiterate, irrational, and worst of all, have ZERO sense of humor. BOR*ING. The best part, is that they’re so dumb, they have no idea how much fucking trouble they’re in. What’s worse: Getting kicked out of Smith or getting investigated and potentially prosecuted by the FBI? Not sure, better ask Tej Daddy.
 
Aside from the gross over reaction from the baby twat clan, I am gravely disappointed with the caliber of the Tej Offensive. I worry that Smith’s standards may have plummeted. They’re illiterate, irrational, and worst of all, have ZERO sense of humor. BOR*ING. The best part, is that they’re so dumb, they have no idea how much fucking trouble they’re in. What’s worse: Getting kicked out of Smith or getting investigated and potentially prosecuted by the FBI? Not sure, better ask Tej Daddy.
 
Tej Rewlz...IN JAIL!!!!
 
unfortunately i don't think these unibrowed tubby-bodied smith bitches would mind being locked up with other hairy-armpit feMales in the federal pen.

god, do i wish razzy had some homevideo to post of your faces when you realize that all you accomplished was to double razzy's webtraffic and ego. thanks to you, this blog is better than cable tv. i've checked this website myself several times today and i know you are doing the same.
 
The skinny on Tej and her cohorts(pun intended)is that the act of ID theft is a snap for any bored detective to trace. I don't know how they roll in NY, but here in WA, there are a TON of bored nerds at the state crime lab just waiting to do an IP intercept. The asshole here will probably be looking at jail, or at worst, state time. Either way, though, she is fucked up beyond recognition. Stupid mark. Anyway, here's to Razzy NOT getting sexually assaulted!
 
identity theft with the intent of getting someone raped. oooooohhh - naughty naught smith girls! razzy, go get them! pleeeeaase!!!! for your fans if not for yourself! we will keep up with the developments in the news if you insist on not discussing this further.
 
Shit!

It's a blog.

This person is entertaining you...very well i might add (way to go, razzy.org).

Chill.

But you probably wont.

Why? Cause unfortunately, most of you dumb fucks possess neither the mental aptitude or employment to get close to an ATTRACTIVE, INTELLIGENT female. So, keep hating. I on the other hand will keep reading and enjoying the self-expression.

HATERS SUCK DICK!
FREE SPEECH MUTHAFUCKERS!

Quit harrassing a chick and try to be more supportive.

AND PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, REPORT TEJ TO THE COPS RAZZY. YOU'D BE STUPID NOT TOO!
 
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