With what's looking to be the last week of Moochapalooza at Mona's, John gave thanks to his many victims over the years by going all out with
content to encourage the sheep to finance a long stay at a hotel by the following Farcetw*t posts today:
1. A recycled mooch post just before 5pm (This is just a guess but I
don't think he was going on job interviews before that.)
2. A recycled screed trying to draw people to respond
3. A recycled video from 2010
As an avid reader of his run-on sentences, I'm underwhelmed. At this
rate, it's going to be a cold winter for John unless the dumpster is
heavily insulated with broken monitors.
ProTip: Dress warmly. (Tick-tock, Grasshopper!)
PS: It's time to trot out the "too depressed for content" excuse.
On Wednesday, November 22, 2023 at 10:48:53 PM UTC-5, Davey
Zimmerman #274 wrote:
With what's looking to be the last week of Moochapalooza at Mona's,
John
gave thanks to his many victims over the years by going all out with
content to encourage the sheep to finance a long stay at a hotel by
the
following Farcetw*t posts today:
1. A recycled mooch post just before 5pm (This is just a guess but I
don't think he was going on job interviews before that.)
2. A recycled screed trying to draw people to respond
3. A recycled video from 2010
As an avid reader of his run-on sentences, I'm underwhelmed. At this
rate, it's going to be a cold winter for John unless the dumpster is
heavily insulated with broken monitors.
ProTip: Dress warmly. (Tick-tock, Grasshopper!)
PS: It's time to trot out the "too depressed for content" excuse.
This little gem was buried in a word salad. Those last six words
really show the desperation!!!!! Shit's gettin' real in Kalamazoo!
"As of right now I've got a couple hundred bucks on hand. We need to
have about 2250 in hand to handle the toughest scenario that gets
through next month - renting a business-class extended-stay room and
living in it while working to raise money and maybe find some kind of
work."
Kara Mac <karamcnamara0630@gmail.com> wrote in news:8e199e8f-1bc2-4c30-8ea5-fe264d7f976en@googlegroups.com:
On Wednesday, November 22, 2023 at 10:48:53 PM UTC-5, Davey
Zimmerman #274 wrote:
With what's looking to be the last week of Moochapalooza at Mona's,
John
gave thanks to his many victims over the years by going all out with
content to encourage the sheep to finance a long stay at a hotel by
the
following Farcetw*t posts today:
1. A recycled mooch post just before 5pm (This is just a guess but I
don't think he was going on job interviews before that.)
2. A recycled screed trying to draw people to respond
3. A recycled video from 2010
As an avid reader of his run-on sentences, I'm underwhelmed. At this
rate, it's going to be a cold winter for John unless the dumpster is
heavily insulated with broken monitors.
ProTip: Dress warmly. (Tick-tock, Grasshopper!)
PS: It's time to trot out the "too depressed for content" excuse.
This little gem was buried in a word salad. Those last six words
really show the desperation!!!!! Shit's gettin' real in Kalamazoo!
"As of right now I've got a couple hundred bucks on hand. We need to
have about 2250 in hand to handle the toughest scenario that gets
through next month - renting a business-class extended-stay room and
living in it while working to raise money and maybe find some kind of
work."
"We need to" is Mooch-Speak for "the sheep have to provide for me".
I'm waiting for the phrase "scut work" real-fucking-soon!
I love this part: "maybe find some kind of work." Good catch!
Is John admitting he made no effort to find work while "Mona Mooching"?
Other than the fact that John made many comments about not looking for
work before, it may be an unwarranted assumption. But then those nasty
facts get in the way again. Poor little freeloader! As I recall, John
even complained about the sheep for daring to suggest he find work and deleted their comments.
I think the part that comes next is how actual labor will get in the way
of recycled content, cut and paste memes, his ego trip and the need
for bloviation. This will of course be followed by John saying he can't
work any more and a plea for someone to take him in and pay all the
bills in exchange for the privilege of having him mooch.
Myself? I'm betting that it's going to be an extended eviction much like
the last landlord unless a Deus ex Moochus Maximus ensues with someone sending a shitload of money.
Given John supposedly got 1K from someone in the group last February, we
may see a reappearance, however briefly, of the Begging Lamprey of
Kalamazoo for a quick mooching session.
Nothing like a little pre-Holiday entertainment. Looks nice and warm in Kalamazoo for the next 10 days. It's a balmy 26 degrees Fahrenheit right
now. Dress warmly, deadbeat. Maybe karma will keep you warm.
https://wwmt.com/weather
I'll leave you with the following screed from John from 4 days ago:
"I don't need fixing.
I'm okay with not being like everyone else. I'm absolutely fine with
not being "normal." I have no problem keeping a limited circle of close friends I deal with in real life, and honestly as much as I love folks
I'd be perfectly fine living in an abandoned castle on an island in the middle of a lake 200 miles from nowhere, long as I had my petty little conveniences like electricity.
I just need to be able to live, that's all. No amount of drug
treatment, therapy, counseling, church, meditation, or well-wishing is
going to fix that.
I need the resources to live. Roof over my head, clothes,
transportation, internet connection, computer, meaningful and functional access to health care. Material stability.
Everything else comes from that, including the ability to manage my
mental health and mental illness. All the therapy in the world won't be
as useful as just knowing I've got the resources to live on.
I can only imagine the same is true for most people in my situation who
are constantly written off or pigeonholed as "oh, they're mentally ill"
or "oh they're some other thing" like an addict or a survivor of
childhood trauma.
That's not to say there's "no such thing" as mental illness or anything
like it, only that I think a substantial if not majority part of "mental health problems" among the poor are created largely by their poverty,
and you'd be amazed how sane someone with "profound mental health
issues" can be when they're not panicking over how they're gonna eat or
where they're gonna sleep or how they're going to keep their belongings
safe.
I think a LOT of perfectly good-hearted and well-intended people get
caught up in this notion that just going to a 12-step group or church or therapy will solve problems, because those are things that are easy to suggest and direct people toward; you can do it without spending a dime,
so if you're not in a position to help someone out financially you can
at least feel like you're going your best to help.
I don't want to take that away from anyone or disparage them from
trying. It's not even that these things aren't helpful. But if you
want to help people like me and aren't in a position to contribute
directly to their material well-being, the best thing you can do is get
out there and work, hard, every day, to make this a nation and a world
in which nobody has to have whatever their mental health burdens may be exacerbated and energized by material insecurity. For me personally,
that means engaging with my work and telling people hey, this guy's
worth listening to, he's got something to say that we should probably
hear and pay attention to.
I've spent a lot of time in various forms of therapy, and at this point
if I had stability I'd be doing all right. I know how to manage money
and avoid the ravages of poor impulse control now; I just don't have
any. I know how to keep my bills up and get them paid and take care of
my life, I just can't get one.
At this point the damage is so long-lasting that simply fighting the
dumb blockades of capitalism is a full time job - as so many of you
folks who thought you were "normal" are finding out now that the
landlords have grown teeth and realized they can get away with just
about anything because nobody's going to stop them from demanding a 800 credit score, two years of rent up front, and the indentured servitude
of your three oldest children in order to rent a room.
It's not that I don't need whatever help I can get to manage my
dysfunctions; it's that none of that help will be of any value if I
can't afford to live. At best it just keeps me alive to be miserable, anxious, and depressed tomorrow."
Please note that John already had gotten mooched food and a roof over
his head and all that other crap. In exchange, he did nothing of value
for over six months. Instead he told other people to work for him.
PS: Give your sympathy to people who want to better themselves. John
said he doesn't need fixing, just unceasing handouts.
Davey Zimmerman #274 <Chadweasel274@zoho.com> wrote:
Kara Mac <karamcnamara0630@gmail.com> wrote in
news:8e199e8f-1bc2-4c30-8ea5-fe264d7f976en@googlegroups.com:
On Wednesday, November 22, 2023 at 10:48:53 PM UTC-5, Davey
Zimmerman #274 wrote:
With what's looking to be the last week of Moochapalooza at Mona's,
John
gave thanks to his many victims over the years by going all out
with content to encourage the sheep to finance a long stay at a
hotel by the
following Farcetw*t posts today:
1. A recycled mooch post just before 5pm (This is just a guess but
I don't think he was going on job interviews before that.)
2. A recycled screed trying to draw people to respond
3. A recycled video from 2010
As an avid reader of his run-on sentences, I'm underwhelmed. At
this rate, it's going to be a cold winter for John unless the
dumpster is heavily insulated with broken monitors.
ProTip: Dress warmly. (Tick-tock, Grasshopper!)
PS: It's time to trot out the "too depressed for content" excuse.
This little gem was buried in a word salad. Those last six words
really show the desperation!!!!! Shit's gettin' real in Kalamazoo!
"As of right now I've got a couple hundred bucks on hand. We need to
have about 2250 in hand to handle the toughest scenario that gets
through next month - renting a business-class extended-stay room and
living in it while working to raise money and maybe find some kind
of work."
"We need to" is Mooch-Speak for "the sheep have to provide for me".
I'm waiting for the phrase "scut work" real-fucking-soon!
I love this part: "maybe find some kind of work." Good catch!
Is John admitting he made no effort to find work while "Mona
Mooching"? Other than the fact that John made many comments about not
looking for work before, it may be an unwarranted assumption. But
then those nasty facts get in the way again. Poor little freeloader!
As I recall, John even complained about the sheep for daring to
suggest he find work and deleted their comments.
I think the part that comes next is how actual labor will get in the
way of recycled content, cut and paste memes, his ego trip and the
need for bloviation. This will of course be followed by John saying
he can't work any more and a plea for someone to take him in and pay
all the bills in exchange for the privilege of having him mooch.
Myself? I'm betting that it's going to be an extended eviction much
like the last landlord unless a Deus ex Moochus Maximus ensues with
someone sending a shitload of money.
Given John supposedly got 1K from someone in the group last February,
we may see a reappearance, however briefly, of the Begging Lamprey of
Kalamazoo for a quick mooching session.
Nothing like a little pre-Holiday entertainment. Looks nice and warm
in Kalamazoo for the next 10 days. It's a balmy 26 degrees Fahrenheit
right now. Dress warmly, deadbeat. Maybe karma will keep you warm.
https://wwmt.com/weather
I'll leave you with the following screed from John from 4 days ago:
"I don't need fixing.
I'm okay with not being like everyone else. I'm absolutely fine with
not being "normal." I have no problem keeping a limited circle of
close friends I deal with in real life, and honestly as much as I
love folks I'd be perfectly fine living in an abandoned castle on an
island in the middle of a lake 200 miles from nowhere, long as I had
my petty little conveniences like electricity.
I just need to be able to live, that's all. No amount of drug
treatment, therapy, counseling, church, meditation, or well-wishing
is going to fix that.
I need the resources to live. Roof over my head, clothes,
transportation, internet connection, computer, meaningful and
functional access to health care. Material stability.
Everything else comes from that, including the ability to manage my
mental health and mental illness. All the therapy in the world won't
be as useful as just knowing I've got the resources to live on.
I can only imagine the same is true for most people in my situation
who are constantly written off or pigeonholed as "oh, they're
mentally ill" or "oh they're some other thing" like an addict or a
survivor of childhood trauma.
That's not to say there's "no such thing" as mental illness or
anything like it, only that I think a substantial if not majority
part of "mental health problems" among the poor are created largely
by their poverty, and you'd be amazed how sane someone with "profound
mental health issues" can be when they're not panicking over how
they're gonna eat or where they're gonna sleep or how they're going
to keep their belongings safe.
I think a LOT of perfectly good-hearted and well-intended people get
caught up in this notion that just going to a 12-step group or church
or therapy will solve problems, because those are things that are
easy to suggest and direct people toward; you can do it without
spending a dime, so if you're not in a position to help someone out
financially you can at least feel like you're going your best to
help.
I don't want to take that away from anyone or disparage them from
trying. It's not even that these things aren't helpful. But if you
want to help people like me and aren't in a position to contribute
directly to their material well-being, the best thing you can do is
get out there and work, hard, every day, to make this a nation and a
world in which nobody has to have whatever their mental health
burdens may be exacerbated and energized by material insecurity. For
me personally, that means engaging with my work and telling people
hey, this guy's worth listening to, he's got something to say that we
should probably hear and pay attention to.
I've spent a lot of time in various forms of therapy, and at this
point if I had stability I'd be doing all right. I know how to
manage money and avoid the ravages of poor impulse control now; I
just don't have any. I know how to keep my bills up and get them
paid and take care of my life, I just can't get one.
At this point the damage is so long-lasting that simply fighting the
dumb blockades of capitalism is a full time job - as so many of you
folks who thought you were "normal" are finding out now that the
landlords have grown teeth and realized they can get away with just
about anything because nobody's going to stop them from demanding a
800 credit score, two years of rent up front, and the indentured
servitude of your three oldest children in order to rent a room.
It's not that I don't need whatever help I can get to manage my
dysfunctions; it's that none of that help will be of any value if I
can't afford to live. At best it just keeps me alive to be
miserable, anxious, and depressed tomorrow."
Please note that John already had gotten mooched food and a roof over
his head and all that other crap. In exchange, he did nothing of
value for over six months. Instead he told other people to work for
him.
PS: Give your sympathy to people who want to better themselves. John
said he doesn't need fixing, just unceasing handouts.
“But if you want to help people like me and aren't in a position to contribute directly to their material well-being, the best thing you
can do is get out there and work, hard, every day”
Wow. Just wow.
Small wonder that even His soulmate Chadlee can’t defend him
anymore…
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