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Current Events => The DUmpster => Topic started by: franksolich on May 03, 2011, 08:13:13 AM
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I didn't miss the day; I just never got around to posting this.
This past Saturday, April 30, circa 3:30 p.m. central time, 2:30 p.m. mountain time, marked the sixth anniversary of the beginning of the scam that rocked the internet.
And today (Tuesday), circa 10:00 a.m. central time, 9:00 a.m. mountain time, marks the sixth anniversary of one of the most ludicrous aspects of Doug's stupid ex-wife's prank; when it was announced the primitives had broken into the mail-room at Johns Hopkins Hospital in Baltimore during the middle of the night, to find a "check" that had gotten lost there.
And so on it went, the scam that rocked the internet.
Those with knowledge of real facts in real life know that the late red round one had first been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer in late autumn 2004 (October, if the memory serves me correctly), and that an operation to salvage the situation (it didn't) took place in Seattle in February 2005, after which the late red round one knew his clock was running out. He seemed to accept it with poise and equanimity.
So why the scam, that began circa mid-afternoon April 30, 2005?
Only one person knows, and even she doesn't know, having decomposed into non compos mentis the past six years, from a too-enthusiastic use of pharmaceuticals. Doug's stupid ex-wife (known as "sfexpat2000" during the scam) has demonstrably proven her deterioration into premature arteriosclerosis since the scam; her cerebral cells now brittle or petrified or fossilized.
And so we'll never know.
There is no synopsis or summary of the scam available (and so please don't anybody ask for one), because even those who know the real-life facts, all come up with different ideas. It's like a form of Japanese drama, where there's several eyewitnesses to a single event.....but each eyewitness describes the exact same thing differently.
So if one isn't familiar with the scam that rocked the internet, ignore this and go on to read something else.
But of those who were around, and watched, what are some of your fondest memories of this thing that makes a Rube Goldberg contraption look simple and efficient in comparison?
I'm busy today, but I'll be describing my own this evening, and then tomorrow (Wednesday).
It was truly something to watch, Doug's stupid ex-wife making an ass of herself; and in front of hundreds of thousands of people. There were days when the traffic on P-J Comix's DUmmie FUnnies--one single thread among several hundred each day on freerepublic--exceeded traffic on the whole entire Skins's island, which should give one an idea of the magnitude of the scam that rocked the internet.
(By the way, May 12, nine days hence, marks the fifth anniversary of Fitzmas, when the Bostonian Drunkard made an ass of himself over the non-Indictment of Karl Rove, and that anniversary will be noted at its own appropriate time.)
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Six years already? Wow.
According to DU, I "killed" Andy just yesterday.
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These are my earliest CU memories. Didn't Will Pitt come over for a time and have long discussions with everyone?
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I remember when he signed up as 'Rover' :???: and trolled with a bunch of bullshit, but I didn't sign up until the middle of 2005 and missed most of the fun.
edit: that might have been DA that did that.
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These are my earliest CU memories. Didn't Will Pitt come over for a time and have long discussions with everyone?
He did, and his screen-name is escaping me at the moment. :???:
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I remember when he signed up as 'Rover' :???: and trolled with a bunch of bullshit, but I didn't sign up until the middle of 2005 and missed most of the fun.
edit: that might have been DA that did that.
DA was later, I think, and was one of my all-time favorite DUmmies for his sheer hatred and bile.
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DA was later, I think, and was one of my all-time favorite DUmmies for his sheer hatred and bile.
You mean DistressedAmerican, the one who openly bragged about sleeping with his sister?
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DA was later, I think, and was one of my all-time favorite DUmmies for his sheer hatred and bile.
You forgot morbid stupidity in your description.
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memories
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The Scamdy Affair. My God, what a mess it was at CU. It dragged on for months. It is one of the biggest scandals I have seen.
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We haven't had an honest election since the freepers killed Andy.
The only safeguards against fascism we had were Andy and a few dust bunnies.
My favorite single post of the entire saga was the one where the drunken plagiarist Pitt vowed to grind franksolich under his bootheel, scrape him off with his knife, and feed him to his cat. Thankfully, Pitt has never been a man of his word, except when he announces a plan to get drunk.
Poor, stupid Beth has long since squandered the loot from the swindle. She lost her apartment in sodomy city, moved into the little hump-backed camper in the desert, and now is apparently being evicted from it.
It's tragic that she didn't find someone to invest the Scamdy proceeds for her. Remember, this was at the height of the Bush Prosperity. It was nearly impossible to find an investment that would not yield double-digit returns. If she had done that, and then had the wisdom to see the jug-eared catastrophe on the horizon, she could be well-fixed today, feasting on lobster and sea scallops every night, instead of facing homelessness without a Buick.
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We haven't had an honest election since the freepers killed Andy.
The only safeguards against fascism we had were Andy and a few dust bunnies.
My favorite single post of the entire saga was the one where the drunken plagiarist Pitt vowed to grind franksolich under his bootheel, scrape him off with his knife, and feed him to his cat. Thankfully, Pitt has never been a man of his word, except when he announces a plan to get drunk.
Poor, stupid Beth has long since squandered the loot from the swindle. She lost her apartment in sodomy city, moved into the little hump-backed camper in the desert, and now is apparently being evicted from it.
It's tragic that she didn't find someone to invest the Scamdy proceeds for her. Remember, this was at the height of the Bush Prosperity. It was nearly impossible to find an investment that would not yield double-digit returns. If she had done that, and then had the wisdom to see the jug-eared catastrophe on the horizon, she could be well-fixed today, feasting on lobster and sea scallops every night, instead of facing homelessness without a Buick.
wow, is that true about Beth - poor, destitute and in a precarious eviction situation? She lives in a trailer now? Was she the one married to a comic too? I remember her raking in the dough polluting DU with fundraiser threads, and I think she had some expensive real estate in a posh neighborhood. Maybe I got her confused with someone else, and I wonder if she bilked Flyarm out of money. I don't think she did anything other than sponge off her husband and fund raise if I remember correctly. So darn long ago. She was a fair to moderate looker as I remember too, but a little polluted in the head. Just a little. Haha.
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Not exactly a fond memory, kinda twisted really. I was in our secret hideout with a couple of the other ladies who'd been working on Scamdy. This was post surgery when Andy was admitted into the Seattle hospital crawling with silverfish. Well, they convinced me to call the hospital and find out whether he was there, how he was doing, etc (this is not something I'm comfortable with, usually preferring to stay in the background doing research). Well, somehow or other the operator ended up trying to connect me to his room or the floor or something because someone answered and asked me who I was. Later I found out he'd passed while I was on the phone with the hospital. Creepy.
Cindie
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Not exactly a fond memory, kinda twisted really. I was in our secret hideout with a couple of the other ladies who'd been working on Scamdy. This was post surgery when Andy was admitted into the Seattle hospital crawling with silverfish. Well, they convinced me to call the hospital and find out whether he was there, how he was doing, etc (this is not something I'm comfortable with, usually preferring to stay in the background doing research). Well, somehow or other the operator ended up trying to connect me to his room or the floor or something because someone answered and asked me who I was. Later I found out he'd passed while I was on the phone with the hospital. Creepy.
Cindie
I had forgotten the silverfish!! The poor moonbat had to travel 3000 miles to find a bug-free hospital.
And yes, poor, stupid Beth lost her posh digs in the gay Ci-tay. Furthermore, she served as her mother's financial adviser to the extent that the old lady lost her house. Then both of them and Beth's poor, stupid dogs moved into a little camping trailer somewhere in the California desert where the old lady owned a patch of sand. At one time years ago, she apparently dreamed of it being a horse farm. A month or two ago, poor, stupid Beth put up a couple of posts about how the bank was getting ready to take the place. No word on whether the camper has wheels, or if the bank is taking it as well.
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I never realized that scam started on Walpurgisnacht. I wonder if that has any significance in the DUmmie calendar?
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I never forget arguing with a Freeper and CUer Speed something. Claimed to know everyone and everything.
Recalling him, I wonder if was TIT.
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I never forget arguing with a Freeper and CUer Speed something. Claimed to know everyone and everything.
Recalling him, I wonder if was TIT.
Speed Addiction. He still posts at CU.
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Speed Addiction. He still posts at CU.
The guy that claimed to be a Ranger?
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The guy that claimed to be a Ranger?
That would be him.
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That would be him.
He was a good mole at DU though.
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He was a good mole at DU though.
Yeah, some of his moles were classic back in the day.
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Speed Addiction. He still posts at CU.
I remember Speed Addiction. I remember more when he claimed he went to prison and had a criminal record. I thought it was dubious because who brags about going to prison and having a criminal record.
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I remember Speed Addiction. I remember more when he claimed he went to prison and had a criminal record. I thought it was dubious because who brags about going to prison and having a criminal record.
ditto
There was more to that inclination though, but my memory is foggy but I still have a bit of detail in my brain to a setup that was done for giving information to minions running the Scam that rocked the internet. suffice to say, I lost a large semblance of trust.
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I just saw that scamdy.com now redirects to the Democratic Warrior forum.
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Ahh, the 'scamdal' - perhaps the most botched thing that DU ever got itself entangled with - yet its main (surviving) components continue to actively post there.
Proving once again - it's not what you do, it's who you vote for - when you're a liberal. If the entire Scamdal surrounded conservatives as it did DU, the conservative website would be closed, after it's owners went through a costly investigation - and the co-conspirators would certainly be in prison.
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I just saw that scamdy.com now redirects to the Democratic Warrior forum.
It's flagged as Pornoraphy by the work filter.
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It's flagged as Pornoraphy by the work filter.
HAHA. that is funny. The perpetrators were a crafty bunch.
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I just saw that scamdy.com now redirects to the Democratic Warrior forum.
I'm pretty sure that Ben Burch bought the domain.
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I'm pretty sure that Ben Burch bought the domain.
I do believe you are correct from what I recall. So foggy in the brain....
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I'm pretty sure that Ben Burch bought the domain.
Well, that certainly explains the pornography filter tag.
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I remember Speed Addiction. I remember more when he claimed he went to prison and had a criminal record. I thought it was dubious because who brags about going to prison and having a criminal record.
I've seen lots of DUmmies bragging about their arrests for civil disobedience.
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Can we ask what happened to the money Beth raised?
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Can we ask what happened to the money Beth raised?
That, my dear Ballygrl, is the question that everyone connected to Scamdy considers, but they are all afraid to ask.
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That, my dear Ballygrl, is the question that everyone connected to Scamdy considers, but they are all afraid to ask.
The DUmbasses were so disorganized, I never thought it was clear where they were sending money. A lot probably went to the round red one, but some went to poor, stupid Beth, some went to the already well-off flyarm, some even went to moonbat radio shows, and some probably went directly to a befuddled Johns Hopkins Hospital. The vast majority of the claimed donations surely never existed. At any rate, it all evaporated, just like the uncounted thousands the DUmmis wasted on the Bev Harris scam.
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The biggest mistake Scamdy made--and it wasn't until near the end that it was corrected--was that those involved in Scamdy assumed Doug's stupid ex-wife had a goal and a plan, and would react as if a rational person.
Man, that was a big mistake.
She never even tried to coordinate the lies (as if she thought she didn't have to), although one time the sensitive lad, the piano-playing primitive, did show up on P-J Comix's DUmmie FUnnies to change a story he'd just told on Skins's island.
I already confessed to this a few weeks ago--my own biggest mistake was when, as recipient of voluminous correspondence from members of democraticunderground and others, I got a great many details about real-estate transactions in which the late red round one had indulged, indicating a measure of unusual prosperity, even for the Bush era.
I'm no real-estate expert, and they were all confusing to me.
And I lapsed, thinking like a primitive.
"I don't understand this, so therefore it's not important."
If I had been thinking rationally at the time, whether or not I understood something, I would've passed it on to someone else who might understand it. But I was thinking like a primitive at the time.
"I don't understand this, so therefore it's not important."
So I sat on it for several weeks.....
A prominent election-reform activist in Seattle, kept asking me if I had any "good" information, and I kept saying "no"--not out of malice or distrust, but simply because I didn't think this real-estate information was important. And as it turned out, this prominent election-reform activist could've explained the whole deal to me, as she knew real-estate.
Damn, I was stupid.
One of the biggest unanswered questions involved a communication Doug's stupid ex-wife had with the former owner of our old home, and this same prominent election-reform activist. About the fifth day into the scam--a week hadn't even passed--Doug's stupid ex-wife contacted both of them, one assumes to ease the pressure of the mockery and ridicule, telling them that the late red round one was really dying and that nothing could be done about it.
This was when the "fund-raiser" was at its height, remember.
The prominent election-reform activist had no credibility with the primitives, and very little with proponents of open and honest fund-raising, but the then-owner of our old home enjoyed enormous trust and credibility, and so could've squelched the whole thing right then and there, with revelation of Doug's stupid ex-wife's admission, but didn't.
For those who weren't around, the main reason decent and civilized people questioned the scam was because the late red round one, in self-posted photographs of himself, appeared to be in the pink of health, ruddy and chubby and robust and all that.
Anyone familiar with pancreatic cancer knows that deterioration is swift and precipitous, and this guy's photographs showed none of that.
And thus the constant questioning; is this real, or a fake? Physical appearances made it seem the latter.
He did in fact decline the last couple of weeks, but that wasn't until nearly two months into the Scamdal.
Ah, memories.....of the inept "detective work" of Fat Che, of the "threats" of the bloated cross-eyed Iowa primitive, of the phlegmatic hate of the Polynesian queen the primitive woman bothered by cold weather, of the antics of Leona Helmsley of DUmmieland the "flyarm" primitive, of the inability of the sensitive lad to articulate any discussion of facts.....
Good times, good times.
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Can we ask what happened to the money Beth raised?
It never went through her.
There's significant disagreement even among those who know the real-life facts, about how much was actually raised. franksolich's theory is that not much was really raised, and most of that came from decent and civilized people gulled by the scam, not from primitives.
The money was directed to the late red round one's Paypal account, which even before the scam showed a substantial "plus" balance, or via mail to his home. Not a cent passed through the fingers of Doug's stupid ex-wife.
However.
However.
However.
This is only theory, and alas we'll never know for sure, but it looked to me as if the funds were intended for Doug's stupid ex-wife, who was at the time having considerable financial problems.
The late red round one was dying, and knew it.....and so didn't care much. The late red round one was notorious for his pranks, his practical jokes.
And so one can easily see the "cause" being given to her, as a legacy or something, from him.
In theory, the money once collected was to go from the late red round one to Doug's stupid ex-wife, but alas the late red round one declined too fast, and so the money--a small amount, probably, in my own opinion--wasn't gotten out in time.
If things had been more regular, the funds would've ended up in the late red round one's estate, but probably the late red round one's "husband," termite, who had access to all of the late red round one's assets, cashed the checks and cleaned out the Paypal account before an attorney for the estate could find them.
This is only theory, and we'll never know for sure, given the cerebral decomposition of Doug's stupid ex-wife.
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wow, is that true about Beth - poor, destitute and in a precarious eviction situation? She lives in a trailer now? Was she the one married to a comic too? I remember her raking in the dough polluting DU with fundraiser threads, and I think she had some expensive real estate in a posh neighborhood. Maybe I got her confused with someone else, and I wonder if she bilked Flyarm out of money. I don't think she did anything other than sponge off her husband and fund raise if I remember correctly. So darn long ago. She was a fair to moderate looker as I remember too, but a little polluted in the head. Just a little. Haha.
Yeah, you've been out of the loop for a while.
She had to leave her apartment in San Francisco some months after divorcing Doug, and moved in with her mother in a trailer house somewhere in the desert of central California, where she presently resides.
The good-natured Leona Helmsley of DUmmieland, the "flyarm" primitive--now exiled into the Wilderness from Skins's island--had too much savvy to be taken in by the scam, although she did allow Doug's stupid ex-wife to "use" her.
How well one remembers: (a) that the late red round one and Leona were "bestest" of friends. but then (b) Leona was scheduled to go off on a shopping spree in Paris right in the middle of the scam, a point which Doug's stupid ex-wife repeatedly made; "we've got to hurry and raise this money before she has to take off."
If one of one's "bestest" friends were dying, wouldn't it have been more natural to defer such a trip until later?
Leona, like the late red round one, was just "used," nothing more than that.
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I'm pretty sure that Ben Burch bought the domain.
Yeah, Fat Che did.
I was the owner of the domain for a couple of years, and then let it lapse because the issue was by then stale, and traffic, other than with ISP (internet service provider) numbers ending in ".gov" and ".edu", had declined to nearly nothing. I just let it lapse, a decision I announced at our old home at the time.
Then some months later, Fat Che bragged on democraticwarrior about how I had "forgotten" to renew it, and crafty Fat Che had snapped it up.
Which of course was nonsense; I had let it lapse, and anyone who wanted the domain name was welcome to it.
With it being in Fat Che's dirty grubby fingers, I knew it would end up being pornographic.
Fat Che was something else, to put it mildly. He had an obsession about collecting ISP numbers. He probably used to cut them out with scissors, and paste them into an album, as if collecting postage stamps.
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Yeah, some of his moles were classic back in the day.
It was one of speed_addiction's moles that prompted the lala_rawraw primitive to advise all the other primitives that getting franksolich was what they had to do, as franksolich was "the brains of the outfit."
A perception of myself that left me speechless.
franksolich has always been a follower, never a leader.
It was obvious to everyone--excepting, of course, the primitives--that franksolich was nothing more than the rodeo clown, the "front" to keep the crowd entertained while others wrestle with dangerous beasts.
Others smarter than me did the real work; I was merely the distraction, and I hope, an amusing one.
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The Scamdy Affair from what I remember dragged on to 2006. It was a mess. Talking about a scam and how the money was handled.
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The Scamdy Affair from what I remember dragged on to 2006. It was a mess. Talking about a scam and how the money was handled.
Its finale, really, was in autumn 2005, when someone at our old home, deep-searching the internet, found that "personals ad" by Fat Che, from the mid-1990s.
I wish to God I could remember who it was, who found that.
Everybody--from both the real world and democraticunderground--was at Scamdy that night, and upon seeing that, there was this collective "oh my, this has degenerated into a farce" feeling, after which the whole thing began to wither, kept alive only by fond memories of the event.
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Its finale, really, was in autumn 2005, when someone at our old home, deep-searching the internet, found that "personals ad" by Fat Che, from the mid-1990s.
I wish to God I could remember who it was, who found that.
Everybody--from both the real world and democraticunderground--was at Scamdy that night, and upon seeing that, there was this collective "oh my, this has degenerated into a farce" feeling, after which the whole thing began to wither, kept alive only by fond memories of the event.
We had some great researchers, though! No matter how many times people pointed out the lies, the daily glaringly obvious lies the DUmmies refused to see the truth (well, Will Pitt did, but then buried his head again). In the end, karma worked...he was done in by a little dog named Ballot who scratched at his stitches and gave him an infection. All could've been avoided had his significant other decided to pay for life-saving surgery instead of a bathroom remodel. Such a tragedy.
Cindie
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I remember reading about all this on FR and in PJ Comix DUmmie FUnnies. Frank, PJ, and Charles had ALL the info on this whole thing, including how the DUmmies DIRECTLY blamed conservatives in general, and FR in particular, for exposing the illegal fundraising, the lies, etc.
I guess Pitt's "scoop" on the sealed Karl Rove indictment is next.
Damn, has it been 24 business hours already. :rotf:
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We had some great researchers, though! No matter how many times people pointed out the lies, the daily glaringly obvious lies the DUmmies refused to see the truth (well, Will Pitt did, but then buried his head again). In the end, karma worked....
Yeah, the famous last words of Fat Che, when sometime in late summer 2005, he announced to the primitives that he was "giving up" on trying to nail us; that everyone would have to wait for kharma to take care of things.
Which, quite obviously, kharma did.
The six years since, none of the prominent Andyite primitives has prospered--Doug's stupid ex-wife getting divorced and moving into a crowded trailer with her aged mother out in the desert, Fat Che losing his home to foreclosure, the sensitive lad in all sorts of trouble and now forced to work in a menial job.....
.....while all of those involved with Scamdy appear to have flourished, even in this lousy 0bameconomy.
I guess kharma does work.
In passing, I have to explain something else, which delilah might remember.
There is a reason she is "Doug's stupid ex-wife," although for a short while before then, "sfexpat2000" (now EFerrari) was "Doug's stupid wife," as she wasn't divorced yet.
You might recall a day in late May 2005, when Doug's stupid ex-wife was all paranoid and rattled that she was being "stalked" (no such thing ever happened), and whining about it all the time on Skins's island. That particular day, she posted a news-story from an "alternative media" about an employee of the election commissioner in Seattle, who alleged she was being followed by men in uniforms, and her garage and garbage checked by men in uniform.
This individual allegedly had close ties with the late red round one, and Doug's stupid ex-wife said she was one her own dearest, closest, bestest, friends.
After that campfire had been burning for 30-45 minutes, one of our moles posted a news-story from a mainstream source about the same employee of the election commissioner in Seattle; that the individual (who was the same person in both stories) had been arrested that same day, for hiding or distorting ballot results.
As we hoped, a bona fide primitive, a real primitive, noticed the similarity in the name and circumstances, and asked Doug's stupid ex-wife, at the second campfire (the one posted by this side), about the matter.
To which Doug's stupid ex-wife blithely commented: "Who is she? I never heard of her."
"Doug's stupid ex-wife" looks rather benign and bland in print, but believe me, when I write the word "stupid" in that phrase, I'm also uttering the word with incredulous loathing and contempt for such a pathological liar who said just whatever she felt like saying. When saying it aloud, I can put real contempt into that word, "stupid."
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I remember reading about all this on FR and in PJ Comix DUmmie FUnnies. Frank, PJ, and Charles had ALL the info on this whole thing, including how the DUmmies DIRECTLY blamed conservatives in general, and FR in particular, for exposing the illegal fundraising, the lies, etc.
For the record, and I'm putting myself under sworn oath when writing this, despite what the primitives think, P-J Comix and Charles had nothing, nothing at all, to do with the famous Scamdy.
Scamdy was a group of people--at its maximum 16, at its usual 12--drawn from P-J Comix's DUmmie FUnnies, our old home, and members of democraticunderground disgusted with the spectacle. None of these people were P-J Comix or Charles.
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Since delilah self-disclosed, I guess I can feel free to comment that, in this rather contentious group of people that made up Scamdy, left and right, delilah was the "peace-maker" between the two sides (we had a lot of arguments).
delilah is one Hell of a diplomat, a gracious lady of class and elegance with a special talent for unembittering people. Water and oil usually don't mix, but damn, delilah made them mix, all to our profit.
And of course franksolich remains very fond of, and grateful to, those from democraticunderground who helped, but alas who cannot be named.....
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We had some great researchers.....
A few times, the research was a little too good--or really, rather more that this cannon was a little too loose.
It was during the Scamdal that I invented the DUmmie ALERTS! that frequently interrupted P-J Comix's DUmmie FUnnies (I never did learn what P-J thought about it, if it was okay with him, or he resented it).
One of the researchers came across a photograph showing the sensitive lad, the piano-playing primitive, looking in adulation at then-Secretary of State for Ohio, Keith Blackwell. The sensitive lad at the time worked for a music store, and was showing Keith a grand piano.
At least on Skins's island, the sensitive lad showed nothing but contempt for Keith Blackwell, but here was this photograph.....the Adoration of Keith Blackwell (R).
I immediately ran to the DUmmie FUnnies with this photograph.
Sometime later, the sensitive lad whined to freerepublic about the photograph, as it was supposed to be "private" or something, and the owner, Jim Robinson, yanked the whole DUmmie FUnnies thread, and it remains buried today.
On the basis of things historical, that was but a small loss--there were after all many other DUmmie FUnnies threads (still intact to this day), and this was just a small part of the collection, but damn, it had some really good stuff in it.....and was the biggest DUmmie FUnnies of them all, in terms of traffic and comments.
Sometimes this cannon gets a little loose.....
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For the record, and I'm putting myself under sworn oath when writing this, despite what the primitives think, P-J Comix and Charles had nothing, nothing at all, to do with the famous Scamdy.
Scamdy was a group of people--at its maximum 16, at its usual 12--drawn from P-J Comix's DUmmie FUnnies, our old home, and members of democraticunderground disgusted with the spectacle. None of these people were P-J Comix or Charles.
Remember this one: Pitt got pinched, and pissed!
DUmmie FUnnies (http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-bloggers/1405019/posts)
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All in all, I'm glad it's over...though it ended badly for some. I know DUmmies are self-delusional but it's still infuriating to see fellow human beings being so ****ing, glaringly, deliberately stupid.
Cindie
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Remember this one: Pitt got pinched, and pissed!
DUmmie FUnnies (http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-bloggers/1405019/posts)
That was quite illuminating. Thanks for posting that.
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Since delilah self-disclosed, I guess I can feel free to comment that, in this rather contentious group of people that made up Scamdy, left and right, delilah was the "peace-maker" between the two sides (we had a lot of arguments).
delilah is one Hell of a diplomat, a gracious lady of class and elegance with a special talent for unembittering people. Water and oil usually don't mix, but damn, delilah made them mix, all to our profit.
And of course franksolich remains very fond of, and grateful to, those from democraticunderground who helped, but alas who cannot be named.....
Ah thanks frank! That's why you're my one and only internet crush...you're just so suave!!! :blowkiss:
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From Diesel Driver's provided link, a nice summation (comment from a DUer).
Who knows. This has been bouncing around like a ping pong ball. First it was $25k, then $50k, then the checks got lost, then Andy posts a thread about writing a 'hot check,' then he deletes his own thread, Skinner has not posted any clarifications, I don't even know what the surgery date is anymore, and now the whole diagnosis has changed.
Oh my.
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All in all, I'm glad it's over...though it ended badly for some. I know DUmmies are self-delusional but it's still infuriating to see fellow human beings being so ****ing, glaringly, deliberately stupid.
I loved watching the DUmp get fleeced.
It's ironic that the round red homo is a DUmp icon, allegedly of the posthumous variety.
Between the Andyscam and the Bevscam, he was involved in the two of the three biggest humiliations in DUmp history, the other of course being Fitzmas.
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I loved watching the DUmp get fleeced.
It's ironic that the round red homo is a DUmp icon, allegedly of the posthumous variety.
Between the Andyscam and the Bevscam, he was involved in the two of the three biggest humiliations in DUmp history, the other of course being Fitzmas.
I LOVED Fitzmas. I believe that anniversary is coming up in about 24 business hours. :rotf:
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I know DUmmies are self-delusional but it's still infuriating to see fellow human beings being so ****ing, glaringly, deliberately stupid.
And lying asses at that.
When franksolich says "DUmmies lie," franksolich knows what he's talking about.
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If I am correct the fund raising for Andy Stephenson was legally questionable at best.
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One of these days, I am going to start scoring "Scamdy ! : The Musical !" - A tale of love, life, and lies.
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One of these days, I am going to start scoring "Scamdy ! : The Musical !" - A tale of love, life, and lies.
Yes....yes....yes.
I always swore that when I get around to winning the Powerball lottery, I was going to hire all these creative people to make a Broadway musical comedy, possibly a Hollywood movie, out of Scamdy.
Freeper the idea man, P-J Comix the script, Charles the lyrics, and you, sir, the music.
The whole thing demands expression.
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All in all, I'm glad it's over...though it ended badly for some.
One thing I regret, madam, is that the fallout from Scamdy prevented P-J Comix from winning some blog award, because primitives, and primitive-like beings, yelled and screamed about him having been associated with Scamdy, and how he "killed" the late red round one.
Which of course was untrue; he had nothing to do with it.
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One thing I regret, madam, is that the fallout from Scamdy prevented P-J Comix from winning some blog award, because primitives, and primitive-like beings, yelled and screamed about him having been associated with Scamdy, and how he "killed" the late red round one.
Which of course was untrue; he had nothing to do with it.
And, if memory serves, Crockspot took a beating over at wikipedia because of it as well.
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What's Fitzmas?
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And, if memory serves, Crockspot took a beating over at wikipedia because of it as well.
I am not surprised by that happening to the late Crockspot. The whole Scamdy was a massive scandal, probably the largest scandal I have seen on the Internet. I have yet to see a scandal on the scale of Scamdy or larger.
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What's Fitzmas?
That glorious moment that gave us the phrase "24 business hours."
From the master himself:
Dummie Funnies (http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-bloggers/2249183/posts)
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One thing I regret, madam, is that the fallout from Scamdy prevented P-J Comix from winning some blog award, because primitives, and primitive-like beings, yelled and screamed about him having been associated with Scamdy, and how he "killed" the late red round one.
Which of course was untrue; he had nothing to do with it.
I recall that as well. Unfortunately, the dummies really ganged up all over the net against him in the vote.
Voter fraud :hammer:
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That glorious moment that gave us the phrase "24 business hours."
From the master himself:
Dummie Funnies (http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-bloggers/2249183/posts)
Oh OK, I heard about that 1.
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However, if any of the DUmmie were to win a Pulitzer for their contribution to the whole fiasco it would be Will Pitt's screeds of disbelief when he realized, ever so briefly, that he'd been had!
Cindie
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However, if any of the Dummies were to win a Pulitzer for their contribution to the whole fiasco it would be Will Pitt's screeds of disbelief when he realized, ever so briefly, that he'd been had!
Cindie
Yes, indeed, they conveniently forget the facts. :cheersmate:
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That was quite illuminating. Thanks for posting that.
Notice, sir, that had 4,575 comments on it.
P-J Comix was racking up some, uh, rather substantial numbers during the Scamdal.
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What's Fitzmas?
You'll find out in about a week, madam.
It was another embarrassment of massive proportions for Skins's island.
It took place in May 2006, and is a little more understandable to newcomers than the Scamdal.
I apologize for not having any summary or synopsis of the Scamdal, but it was s-o-o-o-o-o complicated that really, one had to be there to see it, to believe it. To date, no one yet has understood it.
This sixth anniversary of the Scamdal is sort of like a high-school reunion, where the spouses of classmates have to sit back, unilluminated, while their other halves discuss high-school days.
But Fitzmas was different in that respect.
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From redwhit's links:
http://www.conservativecave.com/index.php/topic,28553.0.html
which will lead you to these:
http://www.conservativecave.com/index.php/topic,7196.0.html
All compliments of our fabulous curator, franksolich. :clap:
The entire history of Fitzmas.
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“Fitzmas Time Is Hereâ€
Fitzmas time is here
Time to drink some beer
Fun to watch the Bushies fall
As they get frog-marched out of here
[/Charlie Brown]
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Yes, indeed, they conveniently forget the facts. :cheersmate:
The primitives forgot it all.
One recalls that every July 7, for four years, the primitives sat around a campfire remembering the late red round one, and talked about how they were never going to forget him, the greatest man that ever lived, for the rest of their lives; that he was immortalized in their memories, enshrined in their thoughts.
But on the fifth anniversary of the late red round one's death from infection, July 7, 2010, there was not a word of the immortal late red round one on Skins's island, and so decent and civilized people, proponents of open and honest fund-raising, had to remember the late red round one over here instead.
http://www.conservativecave.com/index.php/topic,46254.0/
The remembrance thread includes things now long forgotten, such as this:
.....the whine of the psychotic primitive, the "psychic" primitive "JoanAlpern," that the red round one had given her a rubber check for $300--that one in particular always struck me, because if the psychotic primitive was in fact a psychic, she could've foretold the check was no good in the beginning.....but of course most people wouldn't need any psychic talents to discern it was no good.
Good times, good times.
But as I "unsticky" this, I sit back and wonder; what was the reason for the scam?
But it's useless wonder, as we'll never know, and the only person in the whole world who does know, the data's now fossilized in her petrified brain-cells.
I don't suppose there's anybody around who can claim to be as intimately-acquainted with Doug's stupid ex-wife as franksolich via her comments on Skins's island since November 2004 (and from no other place, either on the internet or in real life; only Skins's island). Others have caught sporadic glances of her here-and-there, but franksolich has been eyewitness, first hand and up close, to her daily erosion into premature arteriosclerosis, due probably to a combination of a vigorous Hate (Hate is after all hard on the brain-cells) and an overuse of mood-altering pharmaceutical drugs.
Doug's stupid ex-wife turns 56 years old this year, but already she's reminiscent of the Duchess of Windsor the last ten years of her own life, unable to form a coherent thought, unable to recognize people and things, unable to express herself excepting in short, bitter, nasty, angry phrases, unable to keep a line of thought more than a couple of seconds, unable to remember.....
Sometime near the beginning of the Scamdal, I had predicted on P-J Comix's DUmmie FUnnies that this whole thing was likely to wind down as a medieval morality play, and indeed it has.
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As an active member at CU at the time, I missed the whole event as it unfolded because, as had become my practice, I took off around 3 or 4 months from posting each year towards the summer. When I came back I had some reading to do to catch up, but what struck me was how the admins and some of the prominent primitives went back and forth on whether this was a scam or not. Just the way the whole thing unfolded left a lot of unanswered questions. Then after he died anyway, the primitives had to rewrite the whole event to make it where they were always 100% confident he was really ill and that a bunch of conservatives at the site that shall not be named somehow conspired to kill him by delaying his surgery. At least AS provided a measure of entertainment at the end of his existance, so his life wasn't a total failure.
All in all, it was like most events that unfold on Skin's island where reality has to be altered to fit the predetermined narritive.
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You'll find out in about a week, madam.
A business week, mind you.
:whistling:
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what was the reason for the scam?
Money. The Andyscam came in the immediate aftermath of Bev Harris's fabulously successful fleecing of not just the DUmp, but the entire moonbat universe. The round red homo, like all the "election reform" people, was a grifter. Poor, stupid Beth Ferrari was starting on the road to destitution, paved with Doug's drugs. The DUmp was still enraged by Dubya's Rove-engineered victory in Ohio. Finally, the DUmbasses had just begun to feel the humiliation of the Bev swindle, and she and the homo were at war with one another. Andyscam caught the DUmbasses on the rebound. The stars were aligned.
At least, that's how I remember it.
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Money. The Andyscam came in the immediate aftermath of Bev Harris's fabulously successful fleecing of not just the DUmp, but the entire moonbat universe. The round red homo, like all the "election reform" people, was a grifter. Poor, stupid Beth Ferrari was starting on the road to destitution, paved with Doug's drugs. The DUmp was still enraged by Dubya's Rove-engineered victory in Ohio. Finally, the DUmbasses had just begun to feel the humiliation of the Bev swindle, and she and the homo were at war with one another. Andyscam caught the DUmbasses on the rebound. The stars were aligned.
At least, that's how I remember it.
Sounds like a crime right there.
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Sounds like a crime right there.
The way GOBUCKS described it seems pretty much "why" it happened.
There was no crime, though, other than omission of registering, &c., &c., &c., small potatoes.
The second-biggest crime was a moral crime, Doug's stupid ex-wife lying to the primitives.
The biggest crime in the Scamdal was just the sheer mind-boggling stupidity of it all.
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The way GOBUCKS described it seems pretty much "why" it happened.
There was no crime, though, other than omission of registering, &c., &c., &c., small potatoes.
The second-biggest crime was a moral crime, Doug's stupid ex-wife lying to the primitives.
The biggest crime in the Scamdal was just the sheer mind-boggling stupidity of it all.
Still, that whole thing was shady, legal or not.
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Still, that whole thing was shady, legal or not.
Yes, indeed it was; questionable from the start.
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Yes, indeed it was; questionable from the start.
That's what is the impression I got. It was the biggest scandal I have seen to date.
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That's what is the impression I got. It was the biggest scandal I have seen to date.
Since Doug's stupid ex-wife's prank brought down much ill-will, distrust, and general bad feelings about Skins's island, many have wondered why my fellow alum never exiled her from the island, having done so much damage to its good name.
But then one has to pause and remember why Skins's island exists; to identify, attract, and sequester the weirder fringes of the Democrat party, so they're hidden from much of the general public, and hence can't do too much damage to the reputation of the Democrat party itself.
Imagine, for example, the damage Pedro Picasso, the "Atman" primitive, could do to the Democrat party and its candidates if free to wander around the internet, instead of being cooped up on Skins's island.
My fellow alum Skins probably doesn't care much for Doug's stupid ex-wife, personally, but he's doing his job, keeping her on Skins's island, hidden out of sight, rather than running amok on the whole internet.
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Since Doug's stupid ex-wife's prank brought down much ill-will, distrust, and general bad feelings about Skins's island, many have wondered why my fellow alum never exiled her from the island, having done so much damage to its good name.
But then one has to pause and remember why Skins's island exists; to identify, attract, and sequester the weirder fringes of the Democrat party, so they're hidden from much of the general public, and hence can't do too much damage to the reputation of the Democrat party itself.
Imagine, for example, the damage Pedro Picasso, the "Atman" primitive, could do to the Democrat party and its candidates if free to wander around the internet, instead of being cooped up on Skins's island.
My fellow alum Skins probably doesn't care much for Doug's stupid ex-wife, personally, but he's doing his job, keeping her on Skins's island, hidden out of sight, rather than running amok on the whole internet.
Gees. I wonder what other scams Doug's ex-wife has and is involved in.
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Gees. I wonder what other scams Doug's ex-wife has and is involved in.
Taking advantage of her elderly and vulnerable maternal ancestress.
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That's what is the impression I got. It was the biggest scandal I have seen to date.
I'm not sure about that. As far as swindles go, the Andyscam was probably small potatoes compared to the loot Bev Harris's Black Box Voting scam generated. The vast majority of the money reportedly contributed to the round red homo never existed. The Andyscam was just a lot more imaginative and entertaining.
Silverfish! Dust bunnies! Pitt doubts! Pitt threats! Termite eating wood! Lost checks! Breaking into Johns Hopkins! "Politicize my plight!" Baseball bats!
PayPal intervention! Lurking freepers! Baltimore Orioles owner!
Today's DUmp is a dull, pale loony bin by comparison.
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Mail room ninjas...
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You have to admire how completely the DUmmies were duped! Because the hospital in the late red round one's own back yard (not the one with the silverfish) was so successful with it's pancreatic cancer protocols that other hospitals (including JH) adopted them. Thus he could have saved wear and tear on his poor pancreas (all those dinners, barhopping, and gallivanting his way across the country to JH, where supposedly a check was waiting in the mail room) and had life saving surgery in Seattle.
Or, had his very special primary care doctor, who deferred to the late red round one in making the decision about where to get treatment, just referred him to JH (they even have a web form for this) admittance wouldn't have been a problem and WA medicaid would've picked up the tab. There isn't a hospital in this country who would tell a dying man to pay upfront for life-saving surgery. At the very least they'd refer him to a hospital that takes charity cases.
Thus they deserved their fleecing!
Cindie
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Six years already? Wow.
According to DU, I "killed" Andy just yesterday.
I was part of that "death Squad" as well. Once we determined that they all were indeed guilty of mail fraud (among other things) the long knives came out. It was pure theater for a while.
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You mean DistressedAmerican, the one who openly bragged about sleeping with his sister?
I liked DA. He was very entertaining ... in a moronic sadistic sad kind of way.
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You have to admire how completely the DUmmies were duped! Because the hospital in the late red round one's own back yard (not the one with the silverfish) was so successful with it's pancreatic cancer protocols that other hospitals (including JH) adopted them. Thus he could have saved wear and tear on his poor pancreas (all those dinners, barhopping, and gallivanting his way across the country to JH, where supposedly a check was waiting in the mail room) and had life saving surgery in Seattle.
That's where the late red round one did in fact have surgery in February 2005, two months before the Scamdal was launched. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if a "Whipple" was done there.
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That's where the late red round one did in fact have surgery in February 2005, two months before the Scamdal was launched. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if a "Whipple" was done there.
(http://i883.photobucket.com/albums/ac32/gobucksnumbers/mr_whipple.jpg)
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(http://i883.photobucket.com/albums/ac32/gobucksnumbers/mr_whipple.jpg)
You know, that perked up my nostrils, this "Whipple" business.
It just seemed suspicious, that so many of the primitives knew so much about the "Whipple" procedure for pancreatic cancer, whereas proponents of open and honest fund-raising had to scramble all over the place, researching it.
It didn't ring right, the primitives knowing more than decent and civilized people did.
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You know, that perked up my nostrils, this "Whipple" business.
It just seemed suspicious, that so many of the primitives knew so much about the "Whipple" procedure for pancreatic cancer, whereas proponents of open and honest fund-raising had to scramble all over the place, researching it.
It didn't ring right, the primitives knowing more than decent and civilized people did.
That's where the imperious DUmmy flyarm, Arlene Martinez, came in. Flyarm, now a star among the smug snots at OET, was a technical expert on all aspects of the surgery, and insisted it could only be done in Baltimore. It was her opportunity to brag about an acquaintance with a bona fide tycoon, Peter Angelos, owner of the Baltimore Orioles. It was the kind of opportunity Pam Dawson would kill for. I wonder if he ever heard of the scam.
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That's where the imperious DUmmy flyarm, Arlene Martinez, came in. Flyarm, now a star among the smug snots at OET, was a technical expert on all aspects of the surgery, and insisted it could only be done in Baltimore. It was her opportunity to brag about an acquaintance with a bona fide tycoon, Peter Angelos, owner of the Baltimore Orioles. It was the kind of opportunity Pam Dawson would kill for. I wonder if he ever heard of the scam.
The primitives' knowledge of the "Whipple" seemed, well, so "rehearsed," as if they'd been briefed on the subject beforehand.
There was a precedent for this, a couple of months before the Scamdal. The brouhuahua over Bev Harris had died down by late winter 2005, but she was still being discussed muchly in the obscure "election reform" forum on Skins's island, by the usual culprits.
I was struck by that all of them were throwing around obscure legal terms in Latin, as if they'd been personally taught by Julius Caesar or Marcus Aurelius, and had been speaking Latin all their lives.
But upon later examination, it was obvious the primitives were merely re-quoting each other.
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Money. The Andyscam came in the immediate aftermath of Bev Harris's fabulously successful fleecing of not just the DUmp, but the entire moonbat universe. The round red homo, like all the "election reform" people, was a grifter. Poor, stupid Beth Ferrari was starting on the road to destitution, paved with Doug's drugs. The DUmp was still enraged by Dubya's Rove-engineered victory in Ohio. Finally, the DUmbasses had just begun to feel the humiliation of the Bev swindle, and she and the homo were at war with one another. Andyscam caught the DUmbasses on the rebound. The stars were aligned.
At least, that's how I remember it.
Great recap! :cheersmate:
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The Andyscam was just a lot more imaginative and entertaining.
Silverfish! Dust bunnies! Pitt doubts! Pitt threats! Termite eating wood! Lost checks! Breaking into Johns Hopkins! "Politicize my plight!" Baseball bats!
PayPal intervention! Lurking freepers! Baltimore Orioles owner!
Today's DUmp is a dull, pale loony bin by comparison.
Yes indeed! Cooking and baking group trumps. :tongue: :rotf:
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Yes indeed! Cooking and baking group trumps. :tongue: :rotf:
Have you been there lately?
Are they back to acting their normal usual selves, the primitives in the cooking and baking forum?
In another couple of threads, I described the phenomenon noticed by Margaret Mead, that primitives who have no idea they're being observed act naturally, while primitives who know they're being observed, act for the observer rather than naturally.
franksolich doesn't like it any more than Margaret Mead did.
So I decided to take a temporary vacation from observing the primitives, until they forget franksolich ever existed, and get back to acting their natural and instinctive primitivity. Given the short-term memories of the primitives, I figure in about three weeks, they'll forget I ever looked at them, or who the Hell franksolich is.
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Have you been there lately?
Are they back to acting their normal usual selves, the primitives in the cooking and baking forum?
At the cooking group you can hear the squeaky voices of tiny tree frogs, and crickets, and the almost imperceptible rustle of little roach feet in Mrs. Packer's grim Stalinist kitchen. The hateful old crones have fled, and the board gets maybe a couple of threads a day, all from anonymous, faceless unterprimitiven.
No pie shop updates. No huge baking projects to extort social security checks from the nursing home inmates. No unpronounceable, googled foreign cheeses claimed wth familiarity. The place is as desolate as an inner-city Detroit shopping plaza.
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At the cooking group you can hear the squeaky voices of tiny tree frogs, and crickets, and the almost imperceptible rustle of little roach feet in Mrs. Packer's grim Stalinist kitchen. The hateful old crones have fled, and the board gets maybe a couple of threads a day, all from anonymous, faceless unterprimitiven.
No pie shop updates. No huge baking projects to extort social security checks from the nursing home inmates. No unpronounceable, googled foreign cheeses claimed wth familiarity. The place is as desolate as an inner-city Detroit shopping plaza.
Damn the pesky paranoia of the primitives.
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That's where the late red round one did in fact have surgery in February 2005, two months before the Scamdal was launched. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if a "Whipple" was done there.
Actually, he had a stent put in. It was one of those bills he scanned to "prove" he had cancer and tried to redact it. It's really pretty much stupid Beth's fault, though. She took the ball and ran with it and the round one saw an opportunity. One of the things that perfectly represented the scamdal was the music threads. flyarm would post lyrics and they'd all pretend she was singing.
Cindie
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Actually, he had a stent put in. It was one of those bills he scanned to "prove" he had cancer and tried to redact it. It's really pretty much stupid Beth's fault, though. She took the ball and ran with it and the round one saw an opportunity. One of the things that perfectly represented the scamdal was the music threads. flyarm would post lyrics and they'd all pretend she was singing.
Well, there's no doubt the late red round one was suffering from cancer, though.
Everybody saw his certificate of death; the "primary cause" was infection, the "secondary cause" was something I forget, and the "tertiary cause" was pancreatic cancer.
But that still begs the original question.
The original question remains: why the attempted scam by Doug's stupid ex-wife some months after the late red round one knew he was dying of cancer, and that there was no hope?
Of course the late red round one was posting on Skins's island during the Scamdal, but remember two characteristics of his posts--(a) most of them were not related to the "fund-raiser" and (b) those times his comments were related to the "fund-raiser," they were shallow and superficial in nature, as if he wasn't too enthusiastic about saying what he was saying (i.e., as if he found it nuisancesome, but a favor he had to give).
I dunno about the bill from February, from the hospital in Seattle, but the "checks" and "receipts" were the craftsmanship of Fat Che and the sensitive lad, the piano-playing primitive. Images manufactured out of thin air.
And recall, madam, that the accounting office at Johns Hopkins Hospital was approached during the summer of 2005 with the images, their response being, "Those aren't the sort of cash receipts we issue here."
And of course our "foliage expert" had inquired of banks about the "checks," and the banks said, nope, they were missing some vital information on them, and so were obviously fakes.
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And of course our "foliage expert" had inquired of banks about the "checks," and the banks said, nope, they were missing some vital information on them, and so were obviously fakes.
The memory corrects me.
The banks said the "amounts" and "signatures" and "dates" "looked altered."
Sorry about that.
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The memory corrects me.
The banks said the "amounts" and "signatures" and "dates" "looked altered."
Sorry about that.
Very interesting Frank, I have a few questions on the cause of his death, Infection.
Was this Hospital Staff caused, poor Nursing cause, or something he picked up on a toilet seat ??
This whole deal about his needing money to have his operation is Bull Shit. At least on the East Coast, when in a life threatening situation anyone with no pot to piss in or a window to throw it out is treated, and if the hospital cannot treat the patient, they are sent elsewhere for treatment.
Rescue helicopters are sent from Boston General to collect the people that need treatment that is too sophisticated for area hospitals.
Hell a homeless person run over by a truck because they were drunk and passed out in the road gets the same treatment as someone with a million dollar health insurance policy.
We are use to good health care up here, insurance or none, when lives are at stake no person rich or poor gets anything less then the same treatment.
I know for a fact as my daughter with liver failure and lung problems with no money has been granted extra years to live by hospitals all over the area. She had her last problem ,was weeks in a coma, today at home on oxygen 24/7 this time her hubby had health insurance to cover most of the bill, but for 10 years before that no insurance. At no time did any hospital refuse her care that was so important at the beginning.
I would guess looking back we could have scammed the public, gone on the internet with the heartbreaking story of a single mother of 4 small children dieing, called all local papers to advertise her problem and drummed up money for her and kids.
I have spoken to you guys about her in the past but it never occurred to me to go out hat in hand to raise money for our family. Life takes care of itself, She not only lives but found a husband, the kids have grown up, and every day she wakes up is a gift from God and the health care we have up here.
Up side is she needs a care giver 24/7 and her estranged sister has moved in giving up her social life to care for her sister. We are now waiting for the state to decide if it wants to pay the younger sister $400. a month to care 24/7 for her or place my daughter in a care facility that will cost the state $8,000 a month.
Weird how life goes, no common sense, strange -.
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Very interesting Frank, I have a few questions on the cause of his death, Infection.
Was this Hospital Staff caused, poor Nursing cause, or something he picked up on a toilet seat ??
It was probably an infection the late red round one picked up due to a weakened immunity system due to his running around on the eastern coast of the United States his last couple of months.
The late red round one was racing around during May and June 2005 (he died in early July), holding an "election reform" seminar in Ohio--at which various primitives, including a mole, were present--appearing on some obscure television program for the cause of "election reform," and hanging around in New Jersey with a bunch of friends.
As mentioned at the very beginning of this thread, there was significant doubt the late red round one had pancreatic cancer, as the photographs of him showed him unusually chubbily cherubic and robust, whereas victims of that usually decline precipitously.
That was why doubt existed; the guy looked too hale and hearty.
Two weeks before he died, he did in fact decline precipitously, after which he went back home to Seattle.
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I didn't miss the day; I just never got around to posting this.
This past Saturday, April 30, circa 3:30 p.m. central time, 2:30 p.m. mountain time, marked the sixth anniversary of the beginning of the scam that rocked the internet.
Of course the honorable members of CU and Freeperville
were sans antagonist over the entire ordeal. We just watched, followed, and gut wrenched with sublimed laughter and emotional enjoyment - kind of like having syrup and peanut butter drenched pancakes and bacon for dinner.
Of course the resulting "Scamdy" web site was beyond reproach.
It just goes to show ya - scam all ya want, raise a bazillion bucks in donations, and Mr. Grim Reaper will win EVERY time.
And so on it went, the scam that rocked the internet.
And the Internet rocked back - guess who survived?
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Of course the resulting "Scamdy" web site was beyond reproach.
And the Internet rocked back - guess who survived?
Scamdy was formed near the end of May, and was on the internet sometime during the first part of June 2005.
It was created because P-J Comix was wearying of covering it in the DUmmie FUnnies, and because there was some hostility about discussing the issue at our old home (now under new management, by the way; give it a visit); there were some sourpusses there who whined about it.
And then after discussion of Scamdy at our old home was discouraged, the same sourpusses who had whined about it, left, going on to other places.
The founder of Scamdy was a bona fide member of democraticunderground, who got together with a member of the DUmmie FUnnies. They had no operating plan, just the goal of finding out what Doug's stupid ex-wife was up to, because the Scamdal surely wasn't anything it seemed to be.
After those two, others from both sides of the spectrum came on board.
There were two "leaders," the two founders, but generally, the one from democraticunderground was the de facto leader, a position gratefully granted that individual by all others, because that individual was the one running the biggest risks.
Not being primitives, we were receptive to any and all coming our way, left and right.
After a month, the Scamdy web-site passed on to my own hands, because I had the least to lose, if exposed. (In fact, franksolich didn't have a damned thing to lose.)
The Scamdy site started withering after a few months--autumn 2005--but I kept it up for about another year and half, before letting it lapse. Towards the end, the only traffic (and really, it was pretty sparse) was mostly from people with ".gov", ".edu", and ".irs" addresses at the tag-end of their ISP numbers.
I have no idea why.
The Scamdy web-site was actually a "front," for something far more important; a private chatroom where members of Scamdy socialized and exchanged information (much of which could not be put on the internet). It was a great chatroom, a good time, excepting the member assigned to cover the Bostonian Drunkard was always.....drunk. (franksolich was assigned to cover Doug's stupid ex-wife and his fellow alum Skins.)
Those involved in Scamdy took extreme care to NOT establish any personal real-life contact with any of the errant primitives (other than that slight lapse in judgement to which delilah referred a few pages back); this however did not mean the scammers and their collaborators also displayed clean sportsmanship.
Among other things, somewhere along the line, I learned that one of the scammer-collaborators had obtained my telephone number (I had a telephone at the time; I lived in town, not out here) and was griping that no matter how many times he called me, I wouldn't pick up the telephone.
Well, I never picked up the telephone because I never knew it was ringing; I'm deaf, remember.
(The telephone however was necessary in order to have internet service at that place.)
After learning that, I contacted the local telephone company, who then put a 30-day "tracer" on calls coming to my number.....and they traced back to a primitive in California, a middle-aged guy who lived with his elderly mother, and who apparently had been in trouble before, something involving violence wreaked upon women.
Among other things. There was one night the unsportsmanlike scammers and their collaborators posted my name, address, and telephone number on both Skins's island and the Mike Malloy message board.....but both my fellow alum Skins and Mike Malloy's wife kindly took them down within a minute or so of that information being posted.
We played clean; the scammers played filthy dirty.
Some scammer-collaborators managed to get my post office then-address, though, and got my name on all sorts of mailing-lists, mostly for book clubs.
I made lemonade out of lemons with that; I joined them all, got the four books for a buck or two, bought a couple more at regular price over the next year.
One primitive contacted Frank Solich, by then head football coach at the University of Ohio, alleging I was "using" his name for illicit purposes. That was resolved in a hurry; after all, I had been using "franksolich" as my screen-name (everywhere) since 1995, long before Frank Solich was well-known, and had never misrepresented myself as being the real thing. Of course not; franksolich has a great deal of admiration and respect for Frank Solich, a gentleman of sterling principle and integrity.
Among other things, too numerous to list, and six years later, I've forgotten many of them.
We played clean; the scammers and primitives played foully dirty.
Good times, good times.....
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Are you guys aware of these 2 links?
http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/1434439/posts
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Talk%3AFree_Republic/Archive_1#Andy_Stephenson_FR_coverage
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Are you guys aware of these 2 links?
http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/1434439/posts
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Talk%3AFree_Republic/Archive_1#Andy_Stephenson_FR_coverage
I was before I knew the details I do now. The 'is it cancer or is it something else' waffling from Stevenson/Ferrari. As dumb as Will Pitt is, he gave away a lot in his 'what about meeee?' post.
There are a smattering of DUmmy posts that echo those two threads/articles.
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I was before I knew the details I do now. The 'is it cancer or is it something else' waffling from Stevenson/Ferrari. As dumb as Will Pitt is, he gave away a lot in his 'what about meeee?' post.
There are a smattering of DUmmy posts that echo those two threads/articles.
WTF? The Daily Kos wrote about this too?
http://www.dailykos.com/story/2005/06/13/121559/-Allegations-of-Fraud-Hound-Andy-Stephenson-Charity-Fundraising-Campaign
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WTF? The Daily Kos wrote about this too?
http://www.dailykos.com/story/2005/06/13/121559/-Allegations-of-Fraud-Hound-Andy-Stephenson-Charity-Fundraising-Campaign
Everybody covered it.
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Everybody covered it.
WOW! I'm really shocked at that.
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WOW! I'm really shocked at that.
Well, it made an interesting story to cover, given the depth of Doug's stupid ex-wife's stupidity.
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Well, it made an interesting story to cover, given the depth of Doug's stupid ex-wife's stupidity.
Now that's a bottomless pit . . . or at least a Marianas Trench.
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Scamdy was formed near the end of May, and was on the internet sometime during the first part of June 2005.
It was created because P-J Comix was wearying of covering it in the DUmmie FUnnies, and because there was some hostility about discussing the issue at our old home (now under new management, by the way; give it a visit); there were some sourpusses there who whined about it.
And then after discussion of Scamdy at our old home was discouraged, the same sourpusses who had whined about it, left, going on to other places.
The founder of Scamdy was a bona fide member of democraticunderground, who got together with a member of the DUmmie FUnnies. They had no operating plan, just the goal of finding out what Doug's stupid ex-wife was up to, because the Scamdal surely wasn't anything it seemed to be.
After those two, others from both sides of the spectrum came on board.
There were two "leaders," the two founders, but generally, the one from democraticunderground was the de facto leader, a position gratefully granted that individual by all others, because that individual was the one running the biggest risks.
Not being primitives, we were receptive to any and all coming our way, left and right.
I so would've liked to keep in touch with him. I just adored him almost as much as I adore frank! Many of us have dispersed far and wide but I'm sure if we're ever needed again in a (most likely) fruitless attempt to save the DUmmies from themselves we'll do our best.
Cindie
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I so would've liked to keep in touch with him. I just adored him almost as much as I adore frank! Many of us have dispersed far and wide but I'm sure if we're ever needed again in a (most likely) fruitless attempt to save the DUmmies from themselves we'll do our best.
The spirit of the members of democraticunderground involved with Scamdy lives on; I doubt if any of them are there any longer, given that one "outgrows" Skins's island, just as one outgrows short pants or junior high.
It's a faint, flickering, dim light, but one can see it, if one looks for it.
It's whenever a member of democraticunderground--o, rare event!--demands that the primitives hold themselves, Democrats, and liberals up to the same standards the primitives demand of Republicans and conservatives.
(Many out in the real world thought it odd that proponents of "open and honest elections" were opponents of "open and honest fund-raising.")