An oldie but a a goodie. This Kunt hounded my early posts, desperate for validation and attention. I approved one of his “I’m gonna get you” posts and that just encouraged him to go the fuck off. I think he sent in something like ten komments in a couple of days, each more disturbing than the next.
And since I just don’t have the time or energy to put up my “Jakkob’s Ladder” post yet, I’ll take the lazy man’s shortcut (Samsung calls it “Benchmarking”) and copy-paste some old shit out of the comments section.
Original reply to “Man’s Best Friend“:
LJ (Little Johnson?) wrote:
I will find out who you are, and I will expose your true identity when I do. Have fun when the students, schools, and Koreans around you know your true attitudes towards them :)
Be patient and enjoy it while you can.
But when you komment on a WordPress Site, you leave your IP open. Many of us (smarter than Little Johnson) use proxies or IP masks or VPNs, so what I get back is garbage, but not Little Johnson. So I had a go:
Well “comingforyou@yahoo.com”, John (I didn’t put up his IP or last name… perhaps I should have), I guess my first question is, “Why the fuck do you care?”
Here you are, some ethnically-Korean American [using] an IP with a lot of open ports (http://imgur.com/bG6VT46) posting out of Buffalo, New York (and already reported for spam here, tsk tsk http://www.stopforumspam.com/ipcheck/198.23.240.74), on Patton Place halfway between Quantico Ct and Hershey Ct (GPS Location: 42.9864,-78.7279)
Nice neighborhood! http://imgur.com/Q7LZhIo
(that is a beautiful swimming pool in the back yard by the way)
Nice pool! http://imgur.com/zqF4d2I
using the Hudson Valley Host/colocrossing company operating out of Kingston, NY… (the abuse team contact info 1-800-497-5377 and abuse@hudsonvalleyhost.com for things like online threats)
So again, why do you care? Do you just hate free speech? Do you just need to threaten people online?
I’m going to guess that you have absolutely nothing better to do. I’m also going to guess that you have exactly zero bills each month that you need to pay for yourself, giving you nothing but time. Wow man, that sounds fucking awesome! Living off mom and daddy, playing Playstation, nice computer, maybe even your own shiny car… fuck, I’m jealous! Zipping around your sweet American neighborhood in your little sports car, not having to look at gobs of phlegm, puddles of vomit and piles of festering food garbage. When you pull up and start walking to the local gyopo hot spot to get some noodles and Hite beer, you can actually hear the birds in the trees as people around you are talking in human tones and not trying desperately to deafen one another. Nice. Really, really fucking nice. In the land that really established things like free speech as a modern civil right, making sure to attack others for it half a world away.
Fuck man. I’m so envious. I wish that the biggest concern in my life was trying to destroy the real life of someone who posted something online that I didn’t agree with. I really, honestly wish that. I wish that my life was so empty, so void of responsibility, so devoid of worry and burden that I had nothing, and I mean NOTHING, more important to do than threaten some random internet stranger working his ass off with no support in some far away country that I have probably never visited because he said he didn’t like the disgusting way people around him lived. Holy shit! If that was my only concern I’d fucking dance the horsey dance from Gangnam Style naked on top of a statue of Sejeong.
The difference between me and a Klown (psst… you’re a Klown) is that what I say here doesn’t hurt anyone else or impact/hinder their ability to live life enjoyably, whereas Klown behavior is meant to negatively impact as many people as possible in the most foul ways possible. Instead of Klowns getting upset with one another for actually making the world a more unpleasant place to live in a very physical and vocal way, they get upset with me for being upset with them… to the point where, rather than saying “Golly yes. Vomiting all over the streets and shouting outside apartments at 2am on Sunday is uncivilized. We should seek to change that behavior” it’s all about “How dare an unhappy person say that they are unhappy, but, you know, only if they are non-Korean! We should get him fired and alert AES to have acid thrown at him!”
Funny thing is, even if my employer and students knew how I really felt about my immediate environment (which is very, very VERY fucking different from yours), I would still be the best thing going for those kids. All I see at work is a bunch of Klowns training kids, who might otherwise grow up to be decent human beings, to be Klowns. No critical thinking. No self-reflection.
Klowns don’t think about anything that they could throw tantrums over instead. If Klowns could think and were allowed to express themselves without worry of threats like yours, Korea would still have a Namdaemun Gate and hundreds of ferry-riding kids would still be alive. Here you are, a klowny example of Klowndom, refusing to actually think about the validity of anything I have to say, but rather plotting to deprive me of earning a living, which is the only thing I have that makes time here tolerable. Why? Don’t you have anything better to do?
I mean, if you don’t give a flying fuck about the behavior of Klowns and how that behavior impacts others, why the fuck do you care if I talk about it? You can surf to a different site, I can’t just click off the klownisms, so why don’t you?
Why don’t you head on upstairs, enjoy some of that food you didn’t need to pay for, watch some TV (not the cup finals tho since the Hawks fucked that up) on the LCD you didn’t need to buy, rub one out to some Japanese Cartoon porn on the computer you didn’t need to purchase and relax with a smoke on the patio overlooking the pool you didn’t need to worry about affording. Maybe that will mellow you out a bit. It must be nice to have the option to mellow out. I wish I could. I wish I could go anywhere, LITERALLY FUCKING ANYWHERE, to mellow out. I can’t at my apartment with my screaming/stomping neighbors, not at work with the screaming/running kids and shouting/smelly coworkers, not on the subway, not on the street, not at a restaurant, not in a park, fucking nowhere. You think about that in the afterglow of orgasm coupled with the hit of nicotine. You think about how fucking lucky you are to not have to tolerate and live with the shit I live with.
If you did, you might be an even angrier fuck than you are right now… and instead of spamming blogs you might just make one of your own to vent your frustration at having all civility robbed from you just so you could make money (I know you probably don’t understand that concept but imagine if you can).
In other news, I’ve decided that this will be my last year in Klown. I don’t think I’ll even make it to next February to finish my contract, though a completion bonus would be a nice going away gift and the winter camp and tutoring money is hard to say no to. I’ve almost hit my savings goal and am close enough at this point to call it Mission Accomplished by Christmas. Some nice undervalued sectors in the States ripe for an upswing call for a man with cash on hand. Some smart balanced investments and a low-overhead SME and I’ll be basically set for life. Yes. I will have had to sacrifice nearly a decade of my life the Koncentration Kamp of Klown, but the light at the end of the tunnel approaches and looks bright and beautiful. The ESL game is not what it once was in Klown, and it looks like this year won’t be nearly as profitable as years past on an hour-to-hour comparison. Every year I work harder for the same money while the system tries to fuck me at every turn. At least I’m not Adam Carr.
Every year this place gets worse. If you think Klown has a future – financially or socially – you are deluding yourself. The Kancer has metastasized and the death throes aren’t all that far off. If this kuntry makes it another 5 years with a katastrophic IMF-level kollapse I will be flabbergasted. If you haven’t made your exit plans yet – start.