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This is an extension of another post


To be exact, this one. This loser seems to think it’s funny hiding behind a re-mailer service. I was thinking about just forewording the email source to the re-mailing service and let them take care of it, but then I thought to myself, “Self, what are you doing? You thrive in this type of environment. Jack with him in public so everyone can enjoy it”.

Well, we’ll call him “Cupcake”. You see, there is one of, or a combination of reasons Cupcake is doing this; He wishes he was me, being able to speak my mind in a cogent, intellegent and entertaining fashion without hiding in anonymity. Had a station like mine that sounds very good, with I freely admit, the help of others on line and on the air. He feels he has less power over his life so he tries to have power over mine. He’s bored and is hoping to get my goat. Sorry Cupcake, I’m a little short of goats. Good luck with that anyway.

So, without further adue, let me introduce my own piss-ant loser of a stalker. The first thing he sent accurately displays his level of intelligence in startling detail. It was actually not sent to me, but you will enjoy it none the less. From here on, anything that ole Cupcake sent is in baby blue. Now, suffice it to say, if you’re prone to migraines, you may want to think twice before reading it. You have been warned.

From: “Non scrivetemi” <>
Subject: CC: Letter to Laura Smith.
Date: June 23, 2010 9:30:11 PM PDT
Dear Laura,

It grieves me to write you to express my complaint as a U.S., citizen and war veteran over a violation of FCC rules from KxxxR. For the past month, KxxxR broadcasting on frequency 3840kHz out of Phelan, California; Frank has conduct that is ill repute and antagonistic towards the current FCCS rules. Mr. Frank Rxxxxo continues to plug/advertise implore listeners to buy “Ameritron” and Walter Maxwell’s book “Reflections III” although mere mention is okay, Frank continually plugs these item on frequency 3840kHz, nightly which leads one to believe that he may have a financial interest in those items. The conversation also reverts to other Ameritron shills who in esscence turn 3840hHz into an infomercial about those items. In addition to his infomercial solicitations Mr. Rxxxxo continually makes anti discriminatory remarks and epithets towards Mexican-Americans. Please keep in mind, Frank has never presented any evidence, about “what a Mexican-American has done harm to him” so collectively his bigotry is a blemish amongst the law abiding ham radio operators, who reserve judgment. Therefore because of Frank Rxxxxo’s demeanor and violations we (dx’ers) ask the FCC to conduct un announced inspections of Frank Rxxxxo’s broadcasting site to see if he is in compliance of FCC shortwave broadcasting rules i.e., power output and grossly altered equipment manipulation. Hence a shortwave license is a privilege not a right. Also we would like to propose that the FCC issue “Corrective Consultations” for his unruly and arrogant operators since ham licensees could be consider subordinates of the Federal Communication Commission. Laura thank you for your hard word in keeping the shortwave frequencies ethical for its world wide listeners.


S.Goldstein (Ret. MSGT UAF)

Now if that did not summon a “cringe”, nothing will. First, a Master Sergent of anything would not even consider crafting such a scree. Second, if this “Fat Purple Crayon” written complaint were emailed to, Laura L. Smith, Special Counsel, she would foreword it to the ARRL, requesting them to ask the Amateur Radio community to refrain from sending barely legible emails from non-existent individuals that give her migraines when she tries to read them.

Next, we have a very bizarre email. By the way, before we proceed, Cupcake resorts to single syllable metaphors. Clearly a sign of significant intelligence, compared to the above mentioned piss-ant. So be warned.

Date: July 3, 2010 4:50 AM PDT

So, what have we here? In the subject line, is he asking if I’m a “gold digger”? Or miss-using the question mark? Either way, it’s a head-scratcher. Please note that this arrived at 4:50 AM. Trust me, it’s not because he actually awakes at that time to go to some kind of job. I’ll explain below.


Yes, I know a “Ron” 20 miles west of me. Same one? Please specify.


So? As far as I know, with very rare exceptions, Amateur Radio stations do need some kind of antenna/s.


What, who, where? Uh, erm, I’ve got nothing.


Don’t ask me.


I guess he’s telling me that I’ll “Roll On The Floor and Laugh My Ass Off” when I read this. It still puts a smile on my face, so he’s right.


I could go on for another paragraph with this one. I’ll just ask, “What is it with his fascination with the male sex organ”? You folks decide, I’ve already come to my conclusions.

He’s given up on sending any body text in his emails. My only conclusion is he’s running out of material. I suspect the bulk of it went into the Laura L. Smith, Special Counsel letter.

Subject: UP YOUR FUCKING W H I G G E R!!!!!!
Date: July 4, 2010 9:39 PM PDT

Curious, either his grammar is still, shall we say, “stunted”, or he is loosing control over his cognitive abilities. I’ll vie for both.

Subject: UP YOURS FUCKING W H I G G E R!!!!!!
Date: July 4, 2010 9:52 PM PDT

He appears to be getting repetitious, to some extent.

Date: July 4, 2010 10:36 PDT

The best I can discern here is he’s getting so enraged that he’s breaking into barking like a scolded little puppy. Bad Cupcake! Bad!

Date: July 4, 2010 11:36 PDT

At this point, let me enlighten those that don’t mingle with the, shall we say, underbelly of society. I looked it up and it appears a “whigger” is a white nigger. Now, the original definition of a “nigger” is slang for a person from Nigeria. As far as I know, I’m not from there. Oh well, I’ve  been called worse. He called me “Big”? What can I say? Thanks! But why would that be his concern? And Frank is my Whigglet”. I got a complete zero on this one. I tried Google, Dog Pile and even Urban Dictionary and I couldn’t pin down a solid definition. My only guess is that ole Cupcake has completely run out of actual words, slang or otherwise, and is now making up fictional ones to try and anger me by insulting Frank with them. Go figure. By the way Cupcake, ya’ kinda’ spelled ma’ name wrong.

Now, we know who this clown is. He got fired from his job by his own dad. Seems he was caught in some kind of impropriety while a subcontractor for a law enforcement agency and got put in The Can for it. He is also of Sock Puppet fame. The guy that exploded right on Amateur Radio frequency 3.840Mhz the night Frank, KxxxR got back on the air after a hiatus. This explains the “Underbelly of Society” comment above.

This is going to be fun, that is if he actually grows a set and continues entertaining me with his immature rantings. Either way, he’s still a moron in good standing desperately searching for an adult sized dose of common sense.

Good luck with that, there Cupcake.

Some things are kind of creapy


You know that? Some say it’s clowns. It may be the way that panhandler looks at you when you decline giving them money. The way the “over-dressed” guy in the pretend sports car looks at you at a stop light. Or perhaps the worse, the way that person in the mirror looks back at you after a, shall we say, exciting night.

So why is this in the Amateur Radio archives? Because there are some excessively creapy people that are the proto-typical guy-in-mommies-basement-waring-only-briefs jamming other people he knows nothing about. You QSY, he follows, change bands, he follows. Unless it’s 160M, in which case he’s hosed because mommy won’t let him put up an antenna that big. I mean really, what kind of creap does this? Well, let me don my profiler hat, as it were, and tell you. They are the same creap that molests children or rapes people.

“Oh, come on Jack, that’s over the top”. Uh, no, it’s not. Think about it. There are two kinds of jammers, one might do it once or twice in bordom or to someone they don’t like a couple of times and then get over it. They may also do it as a “practical joke”, fess up and that’s the end. These aren’t legal, we know that, but in the end are harmless.

Then there is that creap I’m talking about. They jam relentlessly, you can’t get away. They are usually knowledgeable about propagation and the “Ignore It” policy, so they know when they’re being successful. But why? Simple, just like rape, it’s power over another. Rape is not about sex, it’s about power. The little man that rapes a helpless woman feels powerless in some way in his life, so, he attempts to get some power through rape. A little creap that is a malicious jammer is no different, it’s a matter of extremes. No difference at all. They are also cowards.

And morons, that need to have some common sense raped into their pathetic little reptilian brains.

Pot is Harmless


Hey, common sense says marijuana is really harmless, and actually good for you. That’s right, ask any pot user. It’s not addictive, cures cancer, encourages weight loss, opens your mind and is generally, as I said, harmless.

Or is it?

It’s not “physically” addictive. Yeah, I said physically. I won’t argue that point at all. It’s been scientifically proven. It’s also been scientifically proven that if all you give an animal is marijuana to eat, after a while, that’s all they’ll eat. Why, because it makes them feel good, no argument there. But, unlike hereon, for example, you deprive the subject of pot and return them to real food, they transition fine. My point is, pot is addictive, only emotionally and mentally, but still addictive.

The latest news I heard about pot, last night on an Amateur Radio frequency, of all places, is that it cures cancer. Okay, well, if it helps with nausea because of it, it probably cures it, right? As a matter of fact, it relieves nausea from any malady and cures them, too, right? Wrong, moron. The THC, Tetrahydrocannabinol, relieves the nausea from the chemotherapy and radiation used in the treatment of cancer and from other medications that cause nausea. The burning substances in the smoke however, well, that’s another story. Let’s put it this way, I’d rather start smoking cigarettes, alright? There’s more carcinogens in the smoke and residue from pot that even the “doctored” tobacco found in cigarettes. Yes, there is, don’t deny it, research it. And I don’t mean by asking other pot-heads and Medical Marijuana Quacks that make extra cash writing prescriptions to pot-heads that only have a marijuana addiction. And yes, Medical Marijuana Quacks do exist. You see, I’ve found myself short of funds a few times and had to attend a soup kitchen from time to time, not something I’m proud of. What dreck attends soup kitchens besides people like me? Pot-heads, that’s what. And I’ve heard them pass phone numbers of “enlightened” physicians that will write a Medical Marijuana prescription for anyone, for a price. So, don’t try and blow smoke up my ass trying to convince me otherwise.

Weight loss, well, duh. If you spend your waking hours smoking pot and only eat when you get the “munchies”, of course you’ll loose weight. Even an idiot can figure that out. But, then again, an idiot is smart enough to not smoke pot.

Opens my mind, huh? Uh, no, it makes you “think” your mind is opened. It actually closes it to anything but acquiring more pot to make you feel better. What opens my mind is a good nights sleep. I can then think clearly, have energy, be receptive to new ideas and technologies, for example, and be more informative while updating my web log, too. How many pot-heads can do that? Usually, all they do is sit on their butts sucking on a bong talking about how open minded and enlightened they are. I know, I hear them on the radio and have known more than one.

Harmless, yeah, really harmless. Let me tell you a story. There’s this pot-head I know, a shall we say, “proud” pot-head, with of course, an enlightened open mind. Hey, his words, not mine. Let’s say his name is Mitch. Well, you see, one day Mitch wanted some custom wheels on his pickup. No problem, he got some. Except Mitch owns a Chevy, and the rims were for a Ford. No problem, just slot the lug holes. Oh, how sad, the lug-nuts that came with the wheels were also for a Ford, different thread pitch. Well, that’s an easy fix, bust out the tap and die set and re-thread them for a Chevy. It’s all good, so, drive it around the dirt lot to check it out and the wheel passes muster. Time to hit the road, for a pot run, no doubt. And off pops the wheel, in traffic. Then, six months later, using his expertise in rotary dynamics, Mitch helps a friend by putting his spare on in place of a flat. Sounds easy, if you’re not an open minded enlightened pot-head. It was not seated all the way on the hub and, yup, it came off in traffic. When I asked him about his addiction and these gross errors of judgment and he said, “Of course, I wasn’t stoned at the time”. What was my reply? “Mitch, you’re a moron, in desperate need of common sense”.

Yup, pot is a harmless substance. Trust me. A very, very harmless substance.



The other night another station and I were in QSO about antennas, feed lines and baluns. Now these are the kind of things you will most likely hear during a conversation on an Amateur Radio frequency.  Things that have to do with electronics and radio electronics and technology in particular. There will be other things, things that have absolutely nothing to do with radio or electronics, it’s rather diverse.

So, just where am I going with this? Well, during the QSO some twerp pops off something like “You guys are boring”. Again, “What”?

Now, I know we are supposed to ignore hecklers and lids (Bad operators), but I could not ignore this idiot. I finished my reply to the other station, asked the “interloper” just what we should talk about on an amateur radio frequency and what his callsign is and got back, well, nothing. So I resumed my QSO to it’s conclusion.

Now, really, common sense says you will most likely hear conversations on an Amateur Radio frequency about, well, radio stuff. Am I wrong here? If someone does not like the subject, might I suggest you either keep your pie-hole shut, find a frequency where the QSO is to your liking, start a QSO to your liking on a vacant frequency or sell all that fancy-shmancy Amateur Radio gear and get yourself a really cool CB radio setup, because you do not deserve that license. And, you’re a moron.