#libslaya

“Amanda Everly” (not Amanda Everly or Nite) writes, “@pepper-altrechtspruehger you are a violent bitch. How many times have you been arrested for assault or making cyber threats?” You say “violent bitch” as if it were a bad thing! Disappointing, hon.

Like the Watusi Cats of legend (see above film trailer), I have never been arrested for assault, I always drive a stick shift, and I proudly display my assets with no small amount of lascivious glee. Sorry, fellas (and ladies who like ladies), I’ve already got a love slave.

“She” probably realized it was not a good idea to post threats to Tumblr. 

Especially when they resemble threats posted to Twitter by arrogant fools who believe they can get away with criminal harassment.

Several of the accounts that have been harassing Tank deactivated this afternoon. They may rise from the dead. They may not. 

This followed much entertaining agita on various #libslaya timelines about a “mole”. I can affirm that the lamebrained lubes are infiltrated.

There are few things more fun than watching a tribe of bullying, thuggish harassers trapped in their zero-sum social media worldview when confronted by a dilemma.

No, I am not talking about Donald J. Trump’s press and social media advisors.

I am talking about the addle-brained #libslaya crew, who are confronting a series of dilemmas with their usual combination of closed-minded TV detective arrogance and lies, told these days mostly to themselves.

Let us turn first to a soul-bogglingly inane tweet from one of their lesser "Hollywood contingent" sock puppet clowns:

No, Crusty. 

This lovely afternoon, several anti-#libslaya factions had a good long laugh over how badly your inept "mole" tripped up.

Almost as if to prove the old adage “Karma is a bitch and she will tear your pancreas out through your nose because she can” (see my previous blog referencing Russ Meyer’s black-and-white proto-feminist masterpiece), the ludicrous #lubeslaya lieutenants have their hands full with other issues.

It’s way worse than that, hon. You just haven’t been paying attention, have you!

Now, if you've been following the laff-a-minute slayas, you know the next move. They'll blame Gord. Or MercOps. Or Erie. Or Hugene. Or Ticktwåt. Or Doktor. Or any other of a small rotating stable of targets they obsess over.

The entire act has gone stale, and their embodiment of the Peter Principle has them stuck at that level of competence in which they are unable to think outside the ol’ box.

Given the astonishing amount of insipid, empty-minded, recycled scoria they pack their timelines with, it becomes immediately obvious that the driveling droolers haven't figured out that they have taken on increased scrutiny from several new parties, some active on Twitter, some observing from a safe distance in the social media equivalent of PPE.

The Tinseltown abuse crew is scrambling to put on a brave face after someone posted a thoroughgoing dox of the not-as-defunct-as-previously-assumed #marshmellopac. 

The long thread, which was available for just about 90 minutes before the tweets were removed (voluntarily or under pressure, who can tell), named names. And employers. And provided vivid photos from other social media platforms.

We found one major error and a few minor mistakes, but much of the data is solid.

Team Hollyweird, predictably, has begun the finger pointing.