psychoceramics: More Biological Warfare, Antisemitism and Aphrodisiacs

[acb @ discordia.null.org (Andrew C. Bulhak)]

But wait, there's more!

[http://www.mysite.com/don/movie.htm]
  THE MOVIE
  
  I have been told how disgusting I am by various of my fellow Americans.
  There seems to be a mixture of beliefs about me, some contradictory. 
  
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  The negative beliefs about me are based on something real. In my life I
  have been a pig.  Without going into the details, I have been a genuine 
  pig as a teen.  After an unpleasant, disgusting, unhappy, and very tense 
  teenager period, I finally got my miserable act together, and made it 
  through college.
  
  I then went to grad school. Here I acted like a pig again, mostly in my
  dorm room, where I danced around in front of my mirror like something out 
  of the movie "The Rocky Horror Picture Show". Or maybe like a belly dancer 
  in bondage. I don't think it was as bad as it looked, but it looked bad. 
  
  My behavior became common knowledge. My acquaintances and friends at
  grad school started making strange comments. I was asked if I was 'gay'. 
  I was questioned about 'narcissism'. Fellow joggers started staying 
  away from me. People emerged on the balconies of neighboring buildings 
  and looking at my window, would engage in wild laughter.  What I did 
  not know was that someone was making a film of my more disgusting moments. 
  
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  Total strangers started looking at me with shocked expressions. They
  started saying things. Unflattering things. I was spit at. I was 
  called names.  I couldn't understand what was going on. Sure I had a 
  disgusting past, but how did these people know about it?
  The best I could come up with was that someone had taken a movie of some
  of my former activities, and was showing it. The kind of gut reaction I 
  was getting from these people could not be explained by mere rumor. 
  Whats more, some people did make references to a movie, before delivering 
  an insult in my direction.  It got so bad that I quit my job and ran off 
  to my parents, who lived in another state.
  
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  The movie's effects followed me into remote places. Once in Alaska, a
  few tourists showed up and saw me there, assumed disgusted expressions 
  and one said to the other "I don't want to even be in the same TOWN as him!"
  

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And then there's:

[http://www.mysite.com/don/disgust.htm]
  DISGUSTING PEOPLE OF THE WORLD

A page "cataloguing disgusting behaviour", maintained by the same
author.  In it are quotes from newspapers about prostitution, teenage
sex, pornography, and a survey of sexual vices around the world.
Some quotes:

  For more slime on the internet, try going to the 'excite' search engine
  and typing "sex pervert". Look at the abstracts you get. Yecch!

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  Of course my patriotism rises at this point, and I wish to point out
  that other countries also have disgusting people. England, for example, 
  produces some young people who go to the South of Spain for anonymous 
  sex with each other.

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  Some Swedish entrepreneurs export pornography.
  Saudia Arabia, which claims puritanical attitudes toward the west, has
  wealthy men who do such things as import whores from Europe for a night 
  or two. But fundamentalist Moslem countries do raise a question. They 
  definitely ban pornography. In fact, so do communist countries. Some 
  have pointed out that these countries don't believe in freedom of any 
  kind, so perhaps they are wrong about that too. I think they are partly 
  right, myself. A free society whose members cannot exert self discipline 
  and self control will end up being controlled by others. There is less 
  freedom in the U.S because 30% of kids have to be brought up by poor 
  single mothers. More puritanism is needed, not less. (Though the puritans 
  had some weird practices, but lets be simplistic.)


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I think it's pretty obvious that the author of these pages is 
one sick cookie...

 -- acb