Posts by Tallyman

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I Rote A Paean to Myself

by Tallyman in

jw
friends

much less _accuse me_ of being "obnoxious"... or "antisocial"...?.

everything would be consistently phony and anonymous and invisible.. now, even overwrought i, can see the "obvious reason(ing)" behind that.. okay.

and i said to myself: "i am god!

Tallyman

Farkel,

Otherwise, say what you feel about it.
It is good for the soul and if it helps you, then go for it.

Hey Dougie, I think I'll "go for it".

Anywho, I can always cover ANYTHING & EVERYTHING I write from here on,
and "couch my observation in terms that convey" - "tongue-in-cheek humor"
and as being just "subtleties at work", "a nod", "exaggerations"...etc.,
like KOMF claimed he was doing in his replies...

Hey, that lets me off the hook, huh? Covers my Ass on Everything, huh?

Heeee, The Ultimate Cop-Out.
Or as one of those Phony "Professional" Wrestlers referred to himself as:
"The Total Package".

Uhh uhh, yuhh, yeah, that's it (in a Beavis&Butthead-esque way),
anything I write here on the DB, about anyone or everyone, in or out
of context, at any given time, will be me just being and using:
"The Total Package".

KOMF is anonymous for the reasons he's stated.

No one jumped in to explain to me, HOW a person who is trying to remain
hidden, for family-sake, would post his photograph up alongside his
acronym, and Risk It All, that someone lurking would spot him and
'turn him in' to the family member he's worried about 'finding out'...?

Yesterday, my comments, could have alerted KOMF to what he was doing...
maybe he hadn't realized He Was Hanging His Anonymous Self Out To Dry
with that picture... and if he'd heeded my words,
I could have Saved His Anonymous Bacon!

Yet, he still has his pic up today.

ThatDoesNotCompute.

- - -

Dougie, when we had our phone conversation, when you called me last August,
and when we were talking about my family tragedy, about my "case",
about the legal jam I was presently in... (and BTW, I don't ever remember
talking about my "online Tallyman persona"... right? Because I had not even
posted ANYTHING online for over two months, in ANY forum. Hell, I'd not
even sent email, on the advice of my lawyer... and I'd certainly not
posted anything on H2O for over SIX MONTHS, since Rick had kicked me out)

but anyway, when I talked with you that first time, and I heard your voice...
well, Doug, I gots to tell you, that you have a soothing and gentle voice.
You were VERY mild and mellow like those SOUTHern Californians are known for.
NOT AT ALL LIKE THE WRITTEN WORDS WE READ BY FARKEL...!
You did not come across at all, like "Farkel".

Why, I swear, I could have been talking to Yanni, without the Greek accent.

But then,
KOMF made so much about you reporting back to my friends on H2O
about me, Tom Talley, being "very soft-spoken and sensitive"...
and how THAT did not match the KultKrimeFightingTallyman persona...

But, in that brief, onetime conversation with you, I could not have
gone around saying with any solid support, that you were always
mild mannered and soft-spoken, just as you, of course,
could only speak to how I sounded THAT DAY.
(not how my voice sounds ALL the time)
Right?

And anyone else, like KOMF, who was sufficiently sensitive enough
and could have understood the subtleties and dynamics at work,
could well have reasoned that the person, me, you were talking with that day
had just HAD THE SHIT KICKED OUT OF HIM with all the troubles swirling
around and the voice on the other end of the phone line was "soft spoken"
because ALL THE JUICE HAD BEEN KNOCKED OUT of it...

But, anyway, when you told the folks over at H2O (about me), after our chat:

He is a very soft-spoken and sensitive guy

Wise KOMF had to comeback with:

Please. Those who, like me, know you only from observing your online activities on H2O will agree that "softspoken" and "sensitive" are the last words anyone would have chosen to describe you. And so, being one who calls it like I see it, I said as much, taking issue with the words of my good friend Farkel.

But, later, KOMF laid claim to realizing the 'dynamics in play' at the time:

As someone experiencing great emotional stress and upheaval, you aren't expected to see the subtleties at work here.

Which, Begs-To-Hell the question, WHY-In-Hell would KOMF comeback
with those statements, that a person like me, in the position I was in-
(that KOMF acknowledges above)
a person looking for all the support he could get at the time-
why would an understanding guy like KOMF, who realizes (and states so)
make the VERY statements that I might Misunderstand?

Why?

Others thought the same. Others have made the comment to me, asking
why did KOMF stab you like that, with those words?

Even just last week, a clear-headed, rational Uncle Bruce, observed:

Talley - I noted the Captains comment about you when it was made
and have been curious about it ever since.
I said little about you during all of it other than squash
a few obvious untruths because we'd never met.
[...]
I don't doubt he may have thought the worse
or may still think that your personality was/is aggressive
and the firey passion with which you fight the evil empire
had spilt over into your personal life -
I admit I felt that possibility too but refrained from posting anything
that way due to people like Focus and Farkel who knew you more than me
and the implications
such talk
would have for anti-cult fighters all over the net.

Was Uncle Bruce "experiencing great emotional stress and upheaval",
when he read KOMF's words, when they were made? I don't think so.
He saw the "subtleties"
for what they were.

Short version: let it go.

In due time, Dougie, in due time.
Not just yet, though.

TT

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24

I Rote A Paean to Myself

by Tallyman in

jw
friends

much less _accuse me_ of being "obnoxious"... or "antisocial"...?.

everything would be consistently phony and anonymous and invisible.. now, even overwrought i, can see the "obvious reason(ing)" behind that.. okay.

and i said to myself: "i am god!

Tallyman

Truly Julie,

Molly Ivins? You mean Moll?
Years ago, when I heard Pat Buchanan or James Kilpatrick
or one of those jokers talking about this woman writer who
one of them described as "this foul-mouthed broad"...
I just had to seek her out and read her stuff.

I like her style.
I would prune SHRUB-bery with her, anytime!

===========================================

mommy,

You also?! ... a god(dess)!
wOw!
Now, I'm beginning to wonder HOW MANY of us there are here?

===========================================

Wasa,

Just doing my best to throw some subtleties out there,
with a wink and a nod to try and dispel some notions,
that dare I say it... I shudder to... that I am "antisocial"...

Now, that's one characterization I just cannot abide.
Some might start to believe that.
So, as immediately as I could, I wrote the post today
(a week after the fact - that's fast for me ... heee)
to try and put the Big Nix on that one.

Now, I've tried for years and years to show up the jWs
as being very antisocial and I think many would agree
they are a closed community and view the world as 'off limits',
but to have a fellow former describe Moi as "antisocial"...
sorry Wasa, I jes had to speak out agin that!

"Obnoxious"... hmmm, to jWs, Yes. But to fellow formers -
well, MOST of them, I've never heard that put to me.

As for myself, I have found some of your posts
do have an element of in-your-face

Notice, that is the one characterization I did not deny.
But even then, in-WHOSE-face?

Some of us don't have the freedom to reveal our identities yet.
This does not mean we are hiding or cowards, only that we are making
choices we feel are best right now.

And it is something I've repeatedly, over the years said I understood.
That My Way, is not everyone's way... and people have their reasons-
because of the Watchtower.
Hey, it IS a Dangerous Kult/Cult/Sect/Alternative Religion (pick one).

But those who live in 'Invisible Houses' should be the Last Ones
to throw stones, especially at someone, who for almost a decade online
has done everything in my power to Keep As High A Profile as I can,
to make myself known, visible, close, unshielded - to Make Sure
the Watchtower Loyals KNOW who I am.

Who knows, maybe the blunt I gave KOMF today, if he's trying to keep
a Low Profile, will give him a 'heads up' that showing his picture
in public, alongside his posts, ain't accomplishing keeping a
Low Profile...

Come on, my friend Tally...let's all hug and make up, OK?

Uh-oh! Do I feel a "Grope, I mean a "Group Hug" coming on?

and since I NEVER do this:
(((((((((((((((hugs)))))))))))))))))

Oh wOw! I am definitely filing that (((Hug))) away, along with Riz's.

TT

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I Rote A Paean to Myself

by Tallyman in

jw
friends

much less _accuse me_ of being "obnoxious"... or "antisocial"...?.

everything would be consistently phony and anonymous and invisible.. now, even overwrought i, can see the "obvious reason(ing)" behind that.. okay.

and i said to myself: "i am god!

Tallyman

Well,
I just had to weigh in and let you all know that those (((HUGS)))
from last week, were very much appreciated and savored by Moi.

Also, to let you know, that despite KOMF's False Accusation against me
last week - that I was "antisocial" - well, I just had to dispel that
notion immediately, if not sooner, that I, we, me, Tom Talley, the Tallyman,
who used to be the Tallyboy, and even before that, the Tallybaby...
have ALWAYS been a gregarious creature. From the crib.

Yes, I'm very much the social inter actor and thank God for the Internet
that despite the socially isolating effect an illness can have upon one,
one is still able to socially mix and interact with others.

and then KOMF accused me of being "obnoxious"... ? ? ?
Well! I never!
How would anyone, in all the 8-9 years I been online EVER THINK,
much less _Accuse Me_ of being "Obnoxious"... or "AntiSocial"...?

Ahhh, yes, yes, I remember being called those things several times
over the years, online, but it was NEVER by a fellow X-Dub,
a companion fighter against and exposer of the Evil Watchtower Empire.
No.
Rather, those accusations (and many others!) were made by the Watchtower
faithful, the devotees, the loyals, the dyed-in-the-wool fanatics
who did not like my (the Tallyman's) criticisms of their "religion".

"the loud, aggressive, antisocial behavior you exhibit online must be",
(according to KOMF)
Must be Unpopular with the online jehovah's Witnesses who would characterize
it (Tallyman's behavior) thusly... because ANYONE who dares criticize
the Watchtower Religion mildly, wildly, s o f t l y, LOUDLY!!! -whatever-
would automatically be characterized as "aggressive, antisocial and obnoxious"
- by those who hold their Watchtower Religion dear.

But for a fellow / former jehovah's Witness who makes out like he is against
the Watchtower Religion... and occasionally even actually criticizes it...
to use those same characterizations of me that only the WTLoyals have used -
well, maybe "As someone experiencing great emotional stress and upheaval,
you [me] aren't expected to see the subtleties at work here..."

Yeaaaah. Maybe that's it. I'm still so emotionally overwrought
(good thing I'm a man, or I might be accused of being "hormonal", or sumpin')
that I'm failing to get the drift of what is actually being said.
That could be it.

Or

Or, it may be a case of KOMF being Emboldened to say those things about me,
because his is yet "Another case of aggression emerging from behind the shields
of internet distance and invisibility?"

Ewwww, calling someone "obnoxious" and "antisocial"... Whew! Man!
... is that ever "aggressive", or what?!?
but being able to hidey-hide, ducky-down, behind a phony name/acronym
with a hooey-dooey email address... well, then, goodness gracious me,
there is No Tellin' WHAT might "emerge" from the keyboard
of someone - so distant - so shielded - so invisible.

Ummm, help me out here, someone, if anyone will... I need understanding.
Like somebody said recently, now who was it that said it?, well just
somebody made the remark, that "there is a Know-It-All-In-Every-Crowd".
Okay.
If that's the case here:
"Calling All Know It Alls!"
"Calling ANY Know It All" ... please help me understand something.

HOW does someone like KOMF, who says he has family still in the Watchtower religion, and say it is his son, and say that son is Very Devoted to the WT Religion, and then when I question HIS ANONYMITY and INVISIBILITY,
after, once again, he has Falsely Accused me
of being anonymous, distant,
invisible, shielded...

how (why?) would he/could he come back with the retort:

"...it's understandable that you would so easily overlook
the obvious reason why I don't reveal my name
and particulars online.
I have a son still in.
He is a very zealous witness; extremely so.
But for reasons only he knows, he does not shun me
or his disfellowshipped brother.
I expect that
if he knew of my activity as KOMF,
that would change.
I'd rather it didn't."

...then IF that is the case, how could someone then be IDIOT enough
to plaster a photograph of himself beside EVERY post he puts up
on this Discussion Board, where lurkers abound... and NOT expect
someone recognizing the face of "KOMF", as being the father of
that Zealot Son, and getting word back to that WT Extremist Son,
that his Dad is online engaging in all kinds of "activity"...
whaaaa...?
I don't understand.

Hey, like the saying goes: "It's a small theocratic World!"...
and the Internet reduces the size of it even more.
Sooner or later... B u s t e d !
Matter o' time.

Can some Know-It-All out there, here on the DB help me to understand
this "logic", since it is so "obvious" (to others?)
and could be so "easily overlook(ed)"?

Help?
Anyone?

Unless, UNLESS, the photograph beside the fake KOMF acronym
is ALSO fake. That's it! It's a fake photograph.
Something pulled out of a little metal frame purchased at Wal-Mart.
A sample picture of a smiling Dad. Right?
Then,
EVERYTHING would be CONSISTENTLY Phony and Anonymous and Invisible.

Now, even overwrought I, can see the "obvious reason(ing)" behind that.

Okay. 'Nuff said.

- - -

Now, getting to the title of this thread:

"A Paean To Myself"...

well,
I rolled out of bed this morning and hit the floor (I meant to do it!)
(I could have defied gravity, but I chose not to do so.)
and I said to myself: "I AM god!" "I AM god!" "I AM god!"
(I said it three times for emphasis!!!)
and I looked out the window and the day was wet, cloudy and dreary...
but since I am in control of EVERYTHING as god, as the "I AM", I am,
then I MEANT IT TO BE CLOUDY, RAINY AND DREARY!
I did not want it to be sunshiney and nicey, as god.

And then I walked up the hall to go and sip my Ambrosia,
which is coffee, which is the Nectar Of The gods,
I thought I felt pains in my muscles, but it was an Illusion,
because I said it is so. As god, I Can Create My Own Reality,
so I created a pain-free body, just as I created the weather today.

Whatever the weather is like wherever you are today? I did that.
Unless, you are god too, and I defer to your godship and accept
that the weather at your location is of your own choosing.
We gods are like that. We have a godship kinship.

So, after my godly Nectar took effect,
I decided it would be good, as god, to go and sit on My Throne
and contemplate... and things went well and came out okay,
and it came to myself, in a big burst, in a revelation... that,
as god, I needed a Paean to myself, and who better to write it than me?
(I know, I titled it "I Rote"... well, that's because it was by rote,
because I Am a god, and this stuff is so mechanical, almost routine...)

So, here it is, My Paean To Myself, I share it with all of you:
.
.
I Am Captain of My Fart.
.
I Am Master of My Stool.
.
.
.

Eureka!
I thought it was a stroke of genius.
Of course, being god, I would.
That's it.
Two Lines.
Says it all.
Why say more?

signed:
Tom Talley

(yes! it's a real name! and that is a real letter 'K'!)

p.s. Understand, there are MANY subtleties at work in all the above,
and I, as god, realize that most of The Great Unwashed here,
will be "expected to see" them.
(Ha!ha!ha!... how us gods DO like our amusement!)

p.s.s. Soon, I will be making a guest appearance, along with Shirley,
on "The Opera Windbag Show". All I have to do is will it, to make it so.
And I will be there plugging my New Paean on her "Angel Network",
and she will make it a "Paean-Of-The-Month" Selection.
I will will her to make it so.

("I will will"... heee, didja get that??)

p.s.s.s. Some may be wondering why I asked all those questions above...
about grasping and understanding and all...
because as god, I Should Know It All Already... well, remember,
I am "a" god. lower-case 'g' god, and, so, well, you know.

p.s.s.s.s Anyway, once again, to Omega out with the way I Alpha'ed in,
I want to say, I appreciated all those (((hugs))) last week.

Now, as god, I think I'll go give myself a (((hug)))!

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McVeigh vs Death Penalty

by Amazing in

jw
friends

i am a policitcal conservative, at least a fiscal conservative and sociel moderate.

i support the death penalty, but i agree that our judicial system needs to overhaul how wwe treat criminals to achieve better rehabilitation results.

and of course, withhold the death penalty in cases where there could be doubt.. in mcveigh's case, i believe that he deserves the death penalty.

Tallyman

In this whopper of a thread about Timothy McVeigh which has now been read over 3000 times... has anyone here given their open interpretation to the poem, INVICTUS ? ?

It has figured so prominently in the news this week...
what with being America's Worst Mass Murderer Tim McVeigh's
"LAST WORDS"

The WORDS by which McVeigh wanted people to remember him.

I gave my interpretation of the poem, INVICTUS, McVeigh loved so:

* http://www.intrex.net/tallyman/Invictus.html

Anyone else?

Has there been an intrepretation or discussion of INVICTUS
in any other thread on the DB, to which someone could point me?

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The poem INVICTUS - what a piece of crap!

by Tallyman in

jw
friends

* http://www.intrex.net/tallyman/invictus.html

Tallyman

NO ONE has given their open interpretation to the poem, INVICTUS ? ?

It has figured so prominently in the news this week...
what with being America's Worst Mass Murderer Tim McVeigh's
"LAST WORDS"

The WORDS by which McVeigh wanted people to remember him.

Has there been an intrepretation or discussion of INVICTUS
in any other thread here, to which someone could point me?

I'm surprised that no one in this thread has given their personal intrepretation of INVICTUS - hell, it's so short - a mere few lines -
and yet has the power to impact people so tremendously.

Cyg?

XPatBrit?

and
COMF?? - not even YOU?

.

What gives?

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"Sharing" a piece of myself - part 4

by Tallyman in

jw
friends

if you don't want to read the small text, i've made an identical webpage.

to the print appearing below @.

* http://www.intrex.net/tallyman/sharing4.html.

Tallyman

If you don't want to read the small text, I've made an identical webpage
to the print appearing below @
* http://www.intrex.net/tallyman/Sharing4.html
where the text and font are larger and more legible.
____________________________________________________

Changing subjects somewhat- a few words of advice to you folks:

Never Trust the Police or any branch of law enforcement, or the judiciary.
They do not have your best interests at heart.

Never trust the Media (any form of it) and do not cooperate with them,
because they have their agenda, and again, not your best interests at heart.

Never Believe you are completely exonerated, even when a jury of your peers
decides you are Not Guilty after a lengthy trial process and publicity of their
final verdict. You will never be 100% exonerated of what you were originally
falsely accused of. There will always be people out there who will think you
are a murderer, that you beat the rap, that you got a slick enough lawyer to
get you off, that you may've even bribed someone to insure a positive outcome...

And I've gathered there are quite a few women here on Simon's Discussion board
who have been the victims of abuse and domestic violence at the hands of their
mates... and maybe some, especially those jWs who are lurking, STILL are the
victims of abuse and are suffering violence from their jW husbands...
and women are the targets of domestic violence and abuse far more than men.
(thankfully, there were SEVEN WONDERFUL WOMEN on my jury)

When I was emailing at length to a Woman reporter from the News and Observer
about my case, after my trial was over with, because she wanted to do a
'Human Interest-type' piece, and I cooperated and responded to her questions...
she, at one point asked me:

"Why did you keep on living with your brother if things were so bad?"
( - words to that effect -)

And this is how I replied to Andrea Weigl, the woman reporter, a reply
to a woman, in a way I'd hoped a woman would understand :

* http://www.intrex.net/tallyman/AWeigl.html

Strangely, after I responded to her question, she kind of went mute
and did not respond to my response, whereas before, she had responded
to my other responses and had been really chatty.

There's no problem giving out her email address, for she is a reporter.
Her email address appears every day in The News and Observer.

Hey, maybe someone would like to write her and tell her more about me.
Maybe she'll do another story on me. Tell her about the fictitious Tallyman,
the KultKrimeFighter and what his Krusade is all about...
and that way I'll be flushed out from Invisibility
_________________________________________________
_________________________________________________
_________________________________________________

But for those women here on the Discussion Board who have husbands
or mates who abuse them, not just verbally in brow-beating them,
but actually beat them physically... think long and hard before you take action.

If it gets to the point that he threatens to kill you, and has repeatedly beaten you and bloodied you and bruised you and cut you and broken your bones and has
even burned you... and you've called the police on him to respond to a "Domestic",
and that got you nowhere and nothing but more abuse, and maybe you even took him to court after filing assault charges against him, but that turned out to be a big fat joke and the judge let him off with the lightest sentence he could render,
something like 'Prayer For Judgment'...

...and your mate or husband is still hurting you and if you get boxed into a situation, like painted into a corner with No-Way-Out... and you think: "This is it!" He's going to make good on his threats this time and kill you and assaults you again and sheds your blood to give you a big signal of what's coming... next... and you have it in your power to defend yourself...

My advice, before you take action - even if you have an eyewitness -
think about this ahead of time - you might just want to stand there or slump there
and let the guy go ahead and kill you dead...

because if you DO DEFEND YOURSELF and wind up killing him, taking his life...
no matter how much 'in the right' or 'justified' you think you were,
you will never again feel "right" about it.

You will put a stain on your soul that will not come off.

That, plus you could be hauled in and made the aggressor, instead of the victim
by a jackleg law enforcement officer, or officer of the court, who may be so
incompetent and/or deceptive, they will remind you of the standard WT Elder.

You will be put through hell and if you are charged with a crime,
and once charged, that false accusation will never go away, no matter if you wind up having to go through the entire legal system and process and be declared Not Guilty.

You will find out who your real friends are in a situation like that, and be mighty
surprised at who you thought were your friends, really aren't. Same with relatives.
So, my advice is, think hard about these "consequences". Think about it now.

_________________________________________________
_________________________________________________
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And COMF,
one last thing.
The comment you made in a thread to me a few days ago-
* http://www.jehovahs-witness.com/forum/thread.asp?id=6768&site=3
after I criticized your favorite poem, ...you inquired:

"Struggling inside a little bit these days, Tom?
That's okay. Rant on, dude, it's good for the soul." - COMF

Hell yes, I'm struggling inside these days. More than a little bit.
I killed my brother. No matter the circumstance, I will ALWAYS
be struggling with it. I'd have to be a Sociopath not to be struggling with it.

I'll be struggling with it until I meet the Real Captain Of My Soul,
the Real Master and stand before him, and hopefully be granted
some form of absolution from the pain of my "struggles".

Why do you ask, COMF? Because you really care?

"Okay", how did you like my "rant", dude?

Was it "good" for your "soul"?

_________________________________________________
_________________________________________________
_________________________________________________

NOW do I get any of those ( ( ( H U G S ) ) ) , for "sharing" ?

A n y o n e ?

I'm a victim

and

I shared.

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"Sharing" a piece of myself - part 3

by Tallyman in

jw
friends

if you don't want to read the small text, i've made an identical webpage.

to the print appearing below @.

* http://www.intrex.net/tallyman/sharing3.html.

Tallyman

If you don't want to read the small text, I've made an identical webpage
to the print appearing below @
* http://www.intrex.net/tallyman/Sharing3.html
where the text and font are larger and more legible.
____________________________________________________

What a Swift Kick In The GUT, from COMF!

I had read the horrible comments about me from the H2O and Usenet
Watchtower fanatics like You Know, Friday/Yadrif, Jabriol, Richmac, etc...
and expected as much from these cultists who hoped I got the electric chair,
(imagine what they'd be saying now, if a jury had found me "Guilty" ?
...because look what they ARE saying now after a "Not Guilty" verdict)
but I don't remember ever having exchanged an unpleasant word with COMF.
I had looked on COMF as a friend.

(but, as I said at the beginning of this "sharing", these kinds of tragedies
have a way of changing people, drastically changing people,
people you thought you knew)

And then, this comment from COMF, right in the middle of the most anxious,
uncertain, terrible moments of my life (when I needed support the most) :
__________________________________________

He is a very soft-spoken and sensitive guy ...(Farkel's words)

Hmm... for a while there I thought you were talking about the Talleyman,
but this Kalm Koncerned Karacter you describe Kan't be the King of the Killer
Kult busters!

Another case of aggression emerging
from behind the shields of internet distance and invisibility?

COMF

__________________________________________

Kick a man when he's down, oh Noble Captain?

A slam, because Farkel heard a soft-spoken voice on the other end of the line,
with what he perceived as a degree of gentility, which some say Southerners
are known for? ... but which didn't match up with the KultKrimeFighter
Tallyman persona, I'm supposedly hiding behind?

So, what cloak or shield of invisibility am I wearing Captain Fantastic-
oh, I mean Captain Fate?

Who the hell is hiding here? I've been online exposing the Watchtower since
1992 and have never once hidden behind anything, at any "distance".
I've never assumed anonymity. Have you? Who is COMF? Just an acronym?
I know what it stands for, but Who are YOU? I don't recall ever reading your
real name. It is invisible to me.

I've posted my real name, my personal information/vital statistics so many
times over the years, I couldn't count the times I've posted it.
Here. I'll do it again. Out in the Open. Not from a Distance.

Thomas Farrar Talley (Tom F. Talley) (Tommy Talley)
303 Holland Road
Fuquay-Varina, NC 27526
USA
(919) 552-0492 . . . I've always been listed in phone book. Never Unlisted.
E-Mail: [email protected]
E-Mail: [email protected]
Born: October 18, 1951
Birth Place: Raleigh, North Carolina
Time of Birth: 6:45 PM (twilight)
Sex: Male
Height: 6' 1"
Weight: 175 lbs
Hair: Reddish-Blonde (what's left of it...)
Eyes: Gray
Marital Status: Single
Social Security Number: Hell, I forgot it!

Is that Close Up Enough and Visible Enough and UnShielded Enough
for you, COMF?

All these years I've put that information out there, I've wanted the
Watchtower and its Devotees to know who is saying these things about them,
and that if they want me, here I am, they can try and come get me.
To do this, to post Openly as a Real Person criticizing the Watchtower
is not everyone's way,
(others have their reasons to remain anonymous because of the WT)
but it is My Way.

I feel, to do what I do as an Open and Visible Real Person with a Real Name
flies in the face of the Watchtower society's claims of
being "theatrical spectacles to the world"
"out in the open on the world stage"
"lifting the basket off the light and letting their light shine"... BULLSHIT!

They are God-Damned Gutless Cowards Hiding Behind That Shield
of Invisibility and Anonymity you mention above.
THEY do their dirty work from the Distance.

I was called "Tallyman" back in Junior High School, for chrissakes!
Here, on the Internet, I've tried to create a 'schtick', a comedic device to draw attention to the cult of the Watchtower, hence the use of the 'K' and the 'sch' and other devices. I've not hidden behind a persona or any other damn thing. I'm out there. I've tried to be the very antithesis of "anonymous", or
"invisible". I certainly ain't hiding or shielding myself from whatever comes.

How 'bout you, COMF?
Are you hiding COMF?
Who are you, besides the persona, CaptainOfMyFate?
Hiding behind an acronym, are ye?
(which just recently, thanks to Timothy McVeigh, I learned more of the origin
of your chosen persona - hybridized from the poem INVICTUS, which the
newspaper Tuesday of this week, printed in its entirety. I stand by that thread
I posted about INVICTUS.
* http://www.intrex.net/tallyman/Invictus.html
* http://www.jehovahs-witness.com/forum/thread.asp?id=6768&site=3
What an Arrogant, Presumptuous Piece of Crap!)

Looking at your "profile" on Simon's board, COMF, I'm a bit puzzled.

What's with the email address you use, COMF?

[email protected]

I don't know.
Is it? Is it you or not? Who are you? Do we have to guess?
and the '@hotmail.com' ?
What's up with that, COMF? A Hotmail email address?
THAT'S Out in the Open and Visible?

and the:
Forename: Captain
Surname: Fate

Shit, dude, you're hiding from something or someone . . .

But the thing you said in your H2O Slam about "aggression"...
maybe I interpreted that badly, but from your reply
to the context of Farkel's thread, I saw that as you implying
I was the aggressor, in the family tragedy
Farkel and I had talked about on the phone...
that maybe you were referring obliquely to my "case" and that maybe
my "aggressive" Tallyman KKF persona had spilled over into Real Life...
that it had "emerged" ... and fantasy became reality?

Or did I misunderstand you there, COMF?

See, by that time, when you wrote that last August, since the tragedy
when I acted in Self-Defense against my brother -
as the Victim against the Aggressor -
I had realized that the lofty principle of "The Presumption of Innocence",
commonly known as the saying: "Innocent Unless Proven Guilty"...
which most people give lip service to, had really, in my hard experience,
proved to be just the opposite. When most people in my life had the chance
to apply that principle in my case, most people didn't.

And then the lip service people pay to the "Right of Self-Defense"... what a load!
The same folk who sit around sipping coffee and saying what they would do
"if so and so ever broke into my house or tried to rob me or hijack my car,
or whatever, boy would I let them have it, if I ever got thrust into a situation
with No Way Out, boy would I really defend myself with extreme prejudice,
and on and on and blah, blah, blah,..."

Naww, these same people, when they were told of my case of Self-Defense,
well, all that shit they'd said went straight out the window, and I'm looked upon
with suspicion, and the ol' switcheroo kicked in:
"Guilty Unless Proven Innocence"

Ahh, how people change. How quickly they revert. How fickle they can be.

Maybe I read your short and hard words, wrong, COMF, but it looked to me
like you fell in with that same group of people. Anyway, what I read from you
that day, from someone I thought a friend, at a time when my Enemies were
'piling on'... well, what you wrote, ain't what I needed to see.

I'm glad you were not sitting in my jury.

But maybe, just maybe I could be wrong about you, COMF.
Maybe I'm overreacting and am being too "sensitive", and I told someone
just the other day they were too thin-skinned and I told Somebody a while
back that I don't Offend easily at all.
But those words of yours, hurt.

And I know, I know, you wrote only a few words... but a few words can have
a Great Impact upon a person, yes? Consider the poem INVICTUS.
Just a few lines, but those few words have had a huge impact on people.
Consider Timothy McVeigh and yourself, and others.

But, am I wrong about you? What I said above... am I?
Maybe you posted something later on H2O, what with you maybe being soft
and tender and sensitive enough to my feelings to think that maybe I had
taken your words the wrong way...
but I kept reading H2O and never saw a "retraction" by you.
Might I have missed it?

But what you said was when I was Under That Dark Cloud Of Suspicion.

But months later, when a Jury of Twelve of My Peers, who were, in a way,
captains of my fate - because they surely had a hand in deciding for me
what a good-sized chunk of my earthly fate would be - and after deliberating,
they decided my fate, and declared me: "Not Guilty",
thus exonerating me of having been Falsely Accused.
Among the many who I read congratulating me on my court victory
and vindication, I failed to read any 'well-wishes-words' from you, COMF.
Might I have missed that, too?

All this has been bothering me a long time, COMF, and then reading the
newspaper Tuesday, seeing the print text and images of the step-by-step
execution of Timothy McVeigh, ...because, in my mind I was there,
in that execution chamber, where my enemies wanted me.

THAT could have been me strapped to the gurney with intravenous tubes
stuck in my limbs, delivering the poisons to execute me, if my sisters,
the cops and prosecutor had gotten their way.

And then to see INVICTUS in print - the Last Words of Timothy McVeigh...
YOUR words, too, COMF ... well, all this that's been bothering me since
last August, came flooding back.

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Well, Do I get ANY ( ( ( H u g s ) ) ) YET ?

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"Sharing" a piece of myself - part 2

by Tallyman in

jw
friends

if you don't want to read the small text, i've made an identical webpage.

to the print appearing below @.

* http://www.intrex.net/tallyman/sharing2.html.

Tallyman

If you don't want to read the small text, I've made an identical webpage
to the print appearing below @
* http://www.intrex.net/tallyman/Sharing2.html
where the text and font are larger and more legible.
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So, on that early morning, when I acted in self-defense and shot my brother
who had threatened to kill me and my Father, and had already assaulted and
bloodied me, and after only a few hours before, during that night, had threatened to shoot and kill three police officers to their faces, if they tried to arrest him - officers who had responded to come over to my home due to a "domestic call"
- three trained law enforcement officers with badges, guns, handcuffs, nightsticks,
pepper spray, the works - who had a direct lethal threat communicated to them
from my brother, (THAT is what a BAD ASS my brother was and these three
police officers were afraid of him and were not about to mix it up with him)
who just completely shirked their duty, their sworn oath to Serve and Protect,
who exhibited gross negligence, who just scratched their asses and left the house,
and left me 'holding the bag' and 'twisting in the wind'
(I'm leaving a lot of detail out) and after that, the situation greatly deteriorated over the next five hours, leading up to the the tragedy which occurred.

Then, the police responded again (a little too damn little, a little too damn late!)

and they called the closest relative, who lo and behold, just happened to be my
older sister in Raleigh... well, she practically rocketed down to Fuquay that
morning to "assist" the police in any way she could.

Yeah, my sister "assisted" the police and really "assisted" the detective in charge.

She "assisted" her sorry ass off. and then my younger sister flew up from Florida
the next day to lend her "assistance". She dropped everything she was doing,
leaving her job, her husband, her family, and stayed up here in North Carolina for
over the next two weeks, to join in a tag-team "assistance" with my older sister,
with the police, with the detective, the DA's Office and the prosecutor assigned
to my case, in order to make double sure I would be 'put away' this time- and
even to put me to death if possible.
(Venice, my sister lives near Fort Lauderdale, near you, so be very careful. There
are a lot of Whack-Jobs in Broward County and my sister is definitely one of them)

So, agendas were flying all over the place. My older sister wanted to put me away
so that she would gain materially. Her agenda was and has been transparent. She
really is a Jabba the Hut, not only in stature, but mainly in morality (or lack thereof).
She has a Mercenary Heart sitting atop a Black Hole Stomach. She is a Sucking
Greed Machine who could NEVER be completely sated.

My younger sister's agenda was/is more opaque. It is based on some kind of twisted,
really warped kind of revenge she has conjured in her mind against me. She abruptly
broke off all relations with me five years ago, after going to some psychotherapist
and being prescribed antidepressants in the class of Prozac, Paxil, Zoloft, Luvox, etc.

Maybe that shit "helps" some people, but that class of drugs has a very Dark Side
and has had tremendous negative impact on some people. These pills changed my
sister. (Some refer to these drugs as "Soul-Killers") She under went a radical change in personality. I would not put one of these brain poison pills in my mouth and swallow it, under any circumstances.

Maybe the psychotherapy my younger sister received helped change her too.
Maybe her counselor helped to recover memories from my sister's past...
like long ago, when I forced my sister to take part in a Satanic Ritual where
babies were sacrificed, or some other similar "recovered memories".
(We talk about jWs being 'braindead' - but some of these Phooey-Dooey
Newey-Agey-Psycho-Babbling-Airheaded-Therapists can be just as braindead
and cause just as much damage)

The police detective's agenda was transparent... at least to me. Here was a chance,
an opportunity for the joker to get a career boost, at my expense. Get a murder
conviction under his belt (maybe his first) and get a promotion to add to his resume. He was/is second in line as the assistant Chief of Police in the small town in which I live. Maybe he's got his eyes set on the Boss's job?

The prosecutor assigned to my case? His agenda? My guess is the same as the
detective's. He assigned himself to my case. He is second man to the District Attorney for the County of Wake in North Carolina. His job mainly is to assign cases out to other assistant district attorneys, but he decided to keep my case for himself.

Maybe he's got his eye on his Boss's job. Maybe he smelled victory in court.
He had two sisters testifying against their own brother in a murder case.
How could he lose? He did lose. My lawyer gave him the ass-whipping of his life.
Poor guy. I think he 'lost heart' in my case at some point, when he finally realized the lies and agendas of my sisters and it dawned on him that 'he'd been had'.

I don't know that to be a fact, but from my point of view there in the courtroom,
during my trial, this prosecutor seemed to lose steam. By The Way, my Two ChickenShit Sisters never took the stand in my trial, to "testify" against me. They had, by that time, a pretty good idea of what my attorney would do to them, if they dared.

The jury saw that - my sisters' reluctance to come forward, take the stand,
to speak against me under sworn oath. That made a difference to the jury.
It also made a difference to them that I was willing to come forward and take the
stand and talk, even though I didn't have to do that. I could have let my lawyer
do all the talking for me, and the prosecutor or judge or anyone else could NOT
have forced me to take the stand against my will.
I wanted to take the stand and talk.

I think it boiled down in the end, that the jury saw my sisters had taken the
Low Road, and I had taken the High Road.

My sisters pretended to be the advocate of my brother, to be genuinely distraught
at his untimely death. They put on the facade of having loved him dearly and that
he was an innocent lamb who had been slaughtered and I was the villian who they
claimed murdered him, and that my father who was an integral part of and
eyewitness to this tragedy... was lying to protect me, his only son, now.
My sisters were putting on this pretense, all the while knowing who and what
my brother was, what he had done, what he was capable of doing, but they hid
this truth from the prosecution and spun a web of deceit, instead.
They also hid their cold-hearted HATRED of my brother.

I loved my brother and tried countless times to help him, despite what he did to me.
My sisters long ago abandoned him, disowned him, and one said verbally she
did not even consider him her brother. Their hyprocrisy in that courtroom was Staggering.
It was absolutely Stupefying.

My sisters, when I was in the County Jail awaiting to be bonded out,
(thanks to my two sisters, my wait lasted two weeks) when my father was not
at our house, broke in the house and stole my brother's medical records, as well as
many other things. Especially did my older sister want the medical records where a
psychiatrist, years earlier had diagnosed my brother as "paranoid-schizophrenic".
(my brother had been committed to mental institutions four times in his life)
She wanted that information hidden from coming out, because that knowledge
would serve to help my case.

(One of the jurors later said, after trial, in the newspaper, that the situation
I lived in was a powder keg waiting to explode - living with an unmedicated
paranoid-schizophrenic)
The only "medications" my brother took were alcohol and street drugs,
which only worsened his condition.

After my father and I searched and searched and could not find my brother's
medical records in his room, in the whole house... and my father phoned my older
sister to ask if she had them or knew their whereabouts, she said: "No."
Shortly after that, my lawyer succeeded in getting a Superior Court Judge to grant
full release of all my brother's past, private medical records... and my sister must have gotten spooked, because the next day she turned over copies of my brother's medical records to the prosecutor at his office.

And in a formal Superior Court hearing, a few weeks before my trial, and in front
of the Superior Court Judge who presided at my trial, my attorney forced my sister
to take the stand, under sworn oath, and she had to admit stealing my brother's
medical records from our house, from his room.

Anyway, to try again to condense this long "sharing" of myself - when all this shit, and I do mean SHIT was going down... and I'm dealing with Sibling Treachery,
(when I was in county jail and told some of the 'hardened' criminals what was going
down with me, even They said they'd never encountered such vicious treachery)
dealing with deceptive law enforcement officers, dealing with a top prosecutor
who wants a conviction so bad he can taste it, dealing with the stigma
of being falsely accused, dealing with a small town newspaper who convicted me
in the Court of Public Opinion before I even went to trial, (I'm in the process of
suing them for libel and defamation of character at the moment... and their hack
reporter who did the hatchet pieces on me in their newspaper, was "down-sized")
dealing with the worsening flare-ups of my many physical health problems due
to the stress of the ordeal I was undergoing... still, I was getting some support.

All that while, I was getting phone calls and snail mail and email from friends
who were supporting my position, and who were really putting into application
that lofty principle of The Presumption of Innocence.

And I sure did appreciate that support (and still do) more than all you who gave it
will ever know. I was still reading Usenet and the old H2O board, even though
Rick Righteous had kicked me off it. Hey, maybe Simon will kick me off this board
after I post this, my "long sharing of a piece of me"... we'll see.
(BTW, Rick kicked me off of H2O for telling a joke about "You Know". Rick
accused me of trying to start an Orson Wellesian "War of the Worlds" type of
hysteria with my joke on YK)

So, I never bothered to go back and post on H2O, what with all the the punk
high school hall monitor Moderators who patrolled the board, after my "punishment"
had ended... but I did keep reading it from time to time.
Especially during my ordeal leading to trial, did I read H2O for any shred of support I was getting, for a boost to my morale. And I did get much support.
And what a boost it was!

One day, after Doug Checketts (most of y'all know him as "Farkel") made a long phone call to me, on his dime, to check up on me, to see how I was doing and then report back to H2O to tell the regulars, he posted this:

* http://www.intrex.net/tallyman/DOUGIE.html

All replies to this New Thread which Farkel started were positive and supportive,
with the exception of one - the last person who weighed in - COMF

Here's what COMF had to say:

* http://www.intrex.net/tallyman/COMF.html

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(Many Thanks to Osarif for saving those Logs/Archives of the old H2O
* http://www.geocities.com/osarsif/h2o.htm
* http://www.geocities.com/osarsif/index2.htm

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Don't I get ANY ( ( ( H u g s ) ) ) now?

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"Sharing" a piece of myself - part 1

by Tallyman in

jw
friends

if you don't want to read the small text, i've made an identical webpage.

to the print appearing below @.

* http://www.intrex.net/tallyman/sharing1.html.

Tallyman

If you don't want to read the small text, I've made an identical webpage
to the print appearing below @
* http://www.intrex.net/tallyman/Sharing1.html
where the text and font are larger and more legible.
____________________________________________________

I'd like to share a piece of myself with all of you.
I've been asked to, recently by a number of people on the DB,
and even Pretty Prisca asked me to do so a few days ago, so hubba-hubba, here goes.
It's nothing so tender as the "first kiss" of a heterosexual or homosexual.
* http://www.jehovahs-witness.com/forum/thread.asp?id=6693&site=3
Nothing that squiggly, wiggly, giggly... but after I do my "sharing",
maybe I'll get some (((hugs))) or (((maybe not))) .

What I have to share won't be "warm & fuzzy", like a First Kiss.

Last night I was in a personal conversation with one of the good folks here,
and she cited that I'd never "used my victim hood" on this, Simon's board
and that I had every right too, but I replied back that, that whining and moaning
stuff gets old fast... but right now, I will use my " victim status " as I share this piece of myself with all of you.

My sharing is about a tragic event in my life which took place a year ago.

I shot and killed my brother.

I've had a "bad day" ever since, and things were not going so well for me
before, before, ohh, say, the last quarter of a century.
But things really do change for you when you take the life of a fellow
human being, and when that fellow human is your only brother,
things change drastically.

And you discover things about people all around you, relatives and friends
and people whom you thought were your friends. You discover longtime
relationships can change drastically, too.

I've spoken alot, over the years, about treachery in the Watchtower society,
within Watchtower families, especially the "divided" families, but treachery
is in full blown existence and practice in families completely non-WT or jW.
No one else, in my immediate or extended family ever converted to the
jehovah Witnesses.

But "worldlies" can be just as treacherous and evil as the Watchtower fanatics.
My immediate (and extended) family has been divided for years. Especially
has there been a rift between me and my two sisters. That rift is now a gulf,
and really more like a canyon. My older and younger sisters are now my
mortal enemies and are extremely dangerous. Still.

The older sister lives 25 miles away in Raleigh, North Carolina and the younger
one lives in Florida. I've had a few, thankfully brief encounters, with my older
sister in the last five years. I had not even seen or been in the physical presence
of my younger sister for the last five years, until the tragic even I state above.
Then I see more of her and the other one than I ever want to see, again.

My sisters hate me with a twisted passion. I have not reciprocated, in kind.
I was content to just leave them alone and hoped they would do the same.
They intensely hated my younger brother. He reciprocated. I've never lived my
life as if in a popularity contest. I'm outspoken. Always have been. I've been
outspoken verbally and in print to both of my sisters. They did not like what
I had to say.

In October of 1999, my two sisters tried to have me committed to a mental
institution, to get rid of me - permanently. They failed miserably, nevertheless
they put me through a horrible experience. On a peaceful, quiet, sunny,
autumn Saturday afternoon, several police cars enter our driveway. I see them
coming and meet them at the front door and let them in, wondering all the while
what this is all about.

Ambush, is what it was all about. My older sister, about a half hour earlier, had
driven down from Raleigh for (ostensibly) a friendly little visit with my father
and was in the house before the police arrived. She had set everything up, with
the full backing of my younger sister, earlier in the day, and was sure to be there
to see it all go down.

When I let the police officers in, they asked me: "Are you Thomas Farrar Talley?"
I answered: "Yes" and they told me to turn around and they hand-cuffed me,
all the while reading from papers they were carrying, telling me in a monotone
they were serving me with an order from the Wake County Magistrate's Office to
"Evaluate for Committal to a Mental Institution", blah, blah, blah. I didn't resist.
I was too perplexed to do anything but stand there frozen.

Leaving out a lot of detail, for brevity's sake, at some point my sister enters the
room to admire her handiwork, and my father followed to find out what the hell
was going on in the next room. Despite his protests, the police led me out,
shackled in metal and chains to one of their cars and buckled me in to drive me
to Raleigh to the Wake Mental Health Center.

The County Deputy, on the drive up to the city, apologizes to me the whole way,
saying he is just doing his duty, nothing personal, (yes, there are some good cops
but there are plenty of bad ones) and he acknowledges how very bogus he thinks
this whole deal is. We arrive at the Mental Health Center, and I am evaluated by a
psychiatrist who quickly realizes how bogus this situation was, but I spend the
required, perfunctory hour with him, anyway, and then he stamps:
"Does Not Meet The Criteria For Commitment" on the Magistrate papers the police
carried in, and the shrink declares me "psychologically fit".
(my illness(es) are physiological, not psychological)

The deputy returns me home and on the drive back, we talk about movies and
ball games and the weather. We arrive at my house and wonder of wonders,
my sister has disappeared.

Later, through considerable effort, I obtain a copy of the papers my sister filled out, before a County Magistrate, to explain why I should be committed to a mental
institution and how I pose a danger to myself and a danger to others... and then
signs it, under sworn oath, under the penalty of perjury.

I read what my sister wrote about me before this idiot Magistrate, and it was without exception, the biggest, wholesale, blatant pack of Lies, a person could squeeze into twenty blank lines on a form paper. I counted 18 lies in a row, written by my sister about me. And this airhead Magistrate signed off on it, putting the wheels in motion to have me put into a dungeon, without ANY background checking.

I found out the Magistrate did not even check to confirm my sister was who she said she was- my sister... and we live in the Computer Age with so much information a few clicks away... and the Magistrate had a computer sitting square in front of her.

I find out later, when I'm in the process of pressing charges against my sister
(my father talks me out of it for the sake of his grandsons - how would it look to
them and how badly would they be traumatized to see the police come to their door
and see their Mommy led away in handcuffs?...so, I relented) that it is SO ASTONISHINGLY EASY for someone, anyone, to walk in off the street into the County Courthouse, and claim before a Magistrate to be the relative of a person who poses a danger, and can be deceptive enough, after finding an idiot-enough Magistrate to sign off on the lies and fabrications.

In other words, if that someone can spin a convincing enough story to a Magistrate, they may well succeed in having someone committed to a mental institution.
The lawyer I talked to, said sorry, but that's just the way the law is in North Carolina and in quite a few other states, the Laws to Commit are even more liberal and lax.

But anyway, thankfully, as things turned out, my two sisters failed to get rid of me- Permanently. They would get another chance at it though, 8 months later.
Fast Forward to about 10 months later... to August of 2000

I am in the middle of preparing for a trial, having been charged with murdering
my brother, having my two sisters to thank for that charge of murder having been
pressed against me. My two sisters this time saw a Golden Opportunity to not only
put me away in prison, permanently, but maybe even to have me put to death,
to have me executed.

The original charge against me on June 30, 2000, was:
1st Degree Murder With Malice And Aforethought,
filed by the District Attorney's Office, at the urging of the small town
detective who had been conned and convinced all that day by my older sister,
that I was a murderer (and had planned to murder my brother?).

The next day, appearing in an article about my case (it was a "case" at that point)
in The News and Observer newspaper, the largest daily in North Carolina, the
reporter ended his piece by stating that I could receive the death penalty.

- - -

Here, I digress, but this past Tuesday morning, reading the articles in the same newspaper and looking at the images of the step-by-step execution of Timothy McVeigh the day before... well, as I was reading it, I lived and died through it all, vicariously.

That could have been me on the gurney being administered the lethal injections if
the State of North Carolina's Assistant District Attorney, if the Police Detective,
and if my two sisters had their way -- that could have been me accepting the same
FATE, to which McVeigh finally had to surrender.

Imagine my imagination!

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Do I get any ( ( ( H u g s ) ) ) now?

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(edited for html "tags")

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The poem INVICTUS - what a piece of crap!

by Tallyman in

jw
friends

* http://www.intrex.net/tallyman/invictus.html

Tallyman

Okay KOMF,

I gots a good Rant tomorrow.

Just for you.

Look for it.

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