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4ZZ3R43

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THE CURIOUS CASE OF MICHAEL KUCZI
« on: May 21, 2020, 08:25:09 pm »
Azzerae here. As if you couldn't tell from my username. Hah.

Recently, I commented on an excerpt of a Li'l Yachty interview on IGTV, and some loser faggot incel jumped on my ass, calling me a "bitch" and referring to my cartoons as "weak ass" (the drawings I make to accompany my low key podcast AZZERAE'S WORLD).

After careful consideration, and my tech team themselves looking into the trolling attack on my good name, it has been determined that Vanderhooven and his goons are executing a poorly coordinated hit job on my ass.

Now, no of you, even have scratched the surface of - nor have the interest or knowledge of the art comics world which I inhabit, and make a substantial portion of my living in. It's not about the money, but money is a part of it.

I say all this to say, from a layman's standpoint Peter Bagge or even Simon Hanselmann could be nothing but shit to you motherfuckers. Now calling Bagge "art comics" maybe is a stretch...but I'm trying to make a point to those who aren't abreast of this world.

I am quite happy and fulfilled with my abilities to execute the level of art I do and it is meaningful to me. But what isn't helping is the negative (and made up) attacks on my person that comes from the bottom up...

Michael Vandecon and all his little devils can run amok now, free. But if you think you've won the war you haven't. You're under the impression that the battles been fought, that I'm waving the white flag. But I'm no frog...no king.

I am AZZERAE. And this too shall pass.

Dear, sweet Azz:  I am sorry you have had to endure this persecution.  If it is any consolation, since I have been posting at bellgab my online journeys have also been accompanied by a trailing stench such as what happens when you step in a dog poop unawares.

As you may know I delight in translating verse from the few languages I command and posting my work for English-speaking readers to enjoy.  Inevitably, after a hard night's concentration on some old Swedish hymn, my offering is dismissed by some troll as "clumsy and illiterate" or "lacking in real poetic power".

Neither are my baking forays immune from this abuse.  When I post a recipe over which I have labored, some fool always comes along with "improvements", offered in an unnecessarily caustic tone, with opprobrious remarks on my taste and technique.

I believe these assailants are posters too chickenshit to challenge me on bellgab itself (where my sway is mighty) and must therefore content themselves with dragging my work on other forums under the cloak of anonymity.  This distinctive passive-aggressive style, with its strange and inexplicable insistence on "loyalty" to a forum that routinely abuses its users, has "brig" all over it and, as annoying as it is, I take it as a tribute to the power and influence I wield, and suggest you might do the same.

Metron 2267

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My goodness, thank you both for sharing your respective gangstalking narratives. Suffice to say it is a "real" thing.

K_Dubb I've seen the trolls back away from you, apparently your Scandinavian repellent is more than effective. Heh heh...



Your baking will always be welcome here, meager audience though we may be.

I've also throughly enjoyed reading your insights on Inslee's idiocy. Well, things could be worse, the female contingency of the gubernatorial persuasion has proven to be even more toxic.



Azz, bag the artistic comparisons, you're 100% your own man and need make no apologies for your estimable talents.


Metron 2267

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Also...

I see a lot more R. Crumb and Mr. Snoid in Bagge's work than you need concern yourself with:




4ZZ3R43

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Dear, sweet Azz:  I am sorry you have had to endure this persecution.  If it is any consolation, since I have been posting at bellgab my online journeys have also been accompanied by a trailing stench such as what happens when you step in a dog poop unawares.

As you may know I delight in translating verse from the few languages I command and posting my work for English-speaking readers to enjoy.  Inevitably, after a hard night's concentration on some old Swedish hymn, my offering is dismissed by some troll as "clumsy and illiterate" or "lacking in real poetic power".

Neither are my baking forays immune from this abuse.  When I post a recipe over which I have labored, some fool always comes along with "improvements", offered in an unnecessarily caustic tone, with opprobrious remarks on my taste and technique.

I believe these assailants are posters too chickenshit to challenge me on bellgab itself (where my sway is mighty) and must therefore content themselves with dragging my work on other forums under the cloak of anonymity.  This distinctive passive-aggressive style, with its strange and inexplicable insistence on "loyalty" to a forum that routinely abuses its users, has "brig" all over it and, as annoying as it is, I take it as a tribute to the power and influence I wield, and suggest you might do the same.

It will be always be taken as unadulterated hypocrisy, when I boo or hoo over such petty slights, but the feeling hurt has feelings too, everybody!

While you'd be hard-pressed to find others who share your interests (as they are so niche), they need not trash your treasures or rough you up just for being "different".

Not that we needed another Michael to add to the shit list, but Kuzki there is beating the war drums and initiating esprit de corps without much ROI.

So to rake Brig over the coals at this point, while a pleasure to peruse, I have my doubts as to whether or not your loyalties are to her or in service of her due to your own needs.

I've sculpted views and opinions about who you are, who I am, and how we relate ... but its snake eyes sometimes that I'm left with when I seek answers.

I'll snuggle up closer to the idea in time. But till then, I say, again, I greet your bakery and verse with open arms - even though the subjects themselves and how I relate to them are clearly areas I'm outta my depth in.

Don't allow them to beat you down any. You don't need to be the punching bag. You don't need to be denigrated for your eccentricities.

Let me not get pep talkie. You know where it is you're going.

Metron 2267

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Iow, a lot less of this:

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You people are scum. You know who you are. Scum. Heads will roll.

As yet, I can do nothing about this. Yet. I'll get around to it. Meanwhile, this is an active project, its apparent halfassery notwithstanding, and let me assure you, I am going to get what I want here.

But a waist-widening:



Before he strips his seal skin off and goes all Selkie on us.



https://www.historic-uk.com/HistoryUK/HistoryofScotland/The-Eilean-Mor-Lighthouse-Mystery/

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Moore noticed something was immediately wrong; the door to the lighthouse was unlocked and in the entrance hall two of the three oil skinned coats were missing. Moore continued onto the kitchen area where he found half eaten food and an overturned chair, almost as if someone had jumped from their seat in a hurry. To add to this peculiar scene, the kitchen clock had also stopped.

Moore continued to search the rest of the lighthouse but found no sign of the lighthouse keepers. He ran back to the ship to inform Captain Harvey, who subsequently ordered a search of the islands for the missing men. No-one was found.

Harvey quickly sent back a telegram to the mainland, which in turn was forwarded to the Northern Lighthouse Board Headquarters in Edinburgh. The telegraph read:

A dreadful accident has happened at Flannans. The three Keepers, Ducat, Marshall and the occasional have disappeared from the island. On our arrival there this afternoon no sign of life was to be seen on the Island.

Fired a rocket but, as no response was made, managed to land Moore, who went up to the Station but found no Keepers there. The clocks were stopped and other signs indicated that the accident must have happened about a week ago. Poor fellows they must been blown over the cliffs or drowned trying to secure a crane or something like that.

Night coming on, we could not wait to make something as to their fate.
I have left Moore, MacDonald, Buoymaster and two Seamen on the island to keep the light burning until you make other arrangements. Will not return to Oban until I hear from you. I have repeated this wire to Muirhead in case you are not at home. I will remain at the telegraph office tonight until it closes, if you wish to wire me.

A few days later, Robert Muirhead, the board’s supernatant who both recruited and knew all three men personally, departed for the island to investigate the disappearances.

His investigation of the lighthouse found nothing over and above what Moore had already reported. That is, except for the lighthouse’s log…

 :o


4ZZ3R43

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You people are scum.

Isn't that what you've been saying, about BellGabbers, all along?

Metron 2267

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Isn't that what you've been saying, about BellGabbers, all along?

The difference is I say it as NOT a supplicant attention whore to their incessant loosh farming.

Eh?



Whilst Crackstar nakedly sucks their collective cawks under the guise of a good speed rush.

Kuzki is a fucking paranoiac cow pie with an attitude.

I mean come on, he actually trolled K_Dubb with a Hungarian bakery for Crissakes!



I mean come on, he actually trolled K_Dubb with a Hungarian bakery for Crissakes!



I took it as a neighborly gesture since I've devoted far to little attention to central European baking.  A lot of it falls under the influence of Viennoiserie, a much later trend with Eastern roots, but their traditional peasant/folk/whatever denigrating term is in vogue these days baking is fascinating.  They put sour cream in everything, lots of fillings made of ground nuts and poppyseeds, and doughs made with substantial helpings of fresh cheese of the kind we can't get here, sort of like cottage cheese or ricotta, which must wreak havoc with the gluten structure.

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The difference is I say it as NOT a supplicant attention whore to their incessant loosh farming.

My intent was not to imply there was anything wrong with you stating facts where BellGab is concerned.

The fact is THEY ARE scum. No question.

As for Jackstar's behaviour ... drugs are an awful way for a once sharp, thoughtful fellow to unravel. And a one way ticket to hell.

I'm increasingly grateful for this site. For our friendship. For Toots. For Starr. And, while I want to say K. Dubb, I can't seem to wrap my head around whether or not he's with us or against us.

And I wish I could just ask him, but he always pulls that Norwegian card out, and confuses me with his Kierkegaard-like prose and poetic license ... one that coils itself 'round my throat before I know what's happening.

He's indeed one of the more artful trolls, I'll give him that. I want to hug him sometimes. But then he "gremlins" out, and before I know it he's gotten someone else to make an ass of me by proxy.

Maybe I'm all wet. Maybe Toots was right. Maybe my schizoid is showing.

FUCK. It's hangin' the fuck out, all slobbery, like a canine tongue. UGH. GOD.

Whilst Crackstar nakedly sucks [BellGab's] collective cawks under the guise of a good speed rush.

Kuzki is a fucking paranoiac cow pie with an attitude.

I mean come on, he actually trolled K_Dubb with a Hungarian bakery for Crissakes!

Poor guy. Now why would anyone do anything like that?

4ZZ3R43

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This distinctive passive-aggressive style, with its strange and inexplicable insistence on "loyalty" to a forum that routinely abuses its users, has "brig" all over it and, as annoying as it is, I take it as a tribute to the power and influence I wield, and suggest you might do the same.

2 things, K. Dubb:

1) Are you for or against Brig?

and

2) I do not wield any power. Neither here nor on BellGab. It and its user base detest me with every ounce of their being. It bugs me some, sometimes. But other times, I am too busy not giving a shit to care. White male privilege? That's the only POWER I feel either of u "wield" at this point.

Ag. I might as well just go ahead and 3 this shit...

3) Shreddie. Tell Shreddie I have a nice, shiny, new ball for him here. We'll let a bygone saga be what it is, and pretend he didn't scurry off in shame and fear.

The entire internet, all in one jpeg

Metron 2267

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My intent was not to imply there was anything wrong with you stating facts where BellGab is concerned.

The fact is THEY ARE scum. No question.

As for Jackstar's behaviour ... drugs are an awful way for a once sharp, thoughtful fellow to unravel. And a one way ticket to hell.

Whatever it is that he had, in terms of a schtick, it's over. Now the demands, the "I can allow it" menacing vibe, they've all gone down in a gloryhole of Ballgrab supplication. I'm telling you, watching a self-proclaimed "wizard" suck collective cawk is no enjoyable thing.



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I'm increasingly grateful for this site. For our friendship. For Toots. For Starr. And, while I want to say K. Dubb, I can't seem to wrap my head around whether or not he's with us or against us.

Guess what, in this instance I think he's not sure either!

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And I wish I could just ask him, but he always pulls that Norwegian card out, and confuses me with his Kierkegaard-like prose and poetic license ... one that coils itself 'round my throat before I know what's happening.

He's indeed one of the more artful trolls, I'll give him that. I want to hug him sometimes. But then he "gremlins" out, and before I know it he's gotten someone else to make an ass of me by proxy.

Maybe I'm all wet. Maybe Toots was right. Maybe my schizoid is showing.

Nope.

Not even.

The minute I spanked Shreddie K-Dubb went "limp" on us.

That has to mean something.


Metron 2267

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LOL!

We merged there I think...tee hee... ;D

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I know what she feels like. But this is coming from the guy who throws his only friend under the bus routinely because his memory is so fried from psychotropic medication, and the razor sharp wit and well thought out literary ramblings that used to be an innate part of him died when he got well and decided not to commit hari kari.

If only everyone knew I just want to impress myself, but instead, depress myself. And I cast stones at Jackstar for his inaudible shitspeak.

I should be ashamed of myself. Oh, and my grandmother is dead, but my Mom is my best friend, and I made her cry this week.

Bang up, job, Azz. Zero fucks.