An explanation of sorts
A number of you have asked us why all of the Wickre discussions were closed to comments. It wasn’t anything that you guys did, it was Wickre. He’s the reason we can’t have nice things. He started using your screen names to post comments, well, here they are, rather than try to explain their content;
You’ll notice all of those comments, screen shot from my “Trash” folder, are from the same IP address, one that we’ve identified as one of the ones Psul uses along with a scad of others.
He started posting them a little after 11 o’clock the other night. I think he was doing it to set us up for a lawsuit because he couldn’t find any comments that y’all have made about in the manner he’d like. But, I didn’t want to stay up all night babysitting his punkass, because unlike Psul, I have job, for a few more months anyway. And then he sent me this email;
I have had it with you. You get your stupid blog off my name or everytingn you thought about will occur.
Lawsuits, damages, court hearings, Va I will haul down your site at IBM get seavey fired from his cush job and turn you over to the VA
—
Paul Wickre
VP DHS Business Development
F*cking idiot moron, what does the VA care about what I do? He takes his cues from Wittgenfeld who is going to sic his mental health professional on us. But Wickre didn’t darken our virtual doorstep yesterday. I guess he cried himself to sleep and was nursing the biggest hangover of his life all day yesterday.
Category: Shitbags
@199
If he can’t, it doesn’t matter. MAC address is, as Pustule Wickless said early one, “trapped and traced” along the way. That’s how they get people.
It’s too easy for someone to say, “Oh..someone must have hacked my wireless router and downloaded all that illegal material”. That defense never sticks.
I wonder what the Lady Preacher and her staff at Paul K. Wickre’s church will think of the language of one of her flock when she reads the e-mail with his profanity copied and pasted into it in the morning. She may try to whack his peepee, (as was said by that comedy skit judge back in the day).
And, those threats, directed at we the commenters here at TAH, when copied, pasted and e-mailed to my local County Sheriff, for him to hold, pending possible action against me by this drunken, out of his mind, waste of tissue.
What a PATHETIC LOSER.
@202- again, if you had any balls that didn’t come from a bottle of MD 20/20, you wouldn’t be posting threats, you’d be acting on them. However, if you had the brains God gave a flea, you’d realize that posting threats is a major no-no……. but, we all know you’re not that smart
Oh, yeah, while I’m waiting for the next blast of fetid air from paul k wickre’s corner of the world, I have to say that I did see “End of Days”, the one with Arnold Schwarzenegger, and it was so-so for arnie, but the Devil disguised as a fake priest peeing gasoline in the street was one cool effect.
I would think, just spitballing here, that if our esteemed “Mouthy Nothings” came within range of any one of us, these communicated threats would be sufficient for a case of self defense should someone elect to shoot him first. He’s already making violent and terroristic threats. His mere presence within our respective areas would show intent to follow through with these threats.
Better to be judged by 12 than carried by 6.
I can see the spandex clad slinky that is Paul K. Wickre kicking itself down the stairs, but I am puzzled as to how in hell it gets back up there to do it again.
I would think that this PATHETIC LOSER is too damned drunk to pour himself up the stairs.
Keep the threats coming, bitch boi, keep them coming.
Wickre, Dude give it up. Stop making comments, stop the calls, the emails and all that crazy shit and things WILL die down and go away. YOU hold the key. Just stop being a fool and in a few weeks, you’ll be an old joke.
@202 – evidently, you were not hospitalized long enough. You need help, sir. And I think you’ll get it. The only question is, will you seek it out yourself before it is too late? Or, will you have it imposed upon you by the criminal justice system? Try to think – and act – rationally, while you still have some semblance of control over the situation.
Wow, a specific threat to an individual. Maybe a poor attempt and an insanity plea?
Paul, with a baseball I can literally hit from my yard the houses of a MPDC officer, a member of the secret service, several FBI agents, and a member of the USCP. I’m also guessing that I can outshoot all of them. When you come looking, the car in my driveway has the Combat Infantryman plates. If you screw up and hit the wrong house, you’ll have to deal with a law enforcement officer who owns the house. If you don’t you’ll have to deal with me. The law enforcement guys are trained to arrest. I’m trained to shoot everything in sight as many times as I can while I cross the objective. You pick which is worse.
If you say one more filtjhy word, attacking myself , me self esteem, my household, I will locate you out of self-preservation, hunt you down and kill you, You better go get your huntin’ hat and scatter gun, because I’m getting ready to say more than one. But first, I’ll disabuse you of the notion that we’re attacking your self-esteem. You have none. And that’s for good reason, you’re truly a troglodyte. I do not think you get it, you have hospitalized me and cost me jobs, and are destroying ny life nad well being. I do not think YOU get it. I don’t give a shit. I don’t care about you, your so-called life or your well-being. Then again, I don’t have to. If you’re stupid enough to come here to be abused, I’m happy enough to do it. You’re a masochist getting your ass kicked by your betters. And I think you like it. I will shoot you to kill, and find each one of you that keeps my commerce destroyed and me from secure procreation. Whoa whoa whoa. Hold up, cupcake. We’re not the reason you’re not getting any quality time. That flabby gut, the boozy breath and your utter lack of anything vaguely resembling humanity is what’s keeping you from getting laid. But thanks for repeating the threat. Keep ’em comin’. I’m sure the cops will love that shit. You are on the verge of descrating every thing I love and hold santified. If you held thing one “santified”, you wouldn’t embarrass them by acting as you do. You wouldn’t defile them by acting like you do. You wouldn’t abuse them by acting like you do. bullying laws you are pushing me to suicide, Before it gets there, out of self perservation, I will shoot you all down as an extreme threat to my stability, my wifes sancity, hunt you down like animals and blow you away as your are tearing my menatal stability away from any kind of life. Now wait a minute there, buttercup. You’re the one who wrote posts telling you to off… Read more »
Well, I’m doing both screen captures into a Word doc and direct printouts from my printer.
Keep it going, paul k wickre. Keep it going.
You are just digging that hole deeper and deeper for yourself.
I know what you did on Monday and to whom. You just keep making it worse for yourself.
Go ahead. Make my day.
The only thing being desecrated here is the English language.
As for your self-esteem, you seem to be going back and forth from not caring to overly caring. However, since you are threatening suicide, might I suggest that you call the local authorities and get some help.
As for the threat of breaking into my house and attempting to murder me, I would like to inform you that my house is protected. My wife and I are both excellent shots; me with my 1911A1 and my wife with her glock (it’s pink, don’t judge). Your life will be turned around if you break into my house, as Oregon has something akin to Castle Doctrine.
Finally, I would love to see a court of law acquit you of murder because of harsh words on the internet. The fact that you have stated it proves premeditation. So, your idea for using it as a legal defense is right out.
Oh, and one final thing:
If you say one more filtjhy word, attacking myself , me self esteem, my household
I don’t want to talk to you no more, you empty headed animal food trough wiper. I fart in your general direction. Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries. You don’t frighten us, English pig dog. Go and boil your bottoms, you sons of a silly person. I blow my nose at you, so-called ‘Wickre Psul,’ you and all your silly Sperm Clubbers.
@210
I can see the spandex clad slinky that is Paul K. Wickre kicking itself down the stairs, but I am puzzled as to how in hell it gets back up there to do it again.
I got that one covered. The only stairmaster Wickless will ever operate;
http://www.edenstairlifts.co.uk/eden-stairmaster.htm
He’s still here, don’t you smell it? He’s just hoping that someone will make a threat on his life so he can screen capture it, if he knows how.
@167, 202: As I shot Jonn a 6-pack’s worth of shekels via PayPal recently, he has my home address. Just ask him for it, he hereby has my permission to share. (Jonn, if he DOES, which I doubt, just bcc:me so I have a heads up.) I have many more calibers than your mythical one. Especially the 4 rounds of 00-buck in the Mossberg Cruiser next to the bed.
Or you can just hang around LAS and ask any blue uniform to have me fetched for you. I’m there 5 days a week. Warning, Psul. The Metro officers assigned to McCarran are all crack shots, dating from a hostage incident there several years ago. If you come armed, they will take of Karen’s problems with you permanently.
Continue having a lovely night.
Paul K. Wickre; you insane, insidious bitch. You and procreation do not belong in the same sentence, unless of course you attend the same bolivian church whose pastor convinced his flock that his penis contained holy milk.
You Procreate. HA, that is a thought that should never be pictured. And since procreation by you is impossible, it needn’t be pictured.
You are engraving the fact, indelibly that you are but one sorry assed PATHETIC LOSER.
I would so love to see you laying in the Fecal position, along the walkways of Wilson Dr. Wouldn’t want to be too close though as I really don’t do well around the smell of stale puke, pissed pants, and the smell of old, used alcohol.
Go to bed Paul. The only one pushing you over the edge is yourself.
Don’t sweat the things you can’t control. This blog is something you can’t control.
If you just stay away you can maybe get that 1/3 of a job you are bitching about.
@154: if we’re talking about an instrument to measure Psul, that be a SMEGMAMOMETER.
Wickre’s anger has boiled over tonight, folks. He’s taken the next step and communicated threats twice this evening – and with his prior history of physical and communicated violence against others, it would not surprise me if he did strike out at someone (not necessarily someone on this site).
His posts are pure, unadulterated anger and rage – not fueled by alcohol, but by himself because he is threatened by us. He’s insecure and has lost money and employment in the past; he hates women and others that he sees as threats in the workplace, in the community and on the ‘net. He’s visited this site ans saw what was written about Phil, tried to rebut it and has not inserted himself into the commentary, and has no exit plan. His only plan is to attack via phone and posts, to intimidate – and he has failed to do so.
Paul has changed the message – it’s now about violence towards us. It may be time for the legal system to step in and put him behind bars for a long time.
I really don’t do well around the smell of stale puke, pissed pants, and the smell of old, used alcohol.
Good point. He couldn’t exactly sneak up on us. He stinks of low self-esteem and liver failure.
Oh, are we doing Monty Python? I like this one:
How sweet to be an idiot
And dip my brains in joy.
Children laughing at my back,
With no fear of attack.
As much retaliation as a toy.
How swe-e-e-et, to be an idiot.
How sweet.
One of the benefits of being a graduate of the Benning School for Boys is that I am qualified to teach my wife about the wonders of intersecting fields of fire, range cards, establishing firing positions, and use and maintenance of the Remington 870P, the M4, and the M9. Oh, and she is a flaming bitch when she’s angry. Imagine the Hulk, but with a short barreled shotgun.
Wow. Just wow.
The wheels are coming off.
Oh, are we doing Monty Python?
If so, I’ll play. I submit that Wickless is clearly not the king. Because he’s all covered in his own shit.
It is about 12:30AM up his way, so I suppose that by now he has passed out. The deterioration of his spelling and sentence structure has shown that he is, by now, pretty well inebriated, most likely falling asleep with a lit cigarette, that his wife will pick up and wonder how much it will cost to repair this piece of burnt furniture. I really doubt that he has the ability to compose another comment tonight.
What a PATHETIC LOSER.
#227 USMCE8Ret – The wheels came off some time ago. To quote a line from Star Trek, “Only a fool fights in a burning house”… and his house is a fully involved, five alarm inferno….
Still here, Paul? No one is falling for your little trick, now your threats are hanging out there for the grand jury to see. I said you should go to bed.
Nope, he’s still there on his little Windows XP system using Internet Explorer 8.0.
Windows XP? XP? I’d think with all those megabucks he’d at least be on Win7 by now.
Then again, he may have passed out with his face on the F5 key, so it’s refreshing a million times a minute.
Damn, Jonn… please don’t tell us that you’re working for one of those three letter agencies….
Now, Jonn, we must be patient.
You know it takes paul k wickre as much as an hour to put together one of his lengthy, misspelled, nearly illiterate posts.
We must wait a little longer.
Of course, there’s always the possibility that he passed out on his keyboard.
@234
Naw. Operating system is standard information passed to server logs. It’s useful for a web designer to know what most of his audience is using, so they can make sure the pages are optimized to work with those systems.
Hey Paul K. Wickre: How does it feel to be a part of the crowd here at TAH? Not one of the “in” types, but sorta “in”, in that we just love having you here to poke, prod, and LAUGH OUR ASSES OFF AT. Just to make you feel a bit more at home, we have had created just for you, your very own gear and apparel line. You can see it here:
http://www.cafepress.com/frankopinions/10279519
You PATHETIC LOSER.
Yep, crazy doesn’t have a shut off valve.
Paul, just call a helpline. They are the only ones who care.
but sorta “in”, in that we just love having you here to poke, prod, and LAUGH OUR ASSES OFF AT.
Kinda like a masochistic mascot. Think Mickey Mouse in a gimp suit.
Wow, an electrical engineer in the IT business trying to sell technology, and he’s running XP? That is just sad. Not to mention the fact that XP is so riddled with security issues that its a wonder someone hasn’t made “You’re Screwed” start flashing in red across his screen yet.
@236… Thanks for the info. I was starting to worry that Jonn may be “looking in” on all of us via some super duper sekrit squirrel software that is looking at us when we post.
Paul, just call a helpline
He won’t.
Some substance abusers hit rock bottom and figure that they’re truly fucked with no way out but to look for help. Most hit rock bottom and die there.
Wickre is a special kind of stupid. He’s hit rock bottom and grabbed a shovel.
Paul K. Wickre, let me make you feelb rave. I am 66yo, 5 foot 5 inches and weigh 140#. If you want to play gunfighter bring yourself here to Oklahoma. I am easy to find.Wow a 228 caliber,I am not impressed or worried. I only have one 222 and one 233 caliber rifles,the rest are in larger calibers. You do not want to this with me. You really like to pick on the Ladies of TAH. So to make your threats more belivable , start with me. If those sorry excuses for a car will make it here. Bring it big man(NOT).All mouth with nothing to back it up. In my country you are only as good as your words. I have lost count of how many times Paul K. Wickre has threaten to shut us(TAH) down. You have put me in nasty mood,Please start with me. Joe
Frankly, any way we can get that TAH logo on some spandex running shorts?
Well said, Joe.
All mouth with nothing to back it up.
I lived in Montana for a time. They call that “A cowboy who is all talk and no cattle”. They probably have a similar saying in Oklahoma.
@242… he probably will take his wife and others that truly care about him on his spelunking expedition, ruining their lives in the process. He’s too vain to seek help for his issues, and this will probably end horribly for him and others in his life.
Hey Psul, if I’m lucky enough to be on your hit list, call me when you get to the airport. That would be SFO. My friends, Mr. Smith & Mr. Wesson, and I will pick you up and take you, and your Buck knife, for a nice ride…
Bedwetter
Well, gee, I thought I was the only dinosaur left on the planet using XP.
Oh goodie!! The gloves are finally off! Paul let me let you in on a little secret, ok so everyone knows it but still play along. You are batshit fucking insane! You threaten and bluster around here but you are not going to do shit. You couldn’t find your dick with you wife’s mouth wrapped around it and a GPS. If you’ve looked for any of us, well we’re not that hard to find, it’s just that you’re too stupid to find anyone. Hell you’re too stupid to live. (not a threat just an observation!)
Tell you what, let’s play a game. You like games don’t you? Of course you do, you have the mentality of a small child so I’m sure you love them. Let’s play hide and go fuck yourself! I am not Military nor have I ever been. I am 5ft 3in and 100 and something pounds. (Only my Doc and God know that one and I know they ain’t telling) So why don’t you come have a sit down with me. You bring your little .228 whatever the hell that is, and I’ll bring my sparkling personality and my charm. Let’s see who walks away. M’kay? Smooches lover boi!
Well, gee, I thought I was the only dinosaur left on the planet using XP.
One of mine at work is XP. In fact, it’s the only XP machine in the agency. I use it to test to make sure the stuff we put out is compatible with older machines.
truth is stranger than fiction. if this (Psuls) was the behavior of a character on a tv show I would call the writers hacks and expect the show to get canceled. you just can’t make this shit up. it’s a shame I’ll be going to bed soon, my own drinking tonight is kicking in and I can still somehow form a coherent thought here in the comments block.
Oh, and John, I hope you are buying your IT guy a steak dinner for fending off the DDoS attacks this week that we all have no clue where it came from or who could have done it. /sarcasm
Isn’t he restricted to travel in his county in Maryland?
Then I can’t extend an invitation to meet him at the police station with the printouts of his threats, can I?
Bummer!
@#244 Bobo:
No spandex as yet in that shop, but I have a local print shop who uses my artwork to put on anything I take to them. Might have to buy the XXXL Spandex in a department store and have it done locally.
Isn’t he restricted to travel in his county in Maryland?
Given his nature, I suspect his travel is restricted to his couch.