I’ve become so numb. But you know me, I always end up pulling it together. So let’s pull it together, together.

Can I get an encore, do you want more? I hope so, ’cause I’m ready to go one more round.

On December 27th 2013 I posted an Eminem video (The Monster) and Zero’s World was born. Eminem not only became the first thing posted each new year of the blog, but Eminem became the theme music to which I wrote most of the posts and hopefully the soundtrack to which you read the blog. Some people still don’t get why Eminem. I’ve explained this before and probably will again, like all things dealing with this place, it’s complicated. The important part is we have made it to year 4 and Eminem is here for us. I chose a hybrid track to put this last year into motion and it fits, since this blog is a bit of a hybrid blog. Mixing it all up.

I know along the way many of you thought I was shady. And with some of you the feeling was mutual. But as a close friend of mine would say, “You got me fucked up!”. I’m not really all that shady, in fact I’m as sunny as that California state I go on and on about. Ok maybe not that sunny, but definitely as bright no matter how dark you may find me. (Is anyone enjoying this wordplay?) Hopefully this final year of posts will show this in a better light. And some of you might start, seeing me less as the shady one and more of the Doc type. I’m not talking about Hackett either. I mean Doc like as in the one in charge or the guy who will put you on the couch (‘Member? Yea, I ‘member).

So, with all that being said (wordplay and all), Get your ass up for the doctor
One more time, get your ass up for the doctor, Come on now, here we go, cliff hanger, it’s another club banger. Got you hangin’ on the edge of your seat.

Yep, here we go again. I’m gonna do what I do best. Get under the skin of the trolls and the righteous. Make you all think twice before you decide to fuck with another human being. I know, that’s a lot to ask for, but I’m gonna do my best to get us all there. I know there will continue to be naysayers and haters, but you had your chance. Times up, games over, you lose, I win ’bout to show these knuckleheads how to do this here. Yep, just call me turnip, because I’m ’bout to turn it up!  Sorry, that was bad.  You get me though, we are ready to actually go somewhere.

Ooh yeah, new year, next phase, begin, Look who’s got you goin’ crazy again. I do bring out the crazy in people, don’t I? Just look what I have done to our little loud mouth Fluke. He’s almost pathetic to look at now. Minus the almost. LOL, did I do that? Did I help make you irrelevant? Give it up Junior, I’m a trend, I set one every time I’m in, I go out and just come back full circle again. You a fad, that means your something that we already had. But once you’re gone, you don’t come back, too bad. Ha, ha!
That goes for all the loud mouth nuts. Dorothy, MM7, Jen, and all the others I haven’t really gotten to… yet. You’re off the map now, radar can’t even find you. We stay on the grind, you slip, we out-grind you. You walk around mad, you let your anger blind you. We walk around just playin’ the violin behind you. 
I love that line because it’s funny but also very true. While so many of you were bitching about me and my blogs and the good apples who found something here, we have been playing that mocking violin, exposing your blind anger and madness. It’s been quite a journey so far. This can’t go on forever though. Like I said, you had your chance, now enough with all the pissin’ and moanin’, whinin’ and bitchin’. Sit and observe, listen, you’ll learn if you pay attention.

Now can I get an encore, do you want more? I hope so, because I can’t do it without you. So for one last time I need y’all to roar!  I know I can count on a few of you to give this place a proper send off and finally get to the point. I bet some of you are saying, well get going, Now what the hell are you waitin for?  I hear ya, but we got to do this right. Because after me, there shall be no more.  Ok, that might be taking the whole narcissistic, arrogance a step to far, but I bet there won’t be anyone quite like me. So for one last time, nigga make some noise (that one’s for you Dorothy). But really, everyone, it’s time to speak up or shut up. So all my people on the left, all my people on the right, scream one last time. 

Funny, that right when I decided this blog had outlived its purpose it started getting attention again. Nerd and PS149 have returned (and yes, that is the “real” PS149), links to the blog are popping up in different places, some certain Websleuthers are dropping my name (by the way, comments like “Go ask your friend zero” do not go unnoticed, I have eyes everywhere! LMAO). It’s getting crazy out there again, the buzz is tremendous, we drop you all to sense it. I don’t gotta promote it for you to know that doc is off the benches. And I seem to have put together a pretty good team of my own. Well better than Dorothy’s crazy team anyways.  Just call us doody, ’cause we da shit. Or as Linda once so awesomely put it, “we are dope, you’re just dopes”.  You see, we keep the party rockin’ off the henges.
We ain’t showin’ off, we just goin’ off popular consensus.

Still my critics say that Doc is soft, Doc is talk, Doc is all washed up. To which I reply: Knock it off Who the fuck is Doc impressin’?
Doc is this, Doc is that, you got the wrong impression. You must be on the cock of Doc, cause Doc left you all guessin’.  No more guessing. It’s time for everyone to stop guessing. It’s time for everyone to just say what ya know. But know what ya say, because I’m here… no we are here (remember when I used to criticize everyone for saying “we” all the time, when they just meant “me”, then I started using “we” in jest, then I realized there really was a bad “we” out there, and now there is actually a good “we”.

So DJ take the needle and just drop it on the record (what)

We gon’ have this motherfucker hoppin’ in a second (bump bump)

That’s why we always save the best cut last, to make you scratch and itch for it like fresh cut grass.

You can try to deny it but I know you all are jonesing for me, for us, for this. So here it is, back one last time to satisfy your addiction. It’s time the war was won once and for all. By the way Dorothy (and I know you are hanging on every word) you can declare “war” on Zero’s World, it won’t change the facts that we already won most of the battles.  Cause we done swam with the sharks, wrestle with alligators. We took on Flukyou’s slander, Cristin’s lies, Dorothy’s delusions, Nancy’s insanity, McKee’s misdirection, Jen’s cryptic course, Son of Man’s crazy conspiracies, a hand full of self-important Websleuthers, a ton of sock puppets, as well as racist and bigots from all over Facebook and Twitter. And we won each time. No one wanted any of this, lol. In fact I bet a bunch of you are still worried about what you say out there. Posting then deleting, afraid it’s gonna show up in a post. And it probably will.
Some of you out there don’t want to admit it, but I think you are kind of a scared of this place. You see what can be done here. We go toe to toe, tit for tat, and we can play the back and forth all day. We can outwit, outplay, outlast!(speaking of which, did anyone else watch last season of Survivor? It was a good one) Point is, we took it all on and we are still standing. Most would probably agree, much, much wiser.
When I finally write that last post a year from now, I hope I have made some more new friends, I know I will have a few new enemies. Hopefully most will see through it all and realize some things are not so simple, some things aren’t always what they seem. But I know for some of you that’s just not possible. No matter what I say or do, no matter what is shown to you, you are gonna always see me as the “bad guy”. Every step that I take is another mistake to you (Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow) And every second I waste is more than I can take…

Everybody sing along with me:
I’ve become so numb I can’t feel you there
I’ve become so tired so much more aware
I’m becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

Man, how that rings true to me. I’ve been accused of many things since I first came across (and started blogging about) LISK.com and Catching LISK, but the ones  that say I’m no better than Fluke or Dorothy or that my blog is as bad as MM7’s blog, those hit too close to the mark. To think I might have become as bad as those I spoke out against, well, that’s something I can’t let happen. Yes, it may just be an elaborate way to show how we all get sucked in. How the bullied become the bully, the sane become crazy. How the internet can twist us all. Yes it may have gotten a little out of control at times… But I can’t become this.

So let’s pull it all together… together.

Here we go… Hands up for the grand finale! And keep them raised, this is gonna be another roller coaster of a ride.

Now can I get an encore, do you want more?

So for one last time I need y’all to roar!

One last time I need y’all to roar…


The Duggars

OK… as I mentioned on ZW’s FB, I’m once again not sure what to do here. There are many things I want to get into, and back into. I want to start over on a few things, and a few people, lol. But there is always something new that I want to discus as well. And as I said, lately I  end up just not posting about anything… just waiting for those shoes.

But that’s not good, this is a blog… and I need to stop neglecting it. I don’t want it to end up like that creepy guy’s liar Vlog.

So while we wait for me to decide on the next post, I’ll get to a request of sorts.

Some of you may remember, last year when I explained how Cara had come back to read the blog to see if I had posted on Ferguson. At the time I had been contemplating writing a post on all that was going on there, but was struggling with it. And we all know that although I said I would try to get through that post and actually get it posted, I did not.

The reasons for this I have mentioned a little before, part was the way the story grew and changed, I didn’t want to write something prematurely. It seemed witnesses were lying on both sides of the case… and many remembered wrong or were not even there, so it makes it hard to know exactly what happened in those last moments when Brown charged the officer even though there seemed to be hundreds of accounts of it. Remember, at this point Brown had already been shot at least twice, had lost a lot of blood, and may definitely not have been in a good frame of thinking or understanding what was happening to him. I have questions about how it went down, but it seems you can’t trust anyone to just get to the point of the matter or speak the truth on such things, it’s just either he had his hands up and that doesn’t sit right with the autopsy results or he charged the officer wanting to kill him. And again I stress, that so much of the eyewitness reports contradicts each other and the facts. Plus there is the question of that witness #40, if I did do a Ferguson post I promise you, witness #40 would be who I blogged about mainly, that is the part that really makes me go WTF? By the way, Hannity on Fox news loved to quote Witness #40… so I’m sure my post would have become a rant on that dueche bag and what good would that do? I mean the world knows Hannity is a dueche bag.

It is obvious that you never get into a fight with a police officer who is still sitting in their car, I would never even get close to the window of a police car, sorry but fuck that.

So that part of the confrontation seems to be where most people base their decisions (ok, maybe not most, but definitely anyone who has any common sense, cause from there on, it all goes wrong on all sides, and again I say someone suffering from gunshots and blood loss running away and then charging, may have felt afraid for their lives and was trying to protect it and “survive” at that point, much as the officer said he felt when Brown reached into his car.

Can you see the struggles I had with it? How confusing such a post would become? There are 2 sides here. No scratch that, 3 sides.

The side of someone who feels treated badly by the system and police in general, who do treat many like criminals instead of human beings as a rule. We have the side of LE, who have to deal with the worst of situations all the time, and treating someone like a human instead of a criminal could get you killed. And we have those of us on the outside who manage to stay out of LE’s way for the most part, but have definite opinions in favor or against one of these other 2 sides. When in reality both sides are valid and need to be discussed and understood if we are to change what is going on in any way.

So yea, what point would it be for me to struggle through the post when really all I want to say is fuck you Hannity, you God-Damned dueche bag!

Alright, before everyone starts screaming WTF does this have to do with the Duggars… I’m getting to it.

So the other day F1-Girl asked me if I was gonna do a post on The Duggars and “19 Kids and Counting”. Just like when Cara asked about a Ferguson post, I had been struggling with doing a post on The Duggars when F1-Girl asked me about it. And they are similar struggles as with the Ferguson post, well sort of. In fact I told F1-Girl I probably wouldn’t be doing a post and instead we discussed it and I put out all my points and why I didn’t want to try to attempt a post about it.

Yet as you see by the title, I am going to attempt it.

But first I want to once again explain my word Hypo-Crites.

We are all hypocrites in some way. I explain my own hypocrisies by saying I’m a contradiction. I hate humanity but love it at the same time. I am against abortion, and hate how easily it is used in this day and age, but also strongly oppose it being made illegal or it not being covered by insurance and healthcare help type programs, including the christian and catholic ones. I’m not gonna get into a long discussion on how or why feel I this way, any more than I’m gonna get into a discussion on how I can watch a boxing match even though I find the whole thing barbaric and sad sometimes and don’t want to enjoy someone taking the chance of brain damage for my entertainment (yea, I didn’t get to the whole fight post either, and that was because I’m just not ready to discus my own hypocrisies yet, though here I am doing it, I also didn’t write the “Fight Post” because it would have gone into Mayweather’s domestic abuse, and opening that can of worms so close to Mother’s Day just didn’t seem right to me, yes some important post never get made).

So yes, I like everyone else have many different biases. Yes, we all can be bigots of some sort. We should know that about ourselves and strive to change our hypocrisies when possible and at very least try to understand where they come from or why we have them.

But there are those who can’t see any of this, and in fact do not find their beliefs bigoted or biased at all. From the Christians who believe in “eye for an eye” over “turn the other cheek” any day of the week. Or any religious person who doesn’t support food and healthcare for the poor, sick, and needy.  There are people who still think slavery was a good thing or that the color of their skin makes them superior in some way.  There are those out there who go out of their way to stop others from having the same rights as them.

Homophobes and racists… religious nuts and righteous wrong doers.

These are what I call the Hypo-Crites. A tribe that will not grow and learn with the rest of the tribes as we bring the tribes together.  It actually comes from a book I was writing (and never finished) when I was in my early twenties. I didn’t have a name for it, it was the story of a group o of supernatural beings that were a lot like the group of lost boys both in “Peter Pan” and in “Lost Boys”. Their leader was the oldest male being on our planet and was the product of  the rape of mother nature by 2 battling forces of good and evil  (both male) that landed on our planet in the beginning of time. (I really stole the idea from Clive Barker’s “Great And Secret Show”)

So anyways, this bastard child of Mother Nature is the one who populates the world and is the father of humanity in a way. But in the time of my story he has a small group of guys and they live in a sort of hidden Garden of Eden, the last of what the world was like in the time of Mother Nature,  you  learn in time that mother nature died while giving birth to not one, but 2 children. Yes there is a brother. But that comes later in the story, when we get to another story of good vs evil (I used to love to make up epic stories on this subject. Much like our ancestors). The story starts as a tale of a God like group of man-childs, who go around doing outrageously evil as well as outrageously good (seen as miracles by most who experience them) to keep the balance in the world. A world they call “land of the Hypo-Crites”.

Wow, I’m getting way off topic, more than usual I would say. And I’m a little worried about someone stealing my story… out of all the books I almost wrote, that story is my favorite. The ideas I had for it are both beautiful and drastically morbid. Yes, a core idea of the so-called contradictions that haunt me.

Wow, over 1500 words and still not on topic yet, gotta get focused here…

Anyways (I use that segue, way too much), Hypo-Crites would stay with me and become my way to describe a sort of super hypocrite, which I guess was all I had to say.

So, on to the Hypo-Crites otherwise known as The Duggars:

Like I said, I struggled with the idea of blogging about the Duggars, and that is mainly because we don’t really know what Josh Duggar really did. It is described as “over the clothes molestation” or “forced fondling”.  And if this is true, well then it could be a lot for nothing. Kids experiment in strange ways if they don’t have the proper understanding of the sexual feelings they get while growing up.

Most of you are probably not to happy with what I just wrote, F1-Girl didn’t exactly agree either, which is why I didn’t want to write this post.

But since I am writing it, let me try to explain. If this was a more serious molestation, (yes I know how that sounds, deal with it or stop reading, or just yell at me in the comments, in fact I prefer that to the stop reading choice) then it would be easy to cry in outrage and say that this was handled wrong or that Josh may have some severe issues he needs to deal with. If he had been caught instead of coming to his parents confused about his feelings and actions, or if the sisters came out years later saying what happened to them, I’d be able to write a post I’m sure we’d all agree on and it would not be a struggle at all. But this could just be a case of bad parenting and child curiosity.

Josh went to his parents several time before they dealt with it, and they dealt with it by putting it in God’s hands instead of a realistic sexual education the boy may have needed to know and understand his sexual feelings and urges. I also think that growing up in such a large, close family might have been part of why it happened like this and that Josh’s actions might not be so alien as we all think they are.

When I was in 5th grade, during recess, all of the boys in our class ran around smacking the butts of our female class mates, and they ran giggling from us. It was a weird sexual tag that if was done today, I’m sure there would be expulsions and cries of molestation or “forced fondling” and in a way it was. But as I said the girls were a part of it and they didn’t say anything to the teacher nor ask us to stop, we were all wrapped up in sexual urges we didn’t understand and our parents didn’t know how to explain them so we ran around smacking girls asses. So maybe Josh and those like him in big, close, dare I throw in, overly religious families might end up in such experiences and therefore are not sexual deviance but natural child curiosity and sexual awakenings of kids who don’t have kids their own age and not in the family to experiment with or learn from.

Man why didn’t I just not write this…

I hope I didn’t piss to many people with good intentions into thinking I am OK with people molesting children. If this had been an adult, I’d be calling for castration, and I don’t find that hypocritical in any way, just the reality. And as I said, if this turns out that there is much more to what Josh did, or if it continued as he got older, then everything I wrote is wrong and the guy is sick individual who needs to be off the street for the safety of other children.

Enough with what is difficult about it, let’s get to the “Hannity” part of it or should I say the “Megyn Kelly” part of it. (LOL, did you see what I did there?) Jim Bob and Michelle Duggar are scary to watch, always have been for me, even before I knew about any of this. When I would catch their show “19 Kids and Counting” I would cringe sometimes (like I did many times in that Megyn Kelly interview). Something was just not right about them in my opinion. And the fact that they still want to spill ignorant views on people they do not know after all they have been through disgusts me.

It just bothers me when people with their own issues strike out at others. Worry about your own, which they did… I guess. Took care of it real good… “hush-hush and make a TV show about how great our family is even though we have way to many children to actually give the attention to each one needed, not to mention our religious beliefs have our family values all screwed up and we’d rather tell out children to pray than to actually help them understand what they might be going through”. Very judgemental statement, huh?  Well, every time this family opens their mouth to discus transgender equality and how they stand against it because they think they are child molesters and sick people, makes me want to judge right back. I know it’s wrong. But I can’t help it, I have bigoted issues myself. I said that, right?

Well, there ya go F1-Girl. I wrote it.

Bottom line, they are right, it was 12 years ago, it was dealt with, and it is none of our business. It’s sad that a minors sealed records would be exposed for what comes down to probably political purposes (yes the liberals can be just as bad as those conservatives).

That doesn’t mean the Duggar’s aren’t bad parents and are definitely Hypo-Crites who do not need to be on TV spewing their toxic beliefs. Keep it in the family, we know you know how to do that.

And don’t forget, all of this means nothing if Josh did more than what was reported or if it continued on into his adult life. Then, this post would be much, much different.

But the real bottom line is someone is probably gonna steal my version of “Lost Boys” and write a best seller. If this happens, when I open that book I better see the words:

“Special Thanks To Zero, Without Him This Book Wouldn’t Exist”

One Final Post (For July)

It doesn’t matter what I blog about now, I am the devil to some readers, and a hero to others, though to most I’m just that “zero” guy.

To those of you in the second and third group there, thank you for reading. I hope I helped in someway, even if it was just giving you some weird sh#t to read about.

For you few crazy f#cktards in the first group, read on bitches!

dph f1

It’s great how I have become such a big part of Dorothy’s imagination. Moving on from  the people she usually slanders, her ex husbands, family members, people in high-profile cases. Turning it all on someone who has nothing to do with anything, a zero, a nobody. At least when it comes to any of the things associated with Dorothy’s years of MISINFORMATION. Yes in my world I’m someone, a father, a brother, a son, a husband, a friend… those around me know me, and as I said at the beginning of this blog, the people that know me, know me, so why do I care what some internet crazies post about me?

Of course, now anyone who knows me or just comments here on the blog is also added to the madness. I’m sorry about that. I really am.

Now, I can get where me and Linda are seen as attacking you nuts, maybe even Oceans, though I don’t think Oceans has said too much about Cristin or the Scalise family (way to go Dorothy for once again connecting everyone for us, we get it though, evil, crazy people stick together), and I would argue that both Linda and Oceans have been very fair in their comments, they have tried to be understanding and forgiving at times only to be smacked in the face by one of you limelight chasing lunatics. But F1 girl?!? Why even bring her up?  It almost feels like you want to help me expose you Dorothy (too late I did that all ready, and you did help a lot, so thank you and f#ck you).

Let’s take a look at every comment left by F1 Girl:

f1 girl

f1 girl2


f1 girl4

F1 girl5

There they are, 6 whole comments made by F1-Girl. Don’t see her attacking anyone, in fact the comments seem pretty positive an understanding. They also seem to show that this is one of those people who knows me personally, a friend or family member. Maybe that’s why Dorothy wants to turn them in to some kind of attacker. You failed though Dorothy. Like with all the other lying crap you have been posting for years, it only helps more people see just how messed up you are.

And it doesn’t stop there. You, Dorothy, are desperately trolling Facebook in hopes of finding more friends and family of mine to add to you slanderous stalking. Over the last month or so, I have had to contact many people I know to warn them of the crazy ladies who have taken sweet to me and now acting like the slimy, creeps they claim to be outing they are harassing anyone who might know me. I get the same reaction from just about everyone I’ve warned off. They always think you are just some fake account looking for drama.

But those of us here, those of us who took the time to really look into all of you connected coo coos, we know better. We know just how real each of you are. And I think we can see how much more desperate and dangerous your actions are getting.

Desperate and dangerous… it should be your “teams” motto.

But let me sidetrack to a cute little story we can all learn from.

So Dorothy thinks everyone who questions her is an evil pedophile, which is both harsh and screwed up. I mean isn’t that a little narcissistic to think everyone who disagrees with you is an evil child molesting serial killer? O.K. a little more than a little. And now she seems to goes after anyone with long hair and tattoos. “Zero has tattoos and long hair, very satanic!” LMAO!

Now on to my story… it’s a zero parable if you will:

                                                    Ozzy and The Devil

So when I was younger I was hanging out with some friends, listening to music. I went to put on an Ozzy Osbourne album on and the girl whose house we were all at stopped me.

“No Ozzy Osbourne my house”, she said. This puzzled me. I knew she was into R&B and was getting her first taste of heavy metal with us (Guns ‘n ‘ Roses “Sweet Child ‘O” Mine” had just come out and a lot of people were listening to hair bands and metal that never had before, I was 17 at the time if anyone was wondering), I also knew she was into her religion, but she was cool and I was surprised that she would have a problem with Ozzy. I thought most people were over the whole “devil music” crap by then.

When I was much younger than 17 I heard of Black Sabbath and Ozzy Osbourne. And what was it I heard? That they had turned all the crosses upside down in their house and sold their soul to the devil. And I believed it. Add that to the latter stories of Ozzy biting off the head of a dove, or was it a bat, oh yea it was both, how could you not think Ozzy was evil? Of course as I got older and actually listened to the music I could see where people who didn’t understand would get those ideas, but also how it was the furthest from the truth. Yea I, like a lot of you, grew up in the “devils music” era and realized what a load of crap that was. And metal wasn’t the first or last music to be called evil, but for a while it was definitely the “choice of devil worshipers”.  It was believed so much to be so, that it actually started to be marketed that way and many did believe they could play an album backwards and talk to satan. That catch 22 us humans are so good at creating. But again, all crap, only someone who actually went to an Ozzy concert would know he says “God, bless you”, at the end of them, yes very satanic.

At 17 I knew the music of the devil was a debunked old wives tale, so I was perplexed that this person might think Ozzy’s music was evil. But she had another reason for not liking Ozzy or his music. One that still came from the religious hypocrisy that went after such music. The song “Suicide Solution”.


So many preachers had gone after this song as proof that musicians were trying to get teenagers to kill themselves. And this girl had a friend who had killed themselves,believed a song that glorified suicide was evil and therefore Ozzy was not being played in her house, ever.

Again anyone who actually knew Ozzy’s story could tell you that Ozzy did have demons, and his demons were alcohol. All the stories about Ozzy that seem so evil, biting off the head of a dove (at a press conference) and a bat (thrown on stage at a show) were because of his bad, very bad drinking habits. In fact he was so drunk at that concert when someone threw a bat on stage (not a baseball bat if that is what you are picturing, think flying rodent) Ozzy was so waisted he thought it was a rubber, toy when he picked it up and bit its head off.  Booze not Beelzebub was behind Ozzy’s bizarre antics.

And the song “Suicide Solution” was about just this. How drinking the way he does was a slow but sure death. Heavy drinking was suicide. An “after school special” message from someone who knew what they were talking about. An important song from an important person… but this girl was having none of it. She knew what she knew, and that was that. Nothing I was gonna say, was gonna change what she already believed.

We did not listen to Ozzy that night. Life went on, and people went on with their perceptions both real and tainted.

Years later (actually over a decade later) I’m shopping  in Wal-Mart with my family, I have long hair, tattoos, piercings, and I’m wearing a Marilyn Manson T-shirt, and this little old lady is staring me down from across the isle. She eventually made her move and headed for me. “Here we go again”, I thought. She was looking at my shirt as she approached me and pointed at the image of Mr. Manson (Marilyn not Charlie) whose face was plastered on the front as she begin to speak.

Before she did I had a moment to wonder if I was really gonna have to defend Marilyn Manson to this old lady shoping in Wal-Mart? My M.M. t-shirts have gotten me into many public debates with people whose religious hypocrisies had gotten the best of them. But I was about to be pleasantly surprised.

“Is that Ozzy Osbourne?” She asked pointing at my shirt.

“No, It’s Marilyn Manson”, I replied, still waiting for the attack.

“Oh, I love his T.V. show”. She was referring to Ozzy’s family reality show, ‘The Osbournes”.

“He is such a beautiful man”, she continued. “Those children of his are spoiled and really need to listen to him.”

called “reality” show was pretty  much scripted and actually set up to poke at what people might think about them. I was touched by the gleam in her eye as she spoke about Ozzy. We talked about the show and what a great father he was and how appearances could be so deceiving as my own kids ran around us. A nice moment indeed.

MTV’s little show had allowed many see Ozzy in a different light. And now they could get a better view at what a great person this man was, a father, a husband, an entertainer… not some kind of devil.

Ozzy had gone from evil devil worshiper, corrupter of children… to father of the year… and I (standing there in Wal-mart discussing Ozzy Osbourne with someone’s grandmother) was inspired beyond words even now over another decade later.

People are capable of seeing past their false perceptions, given time and a better view.

Since my discussion with the nice Ozzy lady, I have often wondered if my old friend from so long ago had also watched Ozzy on T.V. and changed her beliefs about him and actually listened to some of his music. I’d like to think she did.

How was that? That story spanned over 3 decades and hopefully it helps someone out there about forced and false perceptions.

Now on to Dorothy’s latest obsession… me and anyone who might know me:

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And it goes on and on… as usual, the police are coming for all us… fine, but don’t be angry if we don’t hold our breath. And you will need to find something more than breaking your  #NoCursing rule, which I’m about to break again…


There I feel better, let’s bring this home…

I will say you do post some telling stuff sometimes, Dorothy. Letting everyone know (well, sane people at least) exactly what you are all about. I mean really about. And this post was one of those:

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Now I already knew about Lori Handrahan and how Dorothy got involved in that case, I blogged about it here: https://zerodinh.wordpress.com/2014/03/25/who-is-dorothy-price-hill/

It’s a very interesting case and Dorothy’s actions as she inserted herself into it (one of her many “searches for justice”) are very telling in that they tell the same ol’ Dorothy story.

The Charron’s though was another new name to me. So I went googling and reading. I suggest you do the same if you are not familiar with the story. There’s a lot out there, and it quite an interesting read. Or you can skip the internet stuff with all its Dorothy’s & Nancy’s and just read this:


I’m sure that will get me in a post about how I’m now “Attacking” Amy Charron, but I’m not commenting on the Charron case or the Handrahan case, just pointing out Dorothy’s involvement in these cases… it connects the last of the real dots on Dorothy aka Dot, lol.

I mean just look at what she says about the people in these cases in her recent posts (above) from Nancy’s page (again, never on her (Dorothy) own page. And then reread all the stuff she’s said about me and others here. Then Google her name, Dorothy Price Hill, see what she says about everyone.

If you still can’t see how crazy, evil Dorothy is, well then it’s my opinion that you are crazy, evil too. In fact in my opinion, Joey (Flukeyou), you are crazy, evil. In my opinion, Jen (jjj) , you are ,evil. In my opinion, Cristin (Mysterymom7), you are crazy, evil. In my opinion, Nancy (NEFigat) , you are crazy, evil.

Dorothy, your whole damn “team” is as crazy and evil as you, and your accomplishments as a “team” speak for them selves.

There, am I done yet? I think so…

Wait… I see Dorothy left a new post about me while I was writing this post, let’s take a look:

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Dorothy, you can shape anything to fit your disillusioned perceptions, but I have to correct you here… it’s the number 3 that I’m obsessed with. Don’t you read my blog at all or do you just skim through it looking for nouns  and pronouns that you can use?

Sorry Dorothy, it was Nancy who said she liked the number 7, so put that in your pipe and smoke it!

There… now I’m done.