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Luke,

As you’re no longer a priest, you’re Luke to me.

This half-assed Bukowski crap is trite. Bukowski, the man, was but an o.k. writer, though one hell of a drunk.

Give us some real meat. Only the Hawaiians are satisfied with spam.

And finally, a suggestion. To establish yourself as truly ‘underground,’ you’ve got to start manufacturing the occasional trist with a whore. It will do wonders for your image, and as “‘personal” truths are all the rage, it just may result in some simulation of the petite mort you seem to so desperately seek.

jonathan

P.S. You reveal your self in adopting comment moderation. I believed that only blogging memoirists resorted to such cowardice. Apparently not.

Luke,

My “life has changed forever”? Was it coke or booze that gave you the courage to write this shit?

For you information, Jennifer was never “stalked,” she was outed for her mendacity. Something about being revealed as having duped Oprah and thousands of others with her tales of abandonment rubbed her the wrong way. Therefore I was suddenly an “abuser,” a “stalker.”

Your rant is amusing, and well illustrates how it is that you’re one of only seven known males known to have actually bought into Jennifer’s bullshit.

For your information, a single communication does not rate as a “stalking.” You truly are soul-mate material for the likes of Lauck. As well, criticism is not abuse so long as it realistically describes specific truths. Some (the honest) even realize such evaluations to be constructive.

And before I go, why is it you didn’t post my communication? Why not expose me to the world, expose me for the “scum bag” you damn me as being? You could have done so by making available my words for all to read. What are you afraid of Luke?

jonathan