Hello, fellow SEC followers. James Marks here, just to inform you that there’s not much to talk about. Casey has gone AWOL. His Daily Miracles are getting even more boring than they used to be, and besides, listening to them makes you borderline catatonic. He’s house sitting, but he refuses to acknowledge his location.
So, I can either do two things. Either end this post here, or steal some more stuff from somewhere else, pass it off as mine, and pretend I’m a bright dude. Guess what is it that I’m going to do – you have two tries.
I may take a little break from blogging about Casey until he comes back – yet, once again. It’s not a question of if – merely, when. He’s a little attention whore who somehow thinks he’s an “internet personality”, when he’s just a mere curiosity on a side road of the Information Superhighway. Probably some sort of roadkill- I’m thinking something really small, like a gerbil. Inside of something big, like Richard Gere. But I digress.
Anyway, during my travels on said Superinformation Highway (not to be confused with the Chocolate Hershey Highway, with which Cassey is intimately knowledgeable about), I did come across something that made me remember why so many people follow Casey – and I hope he reads this post. It’s a pretty good analysis of Casey’s current situation.
BTW, Personal message to Casey, since I know you read here.
I am the one who just made the Lulzcat out of your sister’s dedication photo. Are you proud of making a laughing stock out of her, you, your brother in law David, and your new niece, there, Uncle Casey?
Oh, I also have made a ton of other funny shit using material provided by you, friends, neighbors, family, etc over the last… well, it’s actually been years now.
Question — do you think we *don’t* know about the scammy shit you are trying to pull the minute you try to pull it?
Sometimes we play out a little rope to let the lulz unfold, but the reality is that YOU, with your multiple felonies, then bragging about it on IAFF, and all over the internet pretty much nonstop since then, you have made your bed, shit in it, rubbed the shit all over yourself, then lay down in it. We are essentially documentarians; the almost constant stream of shit that falls all over your plans is a combination of your own bad thinking, criminal intentions, and inability to keep your yap shut about anything.
We thought you sucking up a simple little joke, that turned into the Holly troll because of your hunger for easy money and a life of leisure on someone else’s dime, would ‘teach you a lesson’, and maybe you and your broken heart would straighten up. Wrong. You have no ‘heart’ — that is why you bounced back right away. You have no pride, but a ton of ego. You have no scruples, but a lot of claims to the moral high ground. You believe only in yourself, but you make a big show of religiosity and supposed explorations in personal growth. You are, plain and simple, a sociopath.
It is going to be a downright pleasure to watch you continue to knot your virtual noose (oh, yes, we see what you are up to, even now!), place your own head through it, and kick the chair over…
Me again. Just wanted to also say, for Casey and everyone’s benefit:
The *real* cadre of hardcore Casey “Haterz™ ” (actually ‘observers’) aren’t rabid about being from EN, or CI, or CHC, or Sacramento, or Seattle, or Australia, or Salt Lake City, or Canada, or Tashkent. We don’t care what your gender, sexual orientation, economic status, or political persuasion is. Anyone who gets hung up on that shit is either a troll or an idiot or both. The REAL Cadre also is not a conspiracy, or an inner circle. There are no meetings, no membership cards, etc. There is only one essential and universal attribute that each of these patriots to a system of laws and personal respect for each other shares: A deep, burning, serious and yet-to-be-sated hate for the criminal and anti-social behaviors that Casey has come to epitomize and to represent, almost as an icon of imbecility and self-dealing, to the exclusion of social and legal constraint.
Ask not for whom the sirens blare, Casey. They blare for thee.
I find it very hard to believe that Casey can be in a worse situation No, wait. Yes he can – homelessness, gay prostitution, a home for lunatics could be worse. I mean, it’s not as if he isn’t trying hard to accomplish these goals, too; think about it. Daddy and mommy ain’t paying their debts back, Casey is a posterboi for gays everywhere (somehow, I think gays are NOT going to be thrilled about having Casey playing for their team), and his “Miracles” bullshit is getting stranger by the day.