Trolls. We love ’em. They made the Internet what it is today: a place full of porn, obscenities, dancing babies and know it alls. But I digress.
I once thought I admired Alfred E. Neuman. You know, Mad Magazine’s mascot, the resident idiot-boy who simply didn’t know better. Stupidity has a sort of charm, I assume(d). Did you know Alfred’s lovable mug is an archetype that goes back for at least 100 years, and took certain features from Irish immigrants? And that William Gaines had to fight a long, hard battle to prove his icon was within the public domain? I never thought I was meant to learn about his real life counterpart, the man who could prove the archetype is valid and true. Never did I thought I’d hate a man who is as close to Alfred as it could be. Casey proved me wrong.
See how the Internet is full of stupid know it alls?
OK. On with the show. Trolls – you love ’em, or hate ’em. So – what happens when Casey Serin decides to troll its haterz core audience? And why does he do it?
Isn’t it lovely how Murseboi launched these comments just as Anna Serin was either lying under oath or f’ing up her family’s future at the Creditor’s Meeting? Makes you think Casey was aiming for some hardcore damage control, doesn’t it?
1) He met “Holly”, and she’s more amazing than “the fictitious one”. Is this the first time Con Boi has admitted he was played for a fool?
2) First rent deposit since Salmon Falls. WTF?
March 8, 2002: Casey Serin purchases Salmon Falls property in Sacramento, California and takes up residence in it
March 13, 2003: Casey Serin sells Salmon Falls property
So, he’s renting his own place. OR, he’s receiving some rent. Remember, he now owns 2 properties – perhaps he’s renting 4932 Dewey Drive to mom and dad? This would get them an extra 60 days in case the bank decides to take away their house from them. Hmm.
3) Esquire by 2015@33. This one is obvious. Ever since meeting Edward Maggio, “Esq.”, he has found a new shiny powerword: Esquire – aka, “Lawyer”. He thinks he’ll become one by 2015. Just like he was going to be a Millionaire by Christmas, an island owner by 2012, a book author by 2009, a landlord by 2008, and a complete gay faggot failure by 2010… oh, wait.
The rest of the stuff… I don’t know if I want to discuss stuff about Casey sleeping alone, saving himself for someone special, since I just got a new ergonomic keyboard and I don’t want to puke all over it. And I don’t want to subject you to the thought of Casey, all alone in bed, saying “no” to a cucumber, because he really wants to stay pure for Bubba at jail.
One last thing. Check out the last entry. He says he’ll “make himself available” by “eastern noon” for some Skype. That’s cute. How many people does Casey know who live on the East Coast? Could it be a certain Esquire who believes in the redemptionist movement? The one who had Casey Serin do the initial rap-like intro video for ReclaimYourRights.com? The one who later denied any involvement with Serin?
See? Even I fell for Casey’s troll.
Denial is not a river in Sacramento,
October 29th, 2010