Hello there. James Marks here.
I’m usually too lazy to type too many blog posts consecutively. That’s probably the reason why this blog doesn’t rate higher on the Casey-o-sphere. That, or my crappy writing, cheap production values, tendency to do cut & paste jobs, gratuitious nudity, and my dry, boring, witless and humorless style. Come to think of it, this blog could be a Fox TV special.
This post ain’t going to change any of your perceptions on the matter, either (hey, at least I’m honest).
I honestly believe there are many extremely bright and insightful people at Campidiot.com, although you’d never guess just by sorting through all the racist and nasty stuff. It’s perhaps one of the only things Phil Kaplan (formerly “pud”, “pup”, pub”, “poop”, “poomp”, etc.) ever did right in his hairy life – he managed to get together some very brilliant people for the common purpose of laughing their asses off at incompetent companies. Now those same people are mocking an incompetent retarded faggot. Same thing, basically. Except that Galina is waaay hotter than any of the “FC Chicks” pud used to pimp on his front page. Ah, good times.
Here’s a post by an anonymous user which pretty much sums up Casey. I’m including it here in its entirety without any sort of permission whatsoever. If you are the original author, drop me a line in case you want to forever be associated with the Fecal Finger of Fate.
A large part of his problem is that he has no real curiosity about life;
his entire motivation is his mere ego which isn’t worth much more than a fart.
Look carefully at his face in all his photos, especially the unguarded expressions where he’s not putting forward a brave front. He’s a deeply depressed individual,
like his mother obviously is.
The world has no real magic for him no inherent beauty beyond the stale unimaginative consumer shit toys that he’s being indoctrinated to yearn for.
He lives in a very narrow dark inner world of the soul…great men construct huge splendid palaces in their psyche and intellect to live in regardless of what the real world offers them. Casey lives in a grey dreary little hovel of the mind…
Middle and old age will not be kind to our twinkster..
Thanks, anonymous dot. That was sheer bloody poetry.
Meth is one hell of a drug, Casey,
November 19th, 2010