Letters to the Editor
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Alway a pleasure
to watch the fat fuglies get all excited for their next piece of pie. You ladies are pathetic.
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ooooooh
dissed by a psycho pathalogical liar. That really hurts.
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Moreover,
we don't actually know if he's actually running around free. Maybe he has already done the crime and now he's doing the time.
Compulsive lying. That is another characteristic of the sort of person I mentioned.
Hey, Benjy, how old was she really?
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I don't think the Big House
gives you all-day access to the internet. I'm telling you, he's a sleazy third-rate defense attorney or works with one. Or else, he's been accused of rape or sexual harrassment or something and maybe got lucky and somehow avoided a conviction.
In any case, he's majorly fucked up, and tries to pretend we're not all laughing at him, by going straight for the pie and Ben and Jerry's remarks. To call him a loser would be kind.
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You seem to know plenty
about prison and sex crimes. When did they release you for the rape of that high school student? How are you Mary Kay Letourneau?
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Don't know about Mary Kay
but hey, at least she's pretty skinny, eh? And like you, rather delusional! You should call her sometime!
So whose bitch were you while you were doing time? They must have banged your ass pretty hard in there. That's where the whole dildo obsession comes in. It's hard readjusting to life outside of prison, isn't it?
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How does
parole feel?
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40% of all
rape claims are false.
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97% of women who fucked you
went out and got decontaminated the next day. And had years of psychotherapy afterwards.
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No. He's not a defense attorney.
Defense attorneys know that most of the guys they get off are guilty. There is no one more cynical about innocence than defense attorneys.
I think he may be have been in prison.
Here's a creepy idea: He's probably a motel clerk. They have internet access and they have time on their hands. I bet he works in one of those welfare motels. When I used to work with disabled people, I visited those types of motels a few times to find out why my alcoholics hadn't showed up for their appointments. They have cheap weekly rates and lots of transients, meaning formerly homeless who may be homeless again and recently released cons and cheap prostitutes.
Sad places. I hate to think of those types of people being at the mercy of someone like Benjy but I bet that's how he got the job. He probably was a guest first. Or maybe someone got him the job because they knew he wouldn't be around children much. Those types of places usually don't have children staying there.
Hmm. I wonder if he still has any teeth. Serious drugs leach calcium from the body and destroy the teeth. He probably also has a body odor problem. (No one will tell him.) Probably the only sex he gets is when some drug addled pro is late on her rent.
I begin to feel almost sorry for him. If he weren't the Benjy O'Minnow we all despise, I probably would feel sorry for him.
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100% of all Ben Dover's rape claims
were true, but Big Mo wouldn't stop anyway, so Ben just had to learn to like it.
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This is why I read Broadsheet.
Now this is entertainment! Who needs Jerry Springer when you've got Broadsheet? You've come a long way, baby!
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Hey, I have an MBA myself.
It's not really that big a deal. Anyone who acts like having an MBA is some big deal really doesn't know much about MBAs. It's a useful and valuable degree in many cases, but not exactly bragging material.
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It's not a big deal to have an MBA
(or not have one), but it's pretty sad to get caught in a lie and pretend it never happened, meanwhile being a smug overbearing dickhead to everyone around you. However, it is also amusing to see Bennie pathetically avoid reality and the knowledge that he looks like a complete idiot here.
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Parliament of Fowles
For heaven's sake, this discussion is getting to sound like hen-house hysterics when a fox is on the prowl.
Just because Mr. Dover disagrees with a few of the edicts, fatwah's, and cluckings issued by this board's reigning chief hen and her fellow egg production techs, he must be a criminal or inmate? C'mon now. Just because he is rattling your cages, it does not follow that he lives behind bars himself.
Of course one is entitled to form a private image of how one perceives a fellow poster. But if I have an image of someone who has no proper job and spends whole weekday mornings hogging a public library Internet terminal and spewing off chains of letters to Salon, then I will keep it to myself.
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I think I know Ben's true identity
"Ben Dover" is actually Ben Stevens, son of Ted, currently in seclusion because he is under federal investigation for all sorts of crimes capitalizing on his senator father's power.
It all fits! Ben Stevens is incredibly egotistical, obnoxious, fond of hurling insults at one and all, has never shown a shred of interest in caring about other human beings and probably has a lot of time on his hands right now. In his defense: he is not fat.
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That's all very well for you to say Amerigo,
but did Benji ever tell you that YOU deserved teabagging? I think not. If it is okay to say things like that, it is surely okay to develop an image of him and to post it.
In the future, Amerigo, women will not roll over and show their throats to men. Those who go for MY throat will get my teeth.
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This tends to be typical
hen house blather when these ladies get together. Again, it is extremely amusing that AKA smith actually believes she is a psychic. The responses these women give lend themselves to imagery of large, in charge, women whose husbands fled.
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Benji, I left my ex. He did not leave me.
However, it is interesting how you equate large with in charge. My mother is a rather small woman. She was not just in charge; she was daunting. My father adored her.
Go figure.
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Right,
I am sure once he found out you were "psychic" he fled.
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Teabagging?
I had to look that one up in Wikipedia, then, because I have a fractured rib, I almost died from laughing.
I can't think how you earned such an honor. I know I am not worthy myself.
Now I shall have to stop reading this stuff before I puncture a lung.