(to understand anything you have to read the
thing from the start. I would say the first chapter and the last
would be the bare minimum, this is a labyrinth I'm afraid. Different
from a maze, which has many roads to many possible exits and dead
ends. a maze, it's intent is confusion. , a labyrinth is a single
path to a determined end to illumination. )
(She
had envisioned a quest like this for as long as she could recall,
But
on the threshold of it, she found herself hesitating. This was not
make believe any more)
(It
was almost like serendipity.. or manipulation on a brilliant scale
Luke Romyn slaves of vallhalla)
I
know how mad this is,.
And
I know how confused you are,,
I
mean if this were real. Really real,
It
wouldn’t be here,
Just
some mad silly blog
you
came across, you looked at cause, what the heck,
If
this were real. It wouldn't be here. It would be in the papers or
something. There would be lawyers and official people with important
letters behind their names. To tell you ,to let you know, this is so.
Allow
me to elucidate the method to my madness.
I
do not accept the diagnosis of my madness. I acknowledge that I am
in the minority opinion regarding this. But since I'm the only one
who might get killed here, my opinion is the only one I listen to.
On
the good side no one has tried to kill me since I left San Francisco.
There were those gang bangers that had a bit of a brawl on my porch
but I beat them off with a wet mop. Nothing like a dirty wet mop in
the face to take to fight out of a guy. But other then that, all
quiet on the eastern front.
So
far. Course so far, I'm just a mad woman yittering away on a mad
little blog. I am utterly ignorable. I doubt Boccie has given me a
thought at all in the past few years. Course that could change.
Sooner
or later Boccie will get that e-mail,, someone one is saying terrible
things about you,,
I
am not expecting him to send out the zoo crew this time. Really now
what would be the point except to prove my sanity and who would want
that? And if I did get all dramaticly shot up, I guess the book
would get published and on that nice Oprah's gals book list. Nothing
like a dead mad whore to boost sales.
It's
not like killing me would shut me up. Ahhh too late for that, far to
late. This mad little blog is already out there, your reading it
right now. Go ahead try and put that pony back in the barn.
Course
I've done the CYA thing. So very mellow dramatic “keep this just in
case anything ya know messy happens to me.” Left the info needed
to update my blogs, the RIP post I hope wont ever be needed. I
figure between that and my twitter peeps and a few other social sites
I've left the info for, well I figure nothing like a murder to get
retweeted all to hell and back.
Boccie
could try and send lawyers after me.
Defences
to claims of defamation include:
- Statements made in a good faith and reasonable belief that they were true are generally treated the same as true statements; however, the court may inquire into the reasonableness of the belief. The degree of care expected will vary with the nature of the defendant: an ordinary person might safely rely on a single newspaper report, while the newspaper would be expected to carefully check multiple sources.
- Opinion is a defence recognized in nearly every jurisdiction. If the allegedly defamatory assertion is an expression of opinion rather than a statement of fact, defamation claims usually cannot be brought because opinions are inherently not falsifiable. However, some jurisdictions decline to recognize any legal distinction between fact and opinion. The United States Supreme Court, in particular, has ruled that the First Amendment does not require recognition of an opinion privilege.[30]
Basically,
Boccie in a court of law would have to : A. Prove that he is now and
was then nothing more then a legitimate business man with no
connections to all the bad stuff I talk about.
B. Then
he would have to prove that I am now and was then a sane person. You
see you can say stuff that's just wrong, that's not libel. Makes you
a bit of a fool but not a liar.
I have
long detailed papers all signed by doctors all saying I'm a mad
person with a paranoid delusion that her former landlord is a
mobster.
I think
that would be a fun trial to attend. Some one in court trying to
prove me sane. I may just try my hand at law for that one and defend
myself.
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