And so the countdown to Friday, December 21, 2012 @ 11:11 GMT continues…
Every sane person in the world knows that when this clock ticks down to zero nothing will have happened and that life will continue as it always has. And if you’re one of these sane people, you’ve been accosted by many end-timers by now with one very special pestering idiot standing above the rest as most obnoxious and in dire need of an intellectual ass-kicking. Well, here’s the straight poop on mine. (Note that I’ve given consideration to the possibility that this guy could be a hoaxster. I can’t possibly know for sure, but he or she is entertaining either way.)
I could give you the whole long story, the exchange of emails, all the Facebook posts and subsequent comments and such, but that would be a colossal waste of your time. No need for it. It’s all extraneous crap, so here’s the long story short.
Stephane Guenette is a lunatic’s lunatic. His first contact with me (only two weeks ago) was to inform me that Near Death Experiences are real. From this point on the delusions just got creepier.
Among the nonsense conspiracy theories, junk science, and other constructs of delusion that Stephane spews via unsolicited email and Facebook postings, this Level-10 nutbag vomits forth all the textbook apocalyptic warnings by signs and symbols and the correctives through which one may stave off wrath and doom. This includes drinking some weirdo potion of a specific dose to fully open your third eye. (No, I’m not kidding.)
Anyway, according to Stephane, those not secure in Christ will die on December 21, 2012 and begin some eternal unpleasantness of an unspecified nature. This flaming nutbag posted his tripe on my Facebook page (which I’m fine with), yet refused to answer one simple question about it:
When December 21 comes and nothing has happened, what explanation will you cough up to explain all this away?
But delusion is steel trap of self-reinforcement. Mr. Guenette would not tender an answer – even to a fucking hypothetical question – simply because to do so would necessarily require a concession that he could be wrong, and his delusion wouldn’t allow that possibility.
The crankcase obfuscated and tried to change the topic as expected – and that wasn’t going to happen on my page – so I eventually marked all of his comments as spam. In a flaccid act of subterfuge he cried censorship, which was marginally true. I told him that his comments would remain hidden until he answered the question. If you spew your unsolicited tripe on my page then you’re on the hook to answer any question I may have about it as fair and reasonable compensation, so his censorship was self-imposed.
I even baited him with the sincere offering of his own page on this very website to promote his theories without impediment (which he would have gotten), but he still refused to proffer an answer. All he would say is that there was no alternative to what he made clear would happen on December 21. (Sorry, but that’s a non-answer.) So I banned his ass until December 22 when he’ll be forced to respond. (FYI, he immediately deleted his initial post so as to remove any trace of my bitch slapping him. Who’s being censored now exactly?)
UPDATE: Shortly after the publishing of this page, Stephane sent me the following email.
Mr. Bastard. If you consider yourself a fair man, I would ask that you at least post, even if you see it as a cop out, my reply so as not to do spin like most cowards. Let your audience decide for themselves whether I answered the question or not. Fair?
My reply: I will utter the same words that you would if rhesus monkeys flew out of your ass on Dec.21-2012. There is no plan B. It has been decreed. Dec.22nd, 2012 @ 11:11am (I never got time zone information, so you’ll have to interpret that or find out on your own), there will be 3 Days of Darkness. When the poles shift, natural events will kill everybody that hasn’t raised their ChristConsciousness and is still living in the mental body realm (pentegram).
No, Stephane, you did not answer the question. I will accept the one minor flaw in my query furthering your delusion that you answered it fairly. The question should have kicked off with the word if instead of the word when. But just the same, you knew perfectly well what I was asking and why. But okay, fine. Let’s try again:
If December 21 comes and nothing has happened, what explanation will you cough up to explain all this away?
If, Stephane. It’s a fucking hypothetical. You may relish your delusion and I hope is serves you well, but a hypothetical question can have a Plan B and a Plan C and a Plan Z. And so my question remains unanswered.
Tick-tock, tick-tock, I can’t wait until December 22. The lunatic will hear from me and his predictable obfuscating delusional response will be posted here.
Initially I requested that all who read this send Mr. Guenette an email when his time ran out, but I have since been asked to drop that request and remove his email address. I have grudgingly complied for reasons that I have promised to withhold. If you saved Stephane’s address, I’m calling in a favor. I will confront him because he initiated contact with me and he deserves a moment of pause, but I’d appreciate it if the masses didn’t converge.