Why I had to moderate comments on my blog...lol

Well, my mentally and socially challenged stalker is back...lol
They are without ethics and have so little self-esteem, that they want to attack me, my doctors, the Dept of Labor doctors, my military career, and my family...while hiding behind being anonymous.  So, for my few readers, I apologize for digressing but this needs to be addressed...they commented on a comment on the blog: How can the bids be bogus if the sale was bogus???...

Sorry folks, no pictures today.

This is their comment:

Oh please. Forced disability. ???? You can do everything you ever could do..... just trying to get out of work as always. Your whole career (milatary as well) is defined by the same BS. Your new friends will figure you out soon enough. Your new found attempt at intellect and blog is sorely missing it's mark. You are simple and everyone can see it. A joke. You married someone with more sickness than you.......... go figure. Maybe the $1000 she makes on being an "author" with save you both.

By Anonymous on 10/15/10

So let's get the record straight. Forced disability: after four years and eight months following my injury, my employer could only find enough work for 45 minutes of an 8 hour day and expected me to sit or stand (since medically I am unable to sit for extended periods), waiting for them to have work within my medical restrictions. I was told that the only place I could do this was either in a small glass room which put me on display as an example for having an on-the-job injury or stuck in a storage area.  Which place would any thinking individual want to be?

"You can do everything you ever could do." Well gee, boss...lol.  I used to be able to pick up and carry my grandchildren without pain...now I can't do that.  And no, it's not because they have grown up, there are still plenty of small ones.  I can't sit for extended periods of time.  I have a loss of grasp in both hands and overall loss of strength.  I have three discs in my neck and one in my low back that are bulged or have moved due to the fall I took while on the clock and doing my assigned duties.

"Just trying to get out of work as always." Sounds like you are misplacing your work ethic upon me.  I have and always will continue to have a good work ethic.  In 10 years and 9 months of punching the clock at that place, I was only late twice.  Unlike other coworkers, when I was done with my work, I clocked out and went home...not waited 20 minutes for the half-hour mark.  Or stretched my day talking with customers because I didn't have a full day's work.  Or cut corners on the job to make it so I could get home early on the long days.  Good hell, I was the only employee on the overtime desired list for seven years...yeah, I'm just lazy.

"Your whole career (milatary as well) is defined by the same BS." First, you can't even spell it. Second, you really don't want to challenge my military career, most of which was spent in line units or doing classified work that I still can't discuss. I was on active duty for almost 12 years, and after the things I saw during the first Gulf War, I just couldn't go on doing that 24/7/365...so I went back to school and graduated with my bachelor's degree at 38 (where's your degree???). I was active with the US Army Reserve, and did an additional tour following 9-11.  Don't talk down my military service or the service of those that didn't return or returned as less than they left (and we all come back changed from war).  You haven't earned that right!  Show me where you have served with honor, show me where you are even brave enough to put your name on a comment.

"Your new friends will figure you out soon enough." A wise man once told me: "You will have many acquaintances, but count yourself blessed if you have enough friends to count on one hand." True friends know you, they want to be your friend with all your flaws and imperfections.

"Your new found attempt at intellect and blog is sorely missing it's mark. You are simple and everyone can see it. A joke." The only joke here is the person that wants to make accusations without proof, that feels they must put others down to pull themselves up, that doesn't have the intestinal fortitude to show themselves and let others know who they are.

"You married someone with more sickness than you.......... go figure" Now, if you know that my wife has been ill recently, that means you are way too close to my family to make those assertions. That is the most chickenshit thing a person can do: to attack someone when they know that person is down.  Either you are a FAKE friend or acquaintance, or you are someone lurking in the shadows of our life sending out all the bad energy you can in the hope of destroying our happiness for your own sick and unrealistic reasons.  I didn't marry her for any reason other than our happiness...so stay the fuck out of it!!  If you are an acquaintance, I would very strongly suggest that you never make this breech of etiquette in my presence.

"Maybe the $1000 she makes on being an "author" with save you both." Once again, you have shown your total ignorance, and absolute lack of knowledge.  Being a writer means that you MUST write...you are wired that way.  Being a good writer means you have talent.  Being a New York-published author means you have enough talent that others notice.  Being a best-selling author, means that you have all the previous, and you caught a break, achieved a following or sold your soul.  Unless you are the last type, there is no real money in being a writer.

So now that you have been exposed as the joke you are, I would suggest that: 1) You either identify yourself so we can all laugh at you. 2) Continue to lurk and raise the ratings of my blog. 3) Get a life.

I will continue to moderate, and will continue to remove comments that are not germaine or that are attacks on myself personally or my family. Doesn't mean that I won't spotlight what a moron you are on my blog. Everyone should get to enjoy your complete idiocy. Why should I have all the fun?