Jeffrey Stanley Memorial Outhouse

[toddzombie]

.. where we examine the peripheral writings (think Nietzsche's laundry lists ..) of Off-Off Broadway (i.e., down in Philly) playwright Jeffrey Stanley:

Roanoke Times
(Anonymous [sic])
2011-02-07 01:26 am UTC

DUDE! Scott Barrios, uda man. I love your letters to the Roanoke Times, they should give you a weekly column! I like the cut of your jib,

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[anonymous]

why don't you kill him?

HA HA HA HA HA HA!

[anonymous]

Sigh. Everybody knows Stabby's going after JS because JS was his pity friend in high school 700 years ago and Stabby tried to fuck him and JS wouldn't let him so Stabby set out to stalk him for years to make him listen whatever the hell that means. You heard it here folks by his own admission, spoken like a true psychotic. Time, distance, the police, the FBI, nothing will stop him. That's what this whole obsession is about. Stalky needs to face it: he can't fuck JS. These are yet another manure pile of libelous assumptions from the mind of a clinically diagnosed psychotic who's green with envy. Let's see here; his present victim has had plays produced around the world, made numerous media appearances, definitely has an agent, maybe a manager, maybe a publicist, is friends with celebrities, has appeared in major newspapers, has thousands of students over the years, a university PR department and yet that evil narcissistic man put up his own wikipedia page. Jealous much, Caswallon? What was it your little girlfriend said you do?

a Scenario lifted wholesale

[toddzombie]

"why don't you kill him?"

for what? plagiarism? ha! i mean, that's why Hashem made (honky-tonk) lawyers, no? in any case, it's (the conveniently Late) Goldman's words you lifted (1988), not mine:

The next message, delivered in a slurred voice, was reproachful - "I asked you not to go away" - and crankily insistent on his need to resume their conversation. Next followed a series of calls that had been made the following evening after Brian awoke. As they progressed, they became increasingly incoherent. Much more remarkable was the fact that they appeared to be directed to another person entirely, because they alluded to intimate matters that had no connection with Brian's brief flirtation with Napier-Bell. The latter concluded: "Brian was finding life vacuous and unchallenging. And in North Wales, the giggling guru was stealing the last vestiges of his influence over the person who'd meant the most in his life ... Perhaps it was just that I had an answer phone and the Maharishi's holiday camp didn't."

.. odd that a John

surveying the one-note Wasnamuss

[toddzombie]

.. and the more i think on it, the more i'm convinced that we're *all* your "pity friends," Jeff. i mean, we're lucky to know you, right? listening to your cogent dissection of the Ringo Starr classic Caveman made me feel like, gosh, i'm in the presence of some bound-to-happen Greatness. Likewise, there's the Inescapable Phenomenon whereby every girl you ever laid eyes on becomes one of your "old flames" the instant someone (me, Desert Pete, etc) starts to date them.

.. and apologies for my unfortunate remark about your Wikipedia page (never realised it was such a tender subject ..). Let me rephrase: "the Wikipedia entry titled 'Jeffrey Stanley' was created and posted by the foremost authority on - and greatest admirer of - his work." Happy?

[ just a note: implying that your Enemies (i.e., those you've declared as such) are "gay" might potentially offend some people (gay and otherwise). Think about it.

{ see also: the "Man to Man" student film (transgressivetm cinema, yo!) }]

[anonymous]

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