- Jul 30, 2019
Yes, that was exactly the group I was referring to, and the poster L******* who was initially a hardcore member but then backed off when he realised what these private members groups were actually all about: plotting to rid the site of other members like me whom they felt they couldn't handle or make go away with the herd-type group approach to scaring them off.I didn't know The OD belonged to the Society of Obsequious Submissives (SOS) politics.ie clique. The SOS made a pact in a - by invitation only - private group if one was threatened, they would all close ranks. A poster called Lxxxxxxx exposed this. He left that group absolutely repulsed by these people.
It's not a fair website.
Some politics.ie mods think they are morally superior to politicalirish. What BS spin.
As for The OD's muteness around you on politics.ie's sister site, I think people fear you Mowl - they say 'the pen is mightier than the sword.'
And Val, I thought he had found kindred spirits here on politicalirish. He did say he had an affinity with native Americans, which is in his favour.
At the time I thought it was hilarious what these idiots were actually doing: firstly, they're all anonymous persons operating under borrowed and made up names, then they create a private members club where all the anonymous persons collect together to plot against other members also operating under assumed names. The double whammy of being a private person unwilling to identify themselves then joining a secret club full of other people also refusing to self-identify was a gas. Watching them fail at their enterprise even gassier.
I went head to head with that secret society and watched as they circled their wagons to try to get me barred. Why, I've no idea - but it might have had something to do with speaking openly about the nature of their group and what it was for. In the end, even L******** had to create a sock account to make himself and his having turned away from the secret society appear to be a move made out of wisdom: sadly, he was using it to bolster his own comments and LIKE them too.
I agree that P.ie isn't at all fair or transparent in their handing of posters, members, the rules, common decency, or otherwise. As soon as I had rid the site of the secret societies, they made sure to boot me as far out over the boundaries as possible: barred - for life.
The OD certainly came across as a changed man when he appeared on P-Isle: he was cheery and bright, flattering and kind of lick-arsey. Then he disappeared again after I mentioned those very strange days on P.ie where he tried to lead a charge against me and failed completely. I suppose he came back to see if I remembered him at all.
As for Val and his kinship with the Natives Americans, it's all just a boyish post-cowboys and Indians movies fascination. He had and has nothing real or actual to offer them in their struggles for parity and justice. He also knew about my own musical involvement with the Wabanaki tribes of the southern Maritimes of Quebec and I reckon he felt he needed to out-do me on that score and try to go 'one louder' and publish a photo of himself attending an annual pow-wow somewhere in the mid-west.
Nowadays he's confined to GPO, the slowest clock in the universe.
And from there he's investigating me, you, the internet itself, cauliflower cheese recipes, how to turn a pricey De Walt electric drill into a juice blender for the wife, and then interviewing his drunk neighbours at the Muff Fair two weeks back. It's not so much a clown-car show as it is a whole showroom of clown cars.
Dressed in a jumper with the woolly lumberjack shirt underneath - manky and stinking like most farmers.
Like the people who work the fish markets can never get the smell of fish off 100%, so too with Val and his slurry spreader - it's a lifetime stink, never to leave or to be rinsed out in the twin tub. In fact, he might just as well rinse his jumpers in the pig's trough as try to launder them: the smell of shite's going nowhere.