Thursday, 6 September 2018

So You Have NEVER Heard of Lornography?

Meow First and LAST Post About Lornography.

OK, this is a weak, and a little thin overview of a small phenom. It started out a rant on someone's YouTube channel. Lornography is a group of folks who follow whatever happened to the losers popped on MSNBC's infamous show "To Catch a Predator". Someone is trying to squeeze a couple more coins out of that corpse and it allegedly has been reborn as a web show. So their was a bunch of us who were really curious as to what happened to these alleged losers after their public humiliation for talking dirty to a decoy they believed to be a 13 year old. I am NOT sticking up for them or bad mouthing the show. I believe some kids really were saved. So we formed a loose association hanging out and commenting at Rascal's video before NBC did a purge of anything copyrighted. Meow have been around since that original video. Then Pope Sam scored the cop interview with Lorne the man on the show none for "crying and crying and crying". THAT took some perseverance, since he was dealing with Kentucky 5-0 bureaucracy. That was the rocks that clumped together, eventually gaining enough people through accretion to become a little internet tribe.

As we shared the tidbits we learned or gleaned an amazing fact came out. The crybaby from Maine didn't just migrate to Nashville to try his best "to become a country music star" (I kid you not). He had some sort of company. Sometimes it was a septic tank biz, sometimes a construction company. He bragged of making big coin to his 13 year old pretend girlfriend but I ain't buying it unless I see some tax returns. Well he allegedly bullshitted an elderly couple that him and his crew could build an extension to their place so they could dig in and enjoy their golden years. He then did what is known in my parts as "the straight up f*ck-job". Incompetent, he allegedly made a half-assed attempt at starting the job then split withe the $30K which was half the job $ put up front. Again, this is a thumbnail. Search on YouTube Durango Mango to learn more about the sad and terrible saga that gave this shit sundae of a person his cherry of karma.

OK, back to the main story of how this butt-head has tried to cash in on his notoriety. His lack of success, so faar, is due to understandable public disgust and, apparently, not from the hand of auythority. One thing Adam (Of Andrew Birkett and Adam fame on YouTube. Do a search, they are very witty.) really nailed it a while back. A huge amount of my attraction to Lornography was the fact meow was not the only one who really dug it and the 'mystery' of what had happened to Lorne. Meow loved Nathaniel's videos and the early radio shows and hang outs. Meow really loved it when Ember arrived on the scene and blown our doors off with her scores.

I mean, just the Kayla pictures showed just what a child Lorne was saying all that perverse mind-garbage to. Having had a couple successful online relationships, meow talked about movies, books, memories, and the like. Even AFTER we became intimate, our frisky texts were downright poetic, with cutsie names for acts and Harlequin romance names for body parts. Lorne's perverse garbage points to never having a real relationship with any woman as in mature, sure of herself female. Meow would wager IF Lorne ever had sex it was with a prostitute during his abbreviated military career, or with another youngster, though the latter is doubtful. Again, he seems to have drawn his entire idea of being in "love" from porn, as in being a bossy jerk with nothing but sexual demands. When he warns Kayla he is afraid he is falling in love with her. If you never trudged through the Holy Lornography, its basically him talking dirtier and dirtier as she professes ignorance and replies with "K" and "Kewl".

SO anyhow, as things slowed, Ember erupted on the scene. My first exposure to her was her analysis of Park n Ride and I was hooked. I really value female Lornographers' input. I mean, am I some sort of wuss, never sending "dick pics" or talking dirty in my chats? I mean the novelty of the act has long worn off but I still see it as a blast between two folks. Meow dunno. So, back at the Circle K, Ember sharing the entire uncut interviews was bliss, pure bliss. Then I guess Nathaniel didn't dig someone coming in quick and surpassing him. He then allegedly did some rotten stuff after getting Ember to trust him. Andrew breathed new life but once Lorne was "in on it" the brass was tarnished. His attempts to cash in on his infamy nauseates me and his attitude towards the Church (and me I suppose) enrages me. Ember, primo, catfish away!!!!!!

Everything he says, drunk or not, shows what a complete jerk and loser he really is. He deserves every tear shed and then some. When meow was on parole and then probation I had to drop a urine every Friday, and my PO wanted to know what step I was on and what my sponsor felt about when I was ready for my next step. When meow was 1st assigned Jasmine* I was warned how "mean" she was and that she supposedly lived to send white guys back to the pen. Good thing meow am a grey Persian. I guess because she was a very attractive half Latino half black chick, guys were put off. I was in Vet's housing and started grad school while working as a janitor. When the grants came in, I got my mitts on too much money and relapsed. Junkie thinking. I can just do a bag here and there, I been clean 5 years blah blah blah. At 1st I would do one right after my whiz quiz and got away with it. Then it was 2 bags. I'll bet you can guess the rest. I was hot as a coal come report day. I was terrified. If you didn’t report a warrant was issued at the end of the day. When you reported you were shackled to a bell clevis on the floor and they'd do a dipstick test. Clean, you'd go do the paperwork and then you waited to see your PO. Hot? It got sent to the lab and you went to the county and awaited the lab results and it went from there.   It's Friday almost noon and time is ticking away.

I was starting to get dope sick and the BIG fear came in. Meow had just did 4-1/2 of a 3 to 6 and that was a love shot, I really should have got a 7-1/2 to 15. So I call. By now I had walked off almost a year and a half of parole and was looking at probation from there on out. I called and told her what was up. She sighed and sounded genuinely distressed. "You’re a vet, right?" she asked. BTW Lorne, that’s COMPLETING you're entire enlistment. With the exception of the legit medical discharges, the rest are weak tit quitters who probably never amounted to shit after that. Rest assured they are wearing an MIA\POW hat with a vest covered with military bling and telling everyone who will listen what a bad mofo they are. "Yes" I answered. "Honourable and qualified for VA treatment?" "Yes and Yes" were my answers. I realize I was living in vet's housing at the time but I didn't expect her to know everything about every case in her book. She slowly enunciated the next sentence as if each word pained her. "Mr. M*, I am going to give you a phone number. You are going to call Deacon Mike and tell him what is up. I am calling him in an hour. IF you haven't called him OR he doesn't have a bed for you, I am going to issue a warrant with your name on it. Is that clear, Mr. M*?" "Crystal clear, Miss F*. Thank you!" my voice actually cracked at the thank you. She cut me off and said "Just get your shit together. I will be visiting in a week. If you can't give a clean then I will be the one in trouble. You will be on your way back to Camp Hill."

Deacon Mike had a bed. I detoxed at his place and waited on a bed at the local VA's domiciliary program, having lost my place in that very comfy vet housing. That was almost a dozen years ago. *=not her real name. I still bump into her every now and again. She remembers me and is ageing beautifully, like Jessica Lange. Forget surgery, I LOVE women my age. SO THE above is why I am so enraged and sickened not only by Maine's BIGGEST loser but by their apparent lack of a single parole or probation officer who takes their duties seriously. What do they do all day? Play Minecraft or cruise POF.com? He should have been given random breathalyzers after that FIRST YouTube. OK, OK.

Before I will get off my quarterly soapbox, I want to point out an RSO (registered sex offender) who was popped being a predator IN A CHAT ROOM has his own YouTube channels and GoDaddy site SELLING things and cashing in on his sex offender notoriety? I can't find a real person to complain to at GoDaddy and YouTube has a stern warning if you try to turn somebody in and its not true, hinting THEY decide who is correct. If you were ever a victim of sexual abuse, I apologize for stirring up any bad feelings but man I really wish something official would be done and end this travesty. I don't want to risk using the Sex Offender Registry in some illegal way (protecting them even more) So just go to Maine's Sex Offender Registry and look up Lorne Lynn Armstrong, search on lornearmstrongreality.godaddy and Lorne Armstrong at YouTube. If you are a cop or an activist, can't SOMETHING be done? This is meow 1st and last blog post relating to this travesty. It's a travesty of a mockery of a sham of a mockery of a travesty of two mockeries of a sham. Thank you, anyone who slogged through the whole thing ;-)

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