Jack Attacked by the Lisping Fairys you Allow to Rule the World.
France in the Footsteps of Otto Rahn is the most important thing ever written. I know it, my paid subscribers know it and they know it. This is what I get for my troubles ...
On Wednesday morning returning from a doctor’s appointment in Cooksville I clipped a deer doing seventy on the interstate. My 2010 Honda Civic with a 182,000 miles on the odometer was pretty much totaled. The car had served me well for fifteen years but it was time for a new car anyway. And after determining on Friday with Phil the radiator was pushed back and rubbing the fan I began searching online for a new one.
Now on Tuesday I had received my monthly Experian credit report only to find out my 778 credit score had been inexplicably lowered to 758. Inexplicable because I’ve never made a late payment on my rent, electricity, internet provider or water bill let alone my three credit cards. I’ve worked very hard in the last ten years building my credit from the low 600’s to 778. I was angry but not angry enough to dispute it I just figured I’d wait to see if it corrected itself next month. If not I’d have to write letters to all three credit companies and go through, the process.
On Friday night I was lying in bed trying to get through YouTube videos without being subjected to “stuck poop” commercials, erectile dysfunction commercials, and Prager U informercials and I received another notice from Experion, which is highly unusual. I get one notice at the end of the month, and I’d already gotten it.
When I checked I leapt out of bed in a cold sweat, my cats tried to comfort me, but I was inconsolable and I still am. The 90$ is from a bogus collection agency in Knoxville, famous for such antics where they never even contact the litigant and attempt to extort whatever payment they can from them by messing with their credit report. One guy even got a gun pulled on him when he went to their office under a rock in Knoxville. A search will provide over 50 documented cases of them doing this and it’s been on my credit report for almost a year, it never mattered before, and it shouldn’t if any of these three credit companies are even remotely competent. The other 153 is actually 90 and was slandered into my credit report by a collection agency amoral enough to work for T Mobile. That one I got when I came back from France almost two years ago because I refused to pay T mobile three times for a month’s service. Neither ever affected my 778-credit rating.
Now we get to the good part, this says I only pay three quarters of my payments on time.
But if we look further into my credit report we will find out that my payment history is very good.
Actually, it should be excellent because as you can see, I have a 100% on time record and am classified by Experion as a high achiever.
This should be a cautionary tale to anyone who thinks a social credit rating system is a good idea or even allows someone in their house who thinks that kind of government control is acceptable. Now we all know they hate me and have done everything they could to destroy my career, but this goes beyond that. They are monitoring my internet searches and my phone. For the last week Phils wife has been attempting to find me a new place to live and texting me. I suspect that’s why they knocked it down 20 points originally but as soon as they found out I needed a new car they stuck the dagger in up to the hilt in my back, it didn’t even take them a day. I don’t even know if I can fix this. They control the internet which makes them, even though they are card carrying Sissy’s, omnipotent. Just witness Peter Thiel, that’s the CIA version of the Übermensch. How’s it feel to have a guy who should be washing your socks control your life?
This book is the reason I am the most censored writer on the internet. If I was you, if I could get it, I’d read it and find out why lest you have to do this all over again. Publication will be discontinued after we publish my next one, so you better try to get it now.
The battle with the credit report—ugh sorry Jack. You do not deserve this and I’m sorry to hear about all the shenanigans to disrupt your life. Oddly, a deer strike—I had just come from breakfast where the waitress took the time to tell me she hit a deer on the way to work and then reading your news shortly thereafter—I guess it was a day for some symbolism of rebirth and regeneration—for what it’s worth. Hang in there….
Peter should be washing melanistic penii for a living. He has no idea what is in the post.
The battle with the credit report—ugh sorry Jack. You do not deserve this and I’m sorry to hear about all the shenanigans to disrupt your life. Oddly, a deer strike—I had just come from breakfast where the waitress took the time to tell me she hit a deer on the way to work and then reading your news shortly thereafter—I guess it was a day for some symbolism of rebirth and regeneration—for what it’s worth. Hang in there….