Klown Komments 4

An oldie but a a goodie.  This Kunt hounded my early posts, desperate for validation and attention.  I approved one of his “I’m gonna get you” posts and that just encouraged him to go the fuck off.  I think he sent in something like ten komments in a couple of days, each more disturbing than the next.

And since I just don’t have the time or energy to put up my “Jakkob’s Ladder” post yet, I’ll take the lazy man’s shortcut (Samsung calls it “Benchmarking”) and copy-paste some old shit out of the comments section.

Original reply to “Man’s Best Friend“:

LJ (Little Johnson?) wrote:

I will find out who you are, and I will expose your true identity when I do. Have fun when the students, schools, and Koreans around you know your true attitudes towards them 🙂

Be patient and enjoy it while you can.

But when you komment on a WordPress Site, you leave your IP open.  Many of us (smarter than Little Johnson) use proxies or IP masks or VPNs, so what I get back is garbage, but not Little Johnson.  So I had a go:

Well “comingforyou@yahoo.com”, John (I didn’t put up his IP or last name… perhaps I should have), I guess my first question is, “Why the fuck do you care?”

Here you are, some ethnically-Korean American [using] an IP with a lot of open ports (http://imgur.com/bG6VT46) posting out of Buffalo, New York (and already reported for spam here, tsk tsk http://www.stopforumspam.com/ipcheck/198.23.240.74), on Patton Place halfway between Quantico Ct and Hershey Ct (GPS Location: 42.9864,-78.7279)

Nice neighborhood! http://imgur.com/Q7LZhIo

(that is a beautiful swimming pool in the back yard by the way)

Nice pool! http://imgur.com/zqF4d2I

using the Hudson Valley Host/colocrossing company operating out of Kingston, NY… (the abuse team contact info 1-800-497-5377 and abuse@hudsonvalleyhost.com for things like online threats)

So again, why do you care? Do you just hate free speech? Do you just need to threaten people online?

I’m going to guess that you have absolutely nothing better to do. I’m also going to guess that you have exactly zero bills each month that you need to pay for yourself, giving you nothing but time. Wow man, that sounds fucking awesome! Living off mom and daddy, playing Playstation, nice computer, maybe even your own shiny car… fuck, I’m jealous! Zipping around your sweet American neighborhood in your little sports car, not having to look at gobs of phlegm, puddles of vomit and piles of festering food garbage. When you pull up and start walking to the local gyopo hot spot to get some noodles and Hite beer, you can actually hear the birds in the trees as people around you are talking in human tones and not trying desperately to deafen one another. Nice. Really, really fucking nice. In the land that really established things like free speech as a modern civil right, making sure to attack others for it half a world away.

Fuck man. I’m so envious. I wish that the biggest concern in my life was trying to destroy the real life of someone who posted something online that I didn’t agree with. I really, honestly wish that. I wish that my life was so empty, so void of responsibility, so devoid of worry and burden that I had nothing, and I mean NOTHING, more important to do than threaten some random internet stranger working his ass off with no support in some far away country that I have probably never visited because he said he didn’t like the disgusting way people around him lived. Holy shit! If that was my only concern I’d fucking dance the horsey dance from Gangnam Style naked on top of a statue of Sejeong.

The difference between me and a Klown (psst… you’re a Klown) is that what I say here doesn’t hurt anyone else or impact/hinder their ability to live life enjoyably, whereas Klown behavior is meant to negatively impact as many people as possible in the most foul ways possible. Instead of Klowns getting upset with one another for actually making the world a more unpleasant place to live in a very physical and vocal way, they get upset with me for being upset with them… to the point where, rather than saying “Golly yes. Vomiting all over the streets and shouting outside apartments at 2am on Sunday is uncivilized. We should seek to change that behavior” it’s all about “How dare an unhappy person say that they are unhappy, but, you know, only if they are non-Korean! We should get him fired and alert AES to have acid thrown at him!”

Funny thing is, even if my employer and students knew how I really felt about my immediate environment (which is very, very VERY fucking different from yours), I would still be the best thing going for those kids. All I see at work is a bunch of Klowns training kids, who might otherwise grow up to be decent human beings, to be Klowns. No critical thinking. No self-reflection.

Klowns don’t think about anything that they could throw tantrums over instead. If Klowns could think and were allowed to express themselves without worry of threats like yours, Korea would still have a Namdaemun Gate and hundreds of ferry-riding kids would still be alive. Here you are, a klowny example of Klowndom, refusing to actually think about the validity of anything I have to say, but rather plotting to deprive me of earning a living, which is the only thing I have that makes time here tolerable. Why? Don’t you have anything better to do?

I mean, if you don’t give a flying fuck about the behavior of Klowns and how that behavior impacts others, why the fuck do you care if I talk about it? You can surf to a different site, I can’t just click off the klownisms, so why don’t you?

Why don’t you head on upstairs, enjoy some of that food you didn’t need to pay for, watch some TV (not the cup finals tho since the Hawks fucked that up) on the LCD you didn’t need to buy, rub one out to some Japanese Cartoon porn on the computer you didn’t need to purchase and relax with a smoke on the patio overlooking the pool you didn’t need to worry about affording. Maybe that will mellow you out a bit. It must be nice to have the option to mellow out. I wish I could. I wish I could go anywhere, LITERALLY FUCKING ANYWHERE, to mellow out. I can’t at my apartment with my screaming/stomping neighbors, not at work with the screaming/running kids and shouting/smelly coworkers, not on the subway, not on the street, not at a restaurant, not in a park, fucking nowhere. You think about that in the afterglow of orgasm coupled with the hit of nicotine. You think about how fucking lucky you are to not have to tolerate and live with the shit I live with.

If you did, you might be an even angrier fuck than you are right now… and instead of spamming blogs you might just make one of your own to vent your frustration at having all civility robbed from you just so you could make money (I know you probably don’t understand that concept but imagine if you can).

In other news, I’ve decided that this will be my last year in Klown.  I don’t think I’ll even make it to next February to finish my contract, though a completion bonus would be a nice going away gift and the winter camp and tutoring money is hard to say no to.  I’ve almost hit my savings goal and am close enough at this point to call it Mission Accomplished by Christmas.  Some nice undervalued sectors in the States ripe for an upswing call for a man with cash on hand.  Some smart balanced investments and a low-overhead SME and I’ll be basically set for life.  Yes.  I will have had to sacrifice nearly a decade of my life the Koncentration Kamp of Klown, but the light at the end of the tunnel approaches and looks bright and beautiful.  The ESL game is not what it once was in Klown, and it looks like this year won’t be nearly as profitable as years past on an hour-to-hour comparison.  Every year I work harder for the same money while the system tries to fuck me at every turn.  At least I’m not Adam Carr.

Every year this place gets worse.  If you think Klown has a future – financially or socially – you are deluding yourself.  The Kancer has metastasized and the death throes aren’t all that far off.  If this kuntry makes it another 5 years with a katastrophic IMF-level kollapse I will be flabbergasted.  If you haven’t made your exit plans yet – start.

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24 thoughts on “Klown Komments 4

  1. Obviously “LJ” didn’t know who he was fucking with. Keep up the good work. Enjoy all of your postings. Congratulations on achieving your goals. Will miss you when you return to the land of round doorknobs.

  2. Glad you’re making a plan and getting out. Would you like to share what you’ve learned here? Here are some valuable things I learned:

    –how to recognize a backhanded compliment
    –how to recognize and never answer invasive questions
    –how to identify the alpha personality (aka the underground ruler, the one who is not officially the boss but in actuality is the boss) in a given group or workplace more or less immediately
    –how to budget and plan indulgences skilfully
    –how to say little but appear to be saying enough to appear to be engaged in what appears to be a “conversation”
    –how to really enjoy and make the most of solitude
    –in general how to deal with people who can dish it out like nobody’s business but can’t take it back one bit (it being negativity/interpersonal cruelty/absurd power tripping)

    I also learned a lot about the history of this part of the world, things I had no clue about before. And I have the ability to conceive of, and on rare occasion, more or less fully grasp how things seem or may seem to a person raised in a different culture and region of the world. This has been very eye-opening– though I often wish I could go back to the state of innocence and optimism I had before coming here. It is something I see lacking in people back home when I go back there and visit.

    One more thing, I realized how much the US media lies, or lies by omission perhaps more accurately, to the US people.

    Just a thought– if you become a landlord, Mr. Blogger, I hope you will be a kind one. Property owners who aren’t pathological jerks out to milk every possible penny from middle class or low income tenants are very needed nowadays. Good luck with your investments and I hope indeed you are set for life, you deserve it.

    • You’re lessons on these points would also be valuable to us, too. Detecting, dodging, and digging out the underground, tricky filth.

  3. I’ve had more than a few death threats from netizens myself, just for expressing opinions contrary to Korean thinking (a contradiction of terms there). Honest opinions from foreigners are verboten here, and don’t you forget it!

  4. My sister, more recently has been getting into K-pop. This is mildly distressing, I can see where it get’s it’s influences from and I thought we had done with 90’s boybands, but K-pop seems to be a slitty eyed revival of that terrible era of musical stagnation. My sister has become so increasingly engrossed in these bands, who all look the same (no racism), who all have the same moronic un-inspired choreographed crappy dance moves that we see certain groups win with, on things like X-factor (to mine and the countries bemusement , I’m from Britain). My sister has poster after poster after poster of these indifferent looking guys, who all look the same, sound the same, do the same movements, but my sister has her favourites (I dunno how she tells them apart). Music is really on it’s last legs, atleast in mainstream culture, and K-pop is really spear-heading it’s imminent death. I don’t know what I’m asking really…other than what are your opinions on this are? Have you done or will you be doing any articles on this? The one thing I can say of merit for these K-poppers is that their commerciality is unmatched. My sister bought one of their albums (I don’t know which one), and it cost quite a small fortune as I understand it. All that came with it was the CD which came with no subtitles, a book of lyrics which she couldn’t understand (again, no translations), and it came in this shiny gold album cover. It was a true waste of money if ever there was one, but she bought it! With her own money! (Which is rare). Anyway, that’s all I have to say. I should say I only joined this crappy site so I could contact you and continue to read you blog. I don’t know how I stumbled acroos this but it is excellent, please do keep it up. – Lordaggie.

  5. It is strange how the more “developed” Korea gets, the worse it gets. But when you worship the past it’s hard to move forward.

  6. Hey….Where did you disappear to, sir? I was hoping for more pithy observations on life in the seouless cesspool. No posts for over 4 months? It’s been an interesting summer for me and my so-called friends in Korea. With humor, I keep dodging the blatant lies and agendas being thrown at me. It’s pretty easy now. it seems a pity that a country that has so much potential to be a GREAT country still is so messed up. Good luck where ever you are…however you are….let us know you are ok, willya???

      • Hi there, just me again, checking on you, sir. I hope you are doing ok. I feel a curious affinity with you, because of your in-your-face-tell-it-as-is-no-holds-barred style. I get you. I wish I could meet you, sit down, give you a decent pour, and just have a conversation.
        In fact, I am crazy enough to tell you contact my email. I’ll be in Seoul January 16 for a few days on a rather dreadful but ever-so-gratifying mission. If not, then god bless ya in your travels.

      • As the light at the end of the tunnel nears, as I take progressive steps closer to the exit for parolees, I feel a calmness. Sure, Klowns and their foul, pig-trough filth and social retardation piss me off, but I can now remind myself that I can leave them in the rearview soon. 6 more months…

        This year from Christmas until February, I plan on working until my soul bleeds. 7 days a week making one last run at that sweet, sweet vacation season money. I’ll have to call up a friend and see if I can piggyback on his ritalin scrip….

  7. I have to agree with knobcreekwhiskey.

    I’m leaving this country around the same time as you and am missing your posts. I’m definitely feeling that calm but, jesus, this place still pisses me off. Your blog’s so cathartic to read though.

    • Ya know, I am kind of wanting to pick up the glowing embers left by this kingdom of klownisms and build my own little bonfire. ( Imagine me humming Eat The Rich by Aerosmith) However, I have not much experience in the blogosphere, especially one so pit viper-ish as Korean culture. There’s lots of pride there, old pride, and we all know it’s one of the seven deadlies. I also enjoy the catharsis of ripping the curtain off the little booth in Emerald City while the little man screams ‘pay no attention to the man behind the curtain!’ but my main concern is that I am just a frequent visitor, not a resident to the Seouless Sin City. Ew. I think I just hit on my blog name.

  8. I have to admit. I’m a Korean. However, your blog is quite enlightening. I accept that our nationalism is making us Koreans into Satan’s little minions. Thank you for this website.

    Our country’s motto is suppose to be 홍익인간 (let humanity flourish). Now let’s get rid of our inhumane attitudes once and for all!

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