Thursday, August 17, 2006

Story on Baby Seal Beating Factory, Pictures at 11


I have felt with some leads to some of the stories that have been dumped on my lap the last month or so, are just that, baby seal factory beating stories where I am supposed to take pictures, do interviews, watch these beautiful animals ground up in a blender, and then served to me with a smile as a tasty frozen drink. I am sickened enough not to want to blog here, here, and here.

I have thought of throwing my press pass in a campfire, but my sick and twisted side is watching various car wrecks happen in slow-motion in front of my eyes, so I want to know the ending. I hope it is not a cliffhanger, so I may decide to make a clean break, take the next fork in the road, and go on the path that is the rest of my life.

My tinfoil hat goes off to those in the REAL media that report stories knowing both sides of a story are both sleazy pieces of crap, telling lies, manufacturing evidence. There are always two sides to every story. The more pure someone claims to be, the longer the potential fall from grace is.

There is something said for my maybe going off to an island somewhere warm, with my beaten and well preserved typewriter, and I would like to throw my laptop in a swamp, but will not, as it is the closest thing to something NASA built with a keyboard and screen capable of working below twenty degrees below zero to a temperature where I cannot type as water boils at 212 and the computer can be used to 240.

Before I arrive at my private island please make sure I have enough bottles of my favorite 12 year old single malt Scotch for a drink or two per week, a solar powered fridge for making ice, and I will need a female specialist to rub oil on my back (now taking applications) as I do not want to get the oil on my typing paper soiling what I will write offline.

Ok, call me sick, but I can have my fantasy here, especially on Free Speech Central,, can I not?

I hope not to have any internet, newspapers, or television on my little island.

Maybe it is a dream, maybe it is reality, maybe I will require postal service that comes every 6 months or so.

Who knows?

Yours truly, the Baby Seal Factory Reporter Wannabe Guy, Steven G. Erickson a.k.a. Blogger Vikingas, secret agent screenwriter, BS Artist Extraordinaire

[fess up now, who slashed my name in red, was it me?]

This post allows anonymous comments. My email is

The Connecticut State Police didn't like what I wrote about them in newspapers, so they sent in this stalker


Anonymous Anonymous said...

I need to take a deep breathe before I begin to speak to you. I have been reading blogs by you for quite some time now don't you think it's time for you to get over what has happened to you in CT? Granted whether it was right or wrong (I believe there are 2 sides to every story also and people have a tendency to always put themselves in a better light...if you know what I mean) you really should just start a Clean slate and move on get a steady job and settle down I'm sure your family feels the same.

Move on......your story is old.

Thu Aug 17, 01:34:00 PM 2006  
Blogger The_SRV said...

anonymous, why don't you write me an email to

I have been writing my thoughts. My story is old, I am moving on.

I poke fun of myself and others.

I like to write and am doing so more and more offline.

So who are you anonymous?

Thu Aug 17, 01:39:00 PM 2006  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Is this the part where you accuse me of being your lawyer who did you wrong in CT? ha ha ha

Fri Aug 18, 02:06:00 PM 2006  
Blogger The_SRV said...

Are you Michael H. Agranoff?

In that case I don't consider you a lawyer, lawyers are supposed to defend their clients. I have never seen someone just plain suck so bad in court ever.

If shit had arms, that shit would be Michael H. Agranoff.

Fri Aug 18, 05:27:00 PM 2006  
Anonymous Kathleen M. Dickson said...

Steve's story is old. That's true. It's the same old story of corruption in the courts explained by all the participants in the 1996 Ritt Goldstein Hearings.

Things have gotten worse all around.

The legislators are incompetent, self-serving assholes. The legislature is a well-known cartoon (See Kevin Rennie's article in the Hartford Courant about this).

Michael Lawlor was present for the 1996 Ritt Goldstein hearings and he was a member of the Judiciary Committee to reapprove the same corrupt and incompetent assholes as "judges."

Lawlor told Chris Kennedy re Chris' complaints that he, Lawlor, was "not interested," TWICE.

Steve is fighting for your rights. If you don't think it is worth it, then by all means: Feel free to do nothing and become another victim of Corrupticut. The "law" only protects the wealthy. Case in point, Mamma Jo McKenzie and the Specyalski case. McKenzie got away with obstructing justice and we paid her over $80,000 a year to perform this function in Rowland's mansion.

Mon Aug 21, 10:07:00 PM 2006  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

OK, so you're both delusional

Wed Aug 23, 09:05:00 PM 2006  

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