I received this email, apparently, from someone working for the Italian
Presidents office/cabinet regarding an email they received from my email
address. I have found that one "Tazio Ceri" (AKA praise) at
praise.tazio@tiscalinet.it attempted to spoof my email address in order to
further his own political and personal objectives.
I found this to be completely unethical, and am quite angered by this. I
have written to the Signor Ghirlanda explaining this and extending my deepest
regrets. I have also been informed by Heir Klippel that Mr Ceri must resolve
this matter with me in 24 hours or he will be banned from the list-server
lx-talk@mammala.de. How Mr. Ceri is going to accomplish this task, providing
he attempts to do so, is going to be difficult - Since I personally do not
know what he might have to say that would provide a means to placate my anger
and distaste regarding this matter.
I am formally advising the SuSE list users and administrators of this
activity, so as to provide information that will enable others to take any
measures needed to guard themselves against this type of activity and
behavior.
I am including a copy of the message I received for Signor Ghirlanda's office.
Thank You, sincerely. Curtis Rey
---------- Forwarded Message ----------
Subject: Re: Lettera a Berlusconi
Date: Thu, 10 Jan 2002 11:49:10 +0100
From: "Francesco Ghirlanda"
Originariamente era indirizzata ad un tale Mr. Spammer, l'ho riadattata un pochetto. Che fai sottoscrivi o no?
Mr. Berlusconi, you swine. You vulgar little maggot. You worthless bag
of
filth. As they say in Texas. I'll bet you couldn't pour piss out of a
boot
with instructions on the heel. You are a canker. A sore that won't go
away.
I would rather kiss a lawyer than be seen with you.
You're a putrescent mass, a walking vomit. You are a spineless little
worm
deserving nothing but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk, a cad, a weasel. Your life is a monument to stupidity. You are a stench, a revulsion, a big suck on a sour lemon.
You are a bleating foal, a curdled staggering mutant dwarf smeared
richly
with the effluvia and offal accompanying your alleged birth into this world. An insensate, blinking calf, meaningful to nobody, abandoned by
the
puke-drooling, giggling beasts who sired you and then killed themselves
in
recognition of what they had done.
I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same species
as
you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformity. I barf at the very
thought
of you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut. Lepers avoid you. You
are
vile, worthless, less than nothing. You are a weed, a fungus, the dregs
of
this earth. And did I mention you smell?
Try to edit your responses with something trustfull before attempting to impress us with your insight. The evidence that you are a nincompoop
will
still be available to readers, but they will be able to access it more rapidly.
You snail-skulled little rabbit. Would that a hawk pick you up, drive
its
beak into your brain, and upon finding it rancid set you loose to fly briefly before spattering the ocean rocks with the frothy pink shame of your ignoble blood. May you choke on the queasy, convulsing nausea of
your
own trite, foolish beliefs.
You are weary, stale, flat and unprofitable. You are grimy, squalid,
nasty
and profane. You are foul and disgusting. You're a fool, an ignoramus. Monkeys look down on you. Even sheep won't have sex with you. You are unreservedly pathetic, starved for attention, and lost in a land that reality forgot.
And what meaning do you expect your delusionally self-important
statements
of unknowing, inexperienced opinion to have with us? What fantasy do you hold that you would believe that your tiny-fisted tantrums would have
more
weight than that of a leprous desert rat, spinning rabidly in a circle, waiting for the bite of the snake? You are a waste of flesh. You have no rhythm. You are ridiculous and obnoxious. You are the moral equivalent
of a
leech. You are a living emptiness, a meaningless void. You are sour and senile. You are a disease, you puerile one-handed slack-jawed drooling meatslapper.
On a good day you're a half-wit. You remind me of drool. You are
deficient
in all that lends character. You have the personality of wallpaper. You
are
dank and filthy. You are asinine and benighted. You are the source of
all
unpleasantness. You spread misery and sorrow wherever you go.
You smarmy lagerlout git. You bloody woofter sod. Bugger off, pillock.
You
grotty wanking oik artless base-court apple-john. You clouted boggish foot-licking twit. You dankish clack-dish plonker. You gormless
crook-pated
tosser. You churlish boil-brained clotpole ponce. You cockered
bum-bailey
poofter. You craven dewberry pisshead cockup pratting naff. You
gob-kissing
gleeking flap-mouthed coxcomb. You dread-bolted fobbing beef-witted clapper-clawed flirt-gill.
You are a fiend and a coward, and you have bad breath. You are
degenerate,
noxious and depraved. I feel debased just for knowing you exist. I
despise
everything about you, and I wish you would go away. I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. I mean rock-hard stupid. Dehydrated-rock-hard stupid. Stupid so stupid that it goes way beyond the stupid we know into
a
whole different dimension of stupid. You are trans-stupid stupid. Meta-stupid. Stupid collapsed on itself so far that even the neutrons
have
collapsed. Stupid gotten so dense that no intellect can escape.
Singularity
stupid. Blazing hot mid-day sun on Mercury stupid. You emit more stupid
in
one second than our entire galaxy emits in a year. Quasar stupid. Your writing has to be a troll. Nothing in our universe can really be this stupid. Perhaps this is some primordial fragment from the original big
bang
of stupid. Some pure essence of a stupid so uncontaminated by anything
else
as to be beyond the laws of physics that we know. I'm sorry. I can't go
on.
This is an epiphany of stupid for me. After this, you my not hear from
me
again for a while. I don't have enough strength left to deride your ignorant questions and half baked comments about unimportant trivia, or
any
of the rest of this drivel. Duh.
The only thing worse than your logic is your manners. Maybe later in
life,
after you have learned to read, write, spell, and count, you will have
more
success. True, these are rudimentary skills that many of us "normal"
people
take for granted that everyone has an easy time of mastering. But we sometimes forget that there are "challenged" persons in this world who
find
these things more difficult. If I had known, that this was your case
then I
would have never read your post. It just wouldn't have been "right".
Sort
of like parking in a handicap space. I wish you the best of luck in the emotional, and social struggles that seem to be placing such a demand on you.
P.S.
You are hypocritical, greedy, violent, malevolent, vengeful, cowardly, deadly, mendacious, meretricious, loathsome, despicable, belligerent, opportunistic, barratrous, contemptible, criminal, fascistic, bigoted, racist, sexist, avaricious, tasteless, idiotic, brain-damaged,
imbecilic,
insane, arrogant, deceitful, demented, lame, self-righteous, byzantine,conspiratorial, satanic, fraudulent, libelous, bilious, splenetic, spastic, ignorant, clueless, illegitimate, harmful,
destructive,
dumb, evasive, double-talking, devious, revisionist, narrow,
manipulative,
paternalistic, fundamentalist, dogmatic, idolatrous, unethical, cultic, diseased, suppressive, controlling, restrictive, malignant, deceptive,
dim,
crazy, weird, dystopic, stifling, uncaring, plantigrade, grim, unsympathetic, jargon-spouting, censorious, secretive, aggressive, mind-numbing, arassive, poisonous, flagrant, self-destructive, abusive, socially-retarded, puerile, clueless, and generally Not Good.
In other words, go away.
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