Over the weekend I angered a very deranged woman, apparently by visiting the place where she blogs part-time. Her name is Brenda (or as I prefer to call her, “Brendolina” because she does act quite childish and therefore deserves a childs name) and her comments are right here.
Brendolina has become obsessed with the history of RNS. Unfortunately for her, she doesn’t learn well so let me fill y’all in so we can move onto my question to you, the RNS reader. (Addendum Added)
Back in 2002, Nukevet Neal started up Random Nuclear Strikes as a place to vent. I found a link to RNS via the now defunct ‘A Small Victory’ blog and started regularly stopping by and helping Neal splat trolls. One day in May 2003, Nukevet Neal had to go away on business and asked me to blog sit for him, which I gladly agreed to do.
When he got back, he was gracious enough to leave me with a log-in, and the rest, as you can see by the archives, is history. Neal also invited a gentleman who blogged under the moniker ‘Puggs’ and we were ‘The 3 Amigos-Less Dancing, More Guns’. Neal covered the South and East portion of the US out of Baton Rouge, LA; Puggs covered the Northeast and Midwest via Ohio, which left me the left coast.
Puggs had a growing family and, being a good father, he wanted to spend more time with the wife and growing chilluns and took a bow after a while. Neal’s cancer research and veterinary work was getting quite heavy and it just worked him into a state to where he just didn’t have the time or inclination to blog anymore. It was then that he offered me the keys to the Mighty, Mighty Blogstation Bunker of RNS.
I, of course, accepted.
Neal is now living in Canada as a proud American citizen, having left the University Plantation that was LSU, and is still doing his groundbreaking cancer research. He also occasioanlly blogs at Life in the Atomic Age. Mark is living quietly with the wife and growing chilluns somewhere in the midwest, doing what the big bear of a man does best, provide. He stops by every now and then, as he did this weekend.
And as you all know, I’m still here. I’ve brought together my own gang of psuedo misfits: First was Professor Booty who helped me out when I didn’t feel like blogging weekends, and then, just last year, our good man David, who was just such a good and levelheaded guy when I met him at Boomershoot 05 that I thought he’d fit in quite well around here. And he has.
And that, in a nutshell, is the sordid and scandalous history of RNS.
Brendolina has a problem with this.
You see, after Nukevet Neal got screwed by a certain hosting service that shall not be named, he switched to the excellent Hosting Matters. The “Host Who Shall Not Be Named” refused to give up the Nukevet.Com domain and Neal switched to the SoftGreenGlow domain.
When I took over paying for the bandwidth of the RandomNuclearStrikes/SoftGreenGlow blog, I gave all of the pertinent information (name, address, phone# and credit card info) to HM who then gave the info to the main domain registrar for the US.
But because said registrar is lazy and hasn’t updated the registration info, Brendolina did what any leftist who cannot depend on facts to win her arguments (which is why she loses so many) does, make threats.
Brendolina threatened to sic the internet police on me. She did this mostly because she, as a typical confused leftist, didn’t understand that it wasn’t my responsibility to make sure the data was current.
I don’t know what she wants my information so badly for; although after the physical threats made by the dingleberry from the last time, I’m almost positive that if she did have it, my vehicles would mysteriously turn up vandalized or my house defaced or that I’d be followed when I go out to dinner with the Analog Wife so that Brendolina could toss a drink into my face.
Typical leftist crap: When you cannot win an argument, get sneaky. When you have your ideas challenged, bitch, scream and threaten until that person goes away.
Unfortunately for Brendolina, she will have to do what I have never done at RNS, and ban me, before I stop questioning her logic. She cannot think in a straight line (unless it involves a right wing conspiracy) and I just love taking her crooked logic and straightening it out.
After my stalker from last year, whom I am sure I picked up from Brendolina’s place of blog and who made the exact same threats, I made it a point to contact HM to make sure the info was kept current so that I could keep dweebs with nothing else to do on a sunny Sunday afternoon except make harrassing comments off my back.
HM said that they contacted the registrar when RNS originally changed hands from Neal to myself, as they are required to do, but that since that didn’t work, they would make another attempt.
But, as can be witnessed by Brendolina’s over the top behavior this weekend, nothing has changed at the registrars.
Nevermind that I have an open invite to meet up with anyone who stops by RNS at just about any pistol or rifle range I can drive to, where they can meet me in person, or that I have, infact met over two dozen RNS readers via that very method. To Brendolina, I am a coward who used fake information when signing up with my Visa card to pay the bills around here.
Her last words to me as of 1730 Sunday evening were as follows,
“I gueess we will see if your fraud is OK with anyone except you.”
Yes Brenda, I guess we will.
So how about it folks, do you hate me and will refuse to ever stop by RNS again because I can’t move the heaven and the earth to get a psuedo gov’t agency to keep up with their paperwork?
Or is Brendolina a psycho-cunt with too much free time? BTW, I have no idea if that is her real name or not, but she does respond to the the email addy. Also, she has no registration info at her place of blog because she is only a part-timer and someone else pays the bills there.
Addendum: For the nearly 3 years I have been bloging and for the year prior to that when I was just a reader, if I was on this here interweb, I took time out to read left wing websites, some of which were absolutely vile.
NEVER, at any time during those four years, did I ever look up to see who owned a website. I can guarantee you that I read something that pissed me off more than once a week, and during certain weeks of the pre and post 2004 election cycle, I’m pretty sure it was a daily occurance.
But I never thought to try and find out personal contact information on a site owner/blogger.
This is because I respect other people’s right to say whatever damn batshit crazy they want, no matter how much it goes against my core beliefs or insults me.
Apparently, Brendolina and a couple of others in the past whose names I have forgotten don’t feel the same way.
But, of course, they will say that it is the right who hates the Constitution.