Notice now the people who "are" this woman. They act on her behalf, with her full knowledge, permission and consent, and write on a website which is her own name and which she owns. Thus, while they "pretend" "she" has nothing to do with it, by their own words, she is fully and solely responsible for what they say and do.
Added May 1:
For those who keep saying I merely "claim" to be a wine expert, well, I don't need to "claim" what is true. Don't take my word for it, the following article was on the front page of the Food & Drink section of the Austin American Statesman just two days ago, Wednesday April 29:
http://www.austin360.com/food_drink/content/food_drink/stories/2009/04/0429outsidethebox.html
May 9: She now claims I have "created my own PR". Actually, this is not true. That woman "created her own PR" by paying a PR company to distribute a Press Release, riddled with untruths, most particularly "her film is fully funded". Her film was in fact only "Possibly funded". She also claimed an office address in Russia, but she only would have HAD the office there IF she restored the building, which she did NOT, thus she had no office at the address she claimed. Just the "possiblity" of an office. Unlike her, I have not asked for any press. Rather, the Media (press, Television and internet) have all approached ME for my expertise in the Wine business for the last THIRTEEN YEARS. My blog is out there for people to read, free. If they find value in it, great. It is gratifying that many people do find my blog of value, and many in the wine industry particularly. This is in fact the only reason I post here, to protect my professional reputation and to attempt to address, correct, and to show why the insane negative libelous false propaganda this woman and her cronies publish virtually daily on the website bearing her name is in fact nothing more than her sour grapes at being tossed out of several courts with her claims, and the fact that Law Enforcement has ignored her claims as well as being baseless. An acquaintance I asked, who is in Law Enforcement told me that they can't say "your reports are ridiculous", so instead they say "we are too busy to get to this right now, but we will as soon as we can." Which is, of course, the same thing.
"Mike Newson" if he "is" real, since he offers up only his "word" wrote:
Anyway according to Rob's thinking and comments then he must be responsible for the following comments, which can only be said to exist for the purpose of intimidation --- We know where you are, and what you are doing... We are tracking you and can come get you anytime we want... One should take strong notice of these comments as it really goes to show the true agenda that Rob has.. Do you SEE the propaganda? Where in this blog are the words: "we are tracking you" "we can come get you anytime we want" "We know who you are"...etc.? You don't.
What you DO see are my words from day one: I have said virtually nothing about her since she nonsuited her claims. LET me repeat that, I HAVE MADE NO PUBLIC STATEMENTS about her on the open internet for some three years now. As for a stalker, well, I have no clue where this woman is, where she lives, and frankly I don't WANT to know, nor can I care less. In the words of one of her attorney's, Dave. S. "the faster that woman is in my rearview mirror the happier I'll be" (yeah I have the email he said that to me in.). I WISH NO CONTACT WITH OR FROM THIS PERSON. The one letter sent to me by her I refused as further evidence I want nothing to do with her. Its a bit hard to stalk someone when you don't even know where they live, not to mention that I don't even care enough to even bother. I do NOT wish this person ill, or harm. Frankly, I do not care. The less I hear about her, the better. That said, no one should ever be subjected to harm or danger. I DO NOT WISH THIS PERSON HARM, nor have I advocated, wished, nor advised anyone to harm her. Such allegations are baseless, wrong and defamatory.
READ THESE WORDS AGAIN. They are clear, concise and do not need "interpretation."
As to what motivates this woman, well:
as early as November 11, 2004 "Justin Edwards" wrote: We won't know when until probably next week when to upload the timeline presentation, as the law enforcement are investigating stalking, harassment, fraud, forgery, tampering with evidence and some other things that are holding things up. So we need to wait until the law enforcement people say we can. ... We don't want to taint the criminal investigation."
August 2006 her cronies were writing in full headlines "Oma Hamou wants Bob Atchison to go to Jail...I can tell you this, that Oma Hamou works night and day towards getting Bob Atchison put in jail. She wants him to go to jail. " and still August 2006, under her own name "with respect to Bob Atchison I want the court to order him to be put in jail for the crimes that he has perpetrated on the court (perjury & fraud) and on me" and here is something she herself wrote, under her own name:
November 26, 2007 "you were put on notice of my intent to file criminal charges against Bob Atchison, Rob Moshein and Pallasart Web Venture, Inc. ... the fact that you have been put on notice of the pending litigation."
This is her stated objective. Judge her statements accordingly in that light.
Again, on her own website on Sunday, February 24, 2008:
I hate him. I am not sorry to admit this. The man is a criminal and a complete fraud. I want him to go to jail. and on March 17, 2008:
I will not rest until Bob Atchison, Pallasart and Rob Moshein are held accountable for the crimes they've perpetrated against me. Despite what Rob Moshein published on the web about this matter, prosecutors have assured me a verdict based on 'amongst other things' fraud can be overturned and the person perpetrating the fraud can go to to jail and/or be convicted of having committed the crime.
For five full years, yet no "prosecutions", no "litigations", no "investigations", but yet she still makes the claims regularly. But, she claims she is not "obsessed".
Notice that on July 13 2006:This afternoon (she) sent several letters out by email and by regular mail to several people as a preliminary and necessary step of the pending litigation...The police believe in the criminal complaint that (she)'s filed against Bob and Pallasart and everyone says that she's got a great civil case against them....I do plan to file a civil lawsuit against you and Pallasart in the near future and have been cooperating with law enforcement in my criminal complaint against your company and yourself.. on August 30, 2006: at least one District Attorney / Attorney General was significantly shocked/concerned by the total effort documented in the 200 plus pages of documents submitted by (her) to various law enforcement agencies, and that were verified by their officers/agents and turned over to them that they are willing to prosecute. we know that this is going to go to court --- as that is what Oma Hamou is devoted to right now. I can tell you this, that Oma Hamou works night and day towards getting Bob Atchison put in jail. She wants him to go to jail. ... well we all (Oma’s friends and former employees of Enigma and such) have absolute confidence in the lead lawyer. We’ve been patiently waiting to file the next round of briefs until the attorneys get all the transcripts in, which I’m told will be sometime next week, with any luck. I know that we have been expecting this to happen for some time, but the court reporter has been awfully busy with other trials that put our request on the back burner. Tell you what, when the brief gets filed (3 briefs) we will publish on this forum their links so people can read and judge for themselves.
Five full years later, despite the numerous "promises" and "assurances", and unnamed "lawyers", the "pending litigations" and "criminal investigations" never materialized. Statutes of Limitations are now long passed.
But, she says she is not obsessed.
One of my favorites is from 2006: September 17, 2006 "Mike Newson" wrote: "As to Oma, I know for a fact, she is busy reviewing transcripts, police reports and such because as I understand it they’ve got less than 3 weeks to file that pleading and the clock is ticking. I also know that her criminal complaint is being taken seriously and since I personally have provided Affidavits and such I know that it is real.
September 26, 2006"Mike" wrote Two Harvard graduates and members of Mensa and a few other groups that are even more rarified and difficult to belong to are working with her towards this next civil suit and are not in the least concerned with the objections that Rob has raised." I have the web pages downloaded. Did anything ever happen? Nope, and I showed why, legally. She at least now admits begrudgingly I was correct that all applicable Statues of Limitations had long passed. Guess I must be smarter than "Two Harvard Graduates and members of Mensa!"
yet she claims she is not obsessed.
9-27-2006, published on the net, speaking to me personally: "This is going to court and to trial, make no mistake; all the Court Transcripts are now complete... Expect something to be filed within 10 days, as the legal team has to finish fine tooth combing the remaining pages of transcripts first. But it is going to happen, and then the world will see who is telling the truth" Well, its a whole lot longer than ten days.
Yet, she claims she is not "obsessed"
"They" now want you to believe "she" is suddenly NOW going to "Federal Court" to "overturn" the Texas Court verdict against her. "Briefs" are yet again being filed.
There is NO jurisdiction on Federal Court to overturn a State judgment that was never appealed. Further, even if there "were" jurisdiction, Federal Courts are required to follow the particular State Statute of Limitations. Texas Law shows the Statute of Limitations is long passed.
Here is applicable case law:
Under the doctrine of Erie R. Co. v. Tompkins, 304 U.S. 64, 58 S.Ct. 817, 82 L.Ed. 1188 (1938), a federal court in a diversity action must apply the controlling substantive law of the state. In Guaranty Trust Co. v. York, 326 U.S. 99, 65 S.Ct. 1464, 89 L.Ed. 2079 (1945), the Supreme Court held that state statutes of limitations are substantive laws and must be followed by federal courts in diversity actions. In Ragan v. Merchants Transfer & Warehouse Co., 337 U.S. 530, 69 S.Ct. 1233, 93 L.Ed. 1520 (1949)
cited in 720 F.2d 1230 CAMBRIDGE MUTUAL FIRE INSURANCE CO., Liberty Mutual Fire
Insurance Co., Maryland Casualty Co. and New
Hampshire Insurance Co., Plaintiffs-Appellants,
v.
CITY OF CLAXTON, GEORGIA, A Municipal Corporation, Defendant-Appellee,
United States Court of Appeals, No. 82-8755.
Eleventh Circuit. Dec. 5, 1983
119 comments:
A crack team of Mensa members??? Oh, jeez I think sis is off her meds again. We brought her up to the horse ranch in Victorville a while back to try to get her head straight but it just don't usually work. And she couldn't even ride no horses because it was too cold to take your clothes off outdoors, so that made her all upset too. Maybe she'll get better now that she's under a doctor's care. again.
Omer told me they can't figure out why his sister has this obsession with lawyers since she's lost every case she's been in, which is a lot. Then not long ago she got caught driving without a license or registration or insurance so they don't know why she doesn't take care of that stuff first. But it always was hard to get her to see things clear.
Gosh, I went to high school with Oma in Michigan and lost touch with her over the years. These blogs have been so interesting! We had talked about traveling in Scotland after school, becoming Scottish travelers, but I never did. Omer! Great to see you are still kicking!
There is this post of THEIR sight where the snoopy guy says "that is why you are in trouble and I am not". So does that mean that he is Oma? THEY always say that THEY are not Oma but I don't know who to beleive now but gosh mr. moshein i love the alexander palace. I am only 13 and it scares me when THEY post in BIG LETTERS but my freinds on the AP tell me not to be scared amnd all so i am trying but it is hard!
I find it interesting, Rob, that you leave these comments up and yet delete those that don't "gell" with your "agenda". And we all know you have an agenda, don't we?
What are you afraid of, Rob?
Angus Wintermeadow, you old dog! Where have you been? I asked Omer about you a while back and he had no idea whether you were still around. And you should have heard what he told me about Justinia Eduoard. She had a sex change after high school and took the name Brad Summerfield. I knew he/she always had a name thing for you and me (wink, wink). Sometimes I can see why people find appeal in Shari'a just to clean up these hookers and perverts. But that's just not Us, man.
What the hell is going on with this stuff? I googled my own name today and it is all over the internet thanks to this dame, just like yours, Moshein! I have been in Bahrain working in the banking industry for the past few years. I worked At a man's job with the Muslims, but damn the pay was good. The only thing I hated was the black robe I had to wear. I'm usually the kind of girl who is naked outdoors around the hot rocks or the ocean, but that doesn't fly under Islamic Law, let me tell you.
Anyway, I have contacted lawyers and police authorities to see if they are will to sue her to get this crap taken down and they assure me that they will see to it. I have my name and reputation to consider. Hell, I may even get in touch with the FBI! If that other dame can do it so can I! Maybe we should all get together and do some kind of class action suit! There seem to be enough of us that she's pissed off!
As a devotee of the Imperial Family, I am shocked, SHOCKED (sorry, Michael, but I have to use the caps because I am SHOCKED) at the language used by THEM on the other site. Do you think that Her Imperial Majesty the Empress Alexandra would like the mouth on that Snoopy character? Goodness gracious me I don't think so!!! The idea that these people were promoting a screenplay about the Imperial Family is just horrifying, even if they did steal it from the original author! What happens in the last scene, if I may be so bold as to ask? When that ASSASSIN Yurovsky points his gun at Her Imperial Majesty does she scream "Oh f---!!!" I HOPE NOT! But since every other word out that guttermouth seems to be THAT ONE, one can only fear the worst!
And I know for a fact that Her Imperial Majesty would want someone like Meryl Streep or Eva Longoria or an actress of that stature to play her. Not some unknown woman with a penchant for whipping off her shirt at the drop of a hat! SHOCKING! (Again, sorry, Michael, BUT IT HAD TO BE SAID!)
My sister always makes us scratch our heads about how one person can get in so much trouble all the time. From 2000 to 2006 she got herself in trouble in 13 legal cases. In Los Angeles County alone. That's comes out to more than two a year which has got to be some kind of record. In just a few weeks in 2003 three different lawsuits were filed against her. That's gotta be a record too!
In one case, the police who got called on her found she had used 7 different names. In another case about credit card fraud where she was sued for way over $100,000 by American Express there were four other defendants. Or at least there were until the judge found the other four were people that my sister stole their identities and had cards issued to her like she was them.
Twice she got sued by her own lawyers which I never heard of happening before and one of them named Jane Peebles was a real nice lady.
She sued one guy named Bob Atchinson and got her case thrown out by the judge. But he sued her and she lost. Boy did that churn her grits. You can't be around her for 10 minutes without hearing about it all over again and again. You'd think that with her losing a dozen other cases she wouldn't get so heated about one more but you can't never tell with her.
Then there was this time she got sued by her acupunturist and another time she got sued by her makeup person. She almost never pays anybody the money they win off her but she paid that makeup lady because she wrote some other people checks on this closed bank account at the same time and the cops were going to pick her up if she didn't make good on those checks. So she had to or go to jail again which she really hates.
Most of the time, sis never shows up for court and loses her cases that way. I think she's scared of judges because of all the times she got hauled in front of a judge for criminal stuff in the 90s and ended up in jail. Or maybe she knows if she shows up in court they'll do something about all these cases she's lost and never paid the people who won against her.
She keeps telling us she has all this money and friends but she drives around in an old japoly and don't even have a license or registration or insurance for it. She got caught at that too.
But anyway I wish all you people would quit picking on her all the time. Every body is always looking for her becuase of something else she's done and she cain't stay in one place too long. She gets real run down by it all and looks like something the cat dragged in half the time from worry and having no money. It ain't her fault she's sick half the time and got no way to make money. Nobody buys VHS tapes no more. She comes up to Victorville sometimes to see us but we can't find her ourselves most of the time. But the horses really like it when she comes riding them.
oh no! i feel sorry for all those people that the lady took there money like that! omer, were your mom and dad mad because your sister does things like that becuz my mom and dad would be if i did things like that!
Just who are you people?
I was referred to this site as the result of a google search for an Islamic banker who could help me with some rather problematic funds transfers. Instead I find a riot of bad taste, poor spelling ("gell" for "gel"?), muddled grammar, and a very odd mishmash of observances about horses, clothing, court cases, videotape, royal executions, illness, and notably strange expressions of familial sensibilities.
I simply do not understand any of this and would appreciate your removal of references to Bahrain and Shari'a lest others be directed here who may take offense.
Thank you very much.
Ms. Autumnvale,
I have a very good friend who is the regional Marketing Director for the ABC Islamic Bank. I am sure he and his colleagues would like to hear from you. If you will send me your contact information, I will pass it along to him.
I trust this will help you sort things out.
Regards,
Hedley Artmam, III
Hey Miss Jordan, if you are who I think you are it's a real pleasure to see you here. I saw you in "Spanked and Caned" and thought it was a real tour de FORCE of the genre, if you know what I mean. And the photography was first rate. Who takes all those pictures of you? It's hard to capture red really well, you know.
If you're the Rebecca Jordan who teaches at Rutgers or the Rebecca Jordan who works for the Speaker of the Texas House of Representatives or the singer Rebecca Jordan or the Rebecca Jordan who gets lost hiking in Idaho, please excuse me. There are so many of you around.
But you all have my respect.
Rebecca,
I feel your pain about the identity theft. There is someone on that "other" site who has been posting as me for some time now, using my name and claiming that I am involved with this person's ongoing obsession with Rob Moshein. Nothing could be further from the truth. I am in Hawaii, and have had no real contact with this situation for many years, and no real desire to have any contact with it. Yet this person has used my name constantly, and resisted all my efforts to get her to cease and desist. As I said, I am in Hawaii, and have little chance of actually contacting this person, as she moves constantly from place to place and has become truly adept at dodging those who wish to be in touch to serve things like subpoenas. I have occasionally visited the other site, and am upset by the fact that she uses my name to tag posts that are filled with profanity, Sunny. But I repeat: that is NOT ME posting on that site. This is the internet, and anyone can say and do anything without much penalty. However, someone named Carol posted over there with a website that addresses people who use the internet to publish lies. I am planning to file a complaint in the hope that this will get her to cease and desist. I want to move on with my life, and she persists in dragging me into this mess.
And again, sorry for the cursing. Anyone who knows me knows that I would never use that kind of language around a woman.
So this is what happened to the b*tch who lost me my reporter job with that fake story she tricked me into writing about some damned movie about this dead Russian queen.
I've got to run right now for a Merlot tasting down at the harbor before it gets cold.
But I'm glad I found this blog, because there's a lot to tell and I'll be back.
The "Snoopy" guy has now posted on the other side that I don't know my own name. This would be funny if it wasn't so offensive. My name is Justin Edward, not Edwards. It has been Justin Edward all of my life. My theory is that she corrupted it slightly in order to make if more difficult for me to find out about the crap she has been posting. She has played fast and loose with names all of her life. There was a point where I did have contact with her, and even believed some of the nonsense she spouted about people like Moshein and places like Pushkin. But it was pretty clear pretty fast that she had no background in any of the areas she claimed. My wife mistrusted her from the get-go, and insisted that we get away from this person as fast as possible. I'm not going to register on that forum, either, because she would try and track me down. I don't hate the lady or anything, I just feel sorry for her because she is so unable to let go of this. But I want her to stop making it seem like I am a player in this mess.
Rebecca, I have asked Rob Moshein to forward me your e-mail address. I will be in touch.
Justin EDWARD
Nitzana Kedem? I always thought sis was making you up. I mean she's been in the paper a few times but not never for nothing like being a movie producer and big Hollywood star what you wrote about.
Mr. Artmam, thank you so much for putting me in contact with ABC Islamic Bank. But for some reason, they refused to talk to me since I found out about them on this blog.
At first they referred me to a Mr. Ilahi, but his secretary wouldn't put my call through. Can you clarify this situation for me?
Thanks ever so.
Nitzana Kedem? You're real? I just assumed you were another made-up character in her made-up life story! My wife can't believe it!
Hey you people. Can somebody get back that money this woman stole from my father in law to pay my sister for that stupid movie script she's been trying to milk like a dried up cow?
I want ever body here to lay off my sister. She just got out of critical surgery and I've been hauling boxes of legal papers to her in the recovery room today so she can post them on the internet while the anestesia wears off. She's having a real bad day and don't need all this crap. We ain't even sure she's going to pull through and I don't know how to scan in all them documents she says she has if she dies on us. She's got a lot of stuff too. Like I just found a whole box of recommendations these big TV producers wrote for her so she can prove everything she says. I got a whole crate of letters from lawyers and other people asking for their money but she don't want me to post that stuff. Maybe I shouldn't of said about that stuff but she's so groggy from the drugs the doctors gave her from surgery that I caint really make out what she's telling me cause she's mumbling so much.
Omer,
Settle down. People are just riled up because she's been up to her usual tricks, and you know how people felt about them back in Michigan. I don't think anyone out there in California is going to like it any better. You remember that time she sneaked into the court picture at Homecoming? It was a riot. She got herself all gussied up in a waitress uniform just so she could get near to where the Queen was sitting, and then leaned into the picture just as they took it. Man, it was funny! It's just one of those things, nothing new son.
Hope she feels better soon!
Angus
Thanks Angus for reminding me how funny sis was. But we're worried as hell abuot her. Last night they had moved her from the recovery room to this really big nice private room full of flowers all kinds of people had sent her. She's real sick and they had her hooked up to all these machines and IV lines. She seemed real groggy so I went down the hall to get myself some coffee. But when I got back SHE WAS GONE. There was just all these drippy IV lines and cables swinging loose and her bed was empty. There was this cop I had seen walking by her room just as I left. He said he was there carrying some papers for a man down the hall but he hand't seen her. He did say he saw someone who looked like my sister run for the stairwell but he don't know where she went. We been out looking for her all night but ain't nobody seen her.
Oh yeh. Something else. Its just awful what you people are doing to my sister and her friends too. Her best friend Mike had to take his little girl to the emergency room yesterday. She's almost at deaths door and he's worried sick about her dying on him but cause you all keep making fun of my sister he's had to drop ever thing with his little girl and help out my sister with you people. If that sweet little girl dies its all going to be y'alls fault. He ought to be staying with her ever minute instead of having to be on that computer helping my sister. I ain't never had no patience with my sister always getting tied up in all those legal problems of hers but I sure would support her if she had to sue you people cause Mike's little girl died cause of you people.
Mr. McConnelly, I am glad I found you here. I have prepared VERY stern Cease and Desist letters to send to all the people on this blog on behalf of your sister.
I took them by the hospital last night, along with my bill, but it seems no one has seen your sister since mid-afternoon. Sadly, they said she was so seriously ill when she left that they doubt she will be found alive.
I don't mean to get ahead of myself, but if I can help the family sort out her affairs should the need arise, please do not hesitate to contact me.
Regards,
Alistair McEquus, Esq.
P.S. The hospital also has a bill for your sister that they left with me. I told them not to worry, as I am sure your sister or her estate will cover it promptly along with all the other bills that will be presented when the time arrives.
Got some maybe good news from Mike a little while ago. His little girl don't have swine flu like they thought but she's still mighty sick with a bad runny nose and some other stuff. They dont' know how she got sick like this unless it was from not dressing warm when he took her outside to take pictures of her. She's the sweetist little girl and really really liked to get her picture done all kind of ways but if she ain't wearing her hose and her toes get cold you never know what might come up. Sis finally sent us this email that says she's doing allright from the surgery but we still cain't find her. The doctor said she didn't take her pills with her that he gave her to keep her calm so he said she might seem kinda crazy to people who run into her for a while. I emailed her back to tell her you were looking for her Mr. McEquus but my email came back as undeliverable. I don't know if my computer is messed up but it happens a lot with sis. I just hope the surgery scars dont mess up sis at work cause of where they are.
I am checking the website your sister is running, Omer, and I want her to stop posting that I am dealing with some kind of family situation or crisis. For the last time, my contact with this woman stopped years ago. There is NOTHING wrong with my family or my situation. I also want her to stop posting the profanity and signing my name to it. I don't talk that way.
Wherever she is, she has access to a computer. She is now posting that you don't exist, Omer, do you have any idea why? I actually met you years ago at the ranch up in Victorville during the photo shoot. I don't know if you remember, it was the one where she lay back spread-eagled on the horse. As my wife says, I should of known then and there that it was time to get off the train. Have you and she had a falling out or something?
Can I ask what kind of surgery she had? Back in the day she was having a lot of plastic surgery done to try and stave off the ravages of time. This isn't anything like that, is it? I have read where liposuction is dangerous, and even though I don't want to have anything to do with your sister, I don't wish her any harm.
And I hate to say it, Mr. McEquus, but good luck. She's dodged entire law firms and their collection agencies, one guy in a suit is going to be a piece of cake.
Justin EDWARD
I was dressed as a policeman.
By the way, Mr. McConnelly, you mentioned all the trouble your sister has had with the law. This caused me to check her out. If you want to do the same you can go to the official website of the California Court system at lasuperiorcourt.org.
For a minimal fee, that site allows you to search court records for plaintiffs and defendants in civil actions in Los Angeles County. You will find your sister's name scores more than a dozen hits, almost always as a defendant, indicating she has been sued numerous times by a wide range of plaintiffs: credit card companies, providers of personal and cosmetic services, etc. She was even sued twice by HER OWN lawyers, which I find rather odd.
She made one attempt to sue someone else, but the court dismissed that case "with prejudice", which means she is barred from refiling the action.
What is remarkable about this record is how many times she lost cases because she failed to appear in court when ordered to do so. There are also a couple of actions that are still open because the court was unable to locate her to receive service on notices.
Based on this, I have decided it is inadvisable for me to continue to represent your sister. Please tell her, if you can find her, that she will have to get someone else to help her with the Cease and Desist letters and with all the legal actions she is planning.
I'm sorry to feel compelled to abandon a woman who has just barely pulled through critical surgery herself and most of whose friends have family members in the throes of various simultaneous medical crises. However, I trust she will understand the need to protect my own reputation by avoiding further professional association with her.
Regards,
Alistair McEquus, Esq.
Oh I'm sorry you can't help my sister Mr. McEquus. But I guess I understand. How much did you say it'll set me back to visit that court site?
Just under five dollars.
Drat. Do they give discounts?
Yes, if you do a large volume of searches. But there is no discount if a single search produces an unusually large volume of hits, as it would in your sister's case. I'm sorry. I could front you for the five dollars if you're that much up against it and are really that curious.
Nah. Just throwin good money after bad with her.
Well, I'm certainly going to do it. This is the damndest thing I have ever seen. This might actually clear up an issue that had been dogging me throughout my career these past twenty-five years. There was apparently a porn star named "Rebecca Jordan" back in the day, and if this chick had used the name, it would explain a lot of the crap I have been receiving since then. I was not the Rebecca Jordan in "Spanked and Caned", Mr. Fallmead, although I have certainly been asked that question before. Nor was I in "Driving Miss Daisy Crazy" or "Titanicock", so don't even ask.
This thing has gotten completely out of hand, although I have to say that my own incovenience doesn't begin to compare to Justin's. He emailed me a load of information last night, and I have forwarded them to the legal branch of my bank. According to our lawyers this kind of internet harassment is difficult to prosecute, but not impossible. Since at least one of our lawyers is a card-carrying member of MENSA, I am in good hands.
Rebecca Jordan
omg omg omg i cant beleive this! she was a porn actor? my parentz would so freak out if they knew about this so i'm not gonna tell them. but my freind take a hike on the ap board says that she thinks this lady is a liar. she goes over to there website just to make her crazy. i wont do that because i think thats mean. i feel sorry for her even though shes mean because she gets sick a LOT and her brother says she doesnt always take her pills like she should. i have an aunt like that, when she lays off her pills she sometimes barks like a dog and its scary. mr omer does your sister evcer bark?
Nitzana Kedem here.
I am in London right now where I was sitting at a sidewalk cafe along the Thames this morning, looking across to the Tower of London. Who should come walking by but one of my old classmates from journalism school.
While I was glad to see her, I cringed at what I knew would be among her first questions -- why had she never seen or heard my name in journalism circles? Sure enough, we had barely exchanged greetings before out popped the question. Naturally I whipped out that story I wrote some years ago on that woman in Los Angeles that was going to be my big break. (I carry the story on me at all times, you see, since I never know when I'll be called upon to explain myself and to prove that it's not my fault if everything I touch gets all messed up. I'm sure you all understand.)
After reading quickly through the story, my friend dropped it on the table, along with her jaw, and stared at me incredulously. "Whatever were you thinking, Nitzi?" she asked. "Can't you see this story is chock full of every silly Hollywood cliche you can imagine? This is more like a cartoon character than a real person. It's almost like you decided to write up an interview with Jessica Rabbit. The only thing remotely novel about it is that hare-brained tale about riding horses across wintry, windswept Russian meadows. And that was just plain weird."
Needless to say, I was crestfallen. Why couldn't my friend see what an alluring vixen this woman was? How she cast a false spell of warm, caring engagement over me? How one could not look at her but believe that YES, she really would be BEAUTIFUL galloping away on her steed into the early Russian sunset? WHY could my friend not see all this?
Instead, she just kept staring at me as if I had taken leave of my senses and never come back.
Well, that's her problem if she can't understand. Like everyone else in the publishing world who won't give me the time of day. I just wish THEY could all meet this woman. Then they would know what I'm talking about AND THAT IT'S NOT MY FAULT.
Mr. Moshein, having been directed to your site through a futile search for an Islamic banker, I began to pay attention to your blog, which I find very interesting.
In particular, I would like to congratulate you on the fine article published in the Austin newspaper on your expertise with fine wines. Perhaps Ms. Kedem can make use of such examples in reestablishing her credentials as a journalist after her unfortunate scrape with that horsewoman which apparently derailed her career? (I have checked and, truly, she was never heard from before or since in journalistic circles.)
It is refreshing to see that people still take an interest in knowing good wines, with so many people today simply swizzling down anything with a cork in it, often while posting on the internet and bragging about their habits of drinking anything at any time of day or night. Alcoholism is, indeed, the only way I can find to explain some of the nonsense one sees in that medium.
What you talking about you uppity old biddy. My sister don't drink much cause the doctor said she can't with all the pills she's on.
I was just speaking generally, you crude man. Not everything is directed at that rather pitiable sister of yours.
Ms. Autumnvale, my last client having bailed without paying her bill, I now have some time available to help you should you seek legal representation. You have clearly been libelled by Mr. Omer, and my entire law firm (which, I'm proud to say, counts several Mensa members among its ranks) can be put at your disposal. In fact, now that Homeland Security and several state agencies have been freed from the duty of coming to the assistance of my former client, they might want in on the action.
Always willing to serve the cause of justice,
Yours,
Alistair McEquus, Esq. (and Mensa member)
Are all these people who blogged on here a manifestation of the voices in your head, Rob? LOL
Rest assured you loathsome, nasty, violent lunatic brain-dead woman (who actually is the last being on the planet to still believe in "Anastasia" surviving)that I have nothing whatsoever to do with even a single one of these postings. I will gladly swear under penalty of perjury I have not put a single one of them up, nor has Bob. Whoever these people are, I DO enjoy their obvious wit and satire...which is why I left them up.
Oh Rob, Mr. Russo wants to come to Austin. Can we look you up when we come visit?
After all the public threats of bodily harm and violence you have made against me, including shooting me, I have no desire to have you within five hundred miles of me, nor the pathetic loser with the bad judgment and ill fortune to have married such a pathetic, mentally diseased waste of oxygen and natural resources such as yourself. Kindly keep to Portland. Should I ever learn you, your husband or anyone related to you are within 1 mile of my residence I will file appropriately with the Austin Police Department and move immediately to obtain a protective restraining order. Does that answer your question?
Oh please do, Rob. Because the police will look at you like the nut case you really are! Thanks for providing so much enjoyment! You're a peach!
oh wow this is what take a hike said would happen. th elady pretends to be other people and writes like them. russophile is th e lady! u did the right thing mr. moshein in telling her u would call the police. take a hike toldme that the lady once tried to have you and your freind killed so if she comes to your town call the police!
Oh, dear.
Michael thanks for calling my sister a lady. Its going to mean a lot to Ma and Pa cause after some body sent them that tape of my sister back when she was acting they said wouldn't no body ever call her a lady again.
Well, that's nice. I'm so very glad everyone is back on civil terms again.
Hey Omer,
Thanks for sending me the link to the website. It's been real interesting to catch up with what she's been doing all these years, and the photos of herself she puts up are certainly easy on the eyes. Takes me back to the good old days of high school even though I guess some of them would have pissed off your folks big time! I guess she has lost her looks by now. Hell, who hasn't? I used to be on the football team myself, and I'm carrying about 340 now. I hate to ask you but do you have any of her videos? A bunch of us get together down at the Grange hall on Saturday nights and we are always looking for a little entertainment if you know what I mean. Be kind of a hoot to see the hometown girl made good!
I'm going to be out in California in June and will make plans to run up to Victorville and see you all.
See Mikey I told u! Look at all the pms she sent me. They are all her! Its amazing!
Mr. Omer have you found your sister yet? I cant beleive she ran away from the hospital because she is scared of Rob wow thats scary but he's not so bad. a bunch of us on the AP fourm have been talking about this and we think he is nice!
It wasn't no Rob guy she run away from. I think it was that cop walking down the hall looking to serve papers on that other man. Sis must of seen him and thought he was looking for her room. Least that's all we can figure out cause we ain't heard from her. But now I got both that lawyer she hired for them cease and resist letters and the hospital trying to give me bills for her so I don't care right now if we ever do find her. I love my sister but sometimes we just get tired of hearing about all her legal trouble even if she says it ain't never her fault. Maybe not but sometimes you just got to wonder when it happens so much.
Hey Omer. I gotta talk quick cause I had to stab some guy to get at the computer during break time. My bitch told me he heard sis had tried to hunt up somebody here to help out with a little problem she was having again. You tell her that she better not had contact nobody here but me if she's got some trouble stirred up again. I don't give a shit how many people here she knows. Most of them just going to take her for a ride. And don't you start laughting. You know damn well what I mean. If she wants to get me a message you just tell her to give Ma a note for when she comes visiting this Sunday. But don't let on to Ma what's going on. You know how this stuff gets her all upset. Gotta go there's some guards coming.
Robby. . .they're coming to take you away! HA! HA! They're coming to take you away! HO! HO!
oh wow she is really crazy. everybody on the AP site talks about this all of the time. when i told people that i was going to try and find out the truth about her they told me not to because they already knew it and they were right in what they said. shes nuts!
Messrs. Omer and Homer:
I have been searching the internet for contact information on your sister and happened upon this blog.
If you make contact with her, would you please tell her that we need to send her a refund of the fee she paid for submitting her film to the Cannes Film Festival. I'm afraid she made the regrettable error of submitting to us rather than to the Canine Film Festival, which seems to be the intended venue for her work. Mistakes do happen.
I know she must be disappointed, as our festival is already underway and her entry obviously will not be screened by us, while she has at the same time missed the deadline for the Canine Festival as well. Perhaps next year.
Be easy,
Sandy Beech
Assistant to Mr. Spielburg
Nitzi! Darling!
Your friend called me with the news that she had seen you in London. You have noidea how worried the family has been for these past few years, ever since you wrote that article and disappeared. Your brother Fritzi and sister Bitsy and I have searched high and low all over Israel and Europe, but to no avail. Your friend described you as on the verge of a breakdown in the London sidewalk cafe along the Thames overlooking the Tower of London. I know it well; try the fish and chips, they're good. She said you were sitting all alone, nursing Merlot and clutching a dilapidated candle you claimed she had given you. Oh, Nitzi, Nitzi, let it go. You can't let this woman wreck your life forever. Write to me, darling. I am sitting by my computer. Thank God for Mr. Moshein and this website. It has reunited the Kedems! God bless you, Mr. Mosehin, and Shalom!
Mitzi Kedem
Mitzi! Tell Bitsy I can find Nitzi. It just so happens I am in London on leave from a gruelling special ops assignment. (I'd love to tell you more, but you know I can't.)
I know the very cafe. And knowing Nitzi, I'll bet I even know the table where she was sitting. If she looks at all like she did the last time I saw her, they'll remember her there. And after her usual few rum and cokes, she more than likely told them where she lived (and God only knows what else).
I've been worried about her for ever so long. It's not only about her journalism career crashing before it even got started. It's that name of hers. There are just so many jokes a girl can hear about being named after a 1948 Israeli war campaign that one can stand. I know Dad was proud of his accomplishments in that war, but to name a poor little girl after it was a bit much. And our little sister has been living with it for too, too long.
I don't know why she doesn't consider a name change. Some people do it over and over.
Anyway, I'm off in search of Nitzi. I'll keep you posted.
Love,
Fritzi
I don't know what this Kedem woman has to complain about. She was granted the rare PRIVILEGE of interviewing one of the great film personalities of our time, and she squandered it. The story she was given was one of illuminating courage, soaring artistic talent, and the savviest of business skills. If the writing turned out to be unadulterated crap, just who was the person at the keyboard? It wasn't the sublime artist whom she interviewed now, was it? It was MS. KEDEM herself.
And Anastasia did too survive, you brain dead creeps.
Mitzi, tell Bitsy the news about Nitzi is not good. I went to that restaurant and, sure enough, they knew her and where she lived. It was in a walkup in a rundown section out in Hammersmith -- not at all like the digs the sister we knew would have once wanted.
She was not home, but the landlord let me in when I told him I was family and gave him some money. He said he thought it was high time somebody checked on her.
You would not believe her flat. All run down, with black walls and this rank odor of burnt incense hanging over everything. But the really spooky thing was this sort of shrine she had set up over the bathtub.
The whole wall was plastered with these photographs of some woman mostly in various states of undress. There were all these pictures of her on horses, sprawled face up, face down, and every other which way with no shirt or bra on. Sometimes her pants were unzipped too. Then there were a couple of pictures of her bending backwards stark naked over an outcropping of rocks. But the weirdest thing was this same chick in some evening dress that looked like it came out of the prop room of some bad teen prom movie. She was on her knees holding a candle in front of some kind of stone font and staring beatifically into the distance like she thought she was the freaking Virgin Mary. It looked like some kind of set for a C-movie fright night flick.
And, to top it all off, there was this big pentagram drawn in lipstick on Nitzi's toilet lid. What was that all about? I didn't think Nitzi wore lipstick.
I left Nitzi a note asking her to call us and telling her where I was staying in London. But honestly, I don't know that we're going to hear from her. I think she's gone off the deep end.
Love,
Fritzi
My bank's legal people have been going through the evidence that Justin supplied me, as well as a substantial dossier compiled by a Chicago-based agency that investigated this situation some time ago. I have been informed that my case is dicey at best, since it is by no means certain that her adoption of my name was aimed at me as an individual. There is a long list of aliases and identities assumed by this woman during the course of her "career", and while the coincidence has caused me some embarrassment, it is probably not intended to do so.
However, the lawyers did inform me that several others connected to this ongoing case do indeed have cause for legal action. Justin, for example, who tenably claims that he lost the family pineapple ranch as the result of his association with her. The Chicago dossier was particularly fascinating, detailing as it did a host of swindles, misrepresentations and actions that have resulted in several unsettled lawsuits. The detail accumulated by the investigation was exhaustive.
If her brothers are to be believed, this woman is once again on the run. This is a pattern throughout her "career", as each assumed identity crumbles. I have been in touch with Justin to offer him the assessment and information I have.
Ms. Kedem, if by some chance you are reading this, I do hope you will contact your family. It is time to try and get on with your life.
With all best wishes,
Rebecca Jordan
Oh, Fritzi!
Will this dark cloud over the Kedems never lift? We always knew that Nitzi was ditsy, a sucker for every con artist she ever met, but now I fear for her soul! Pentagrams! What can this mean? Goyische witchcraft?!? Do you think she was pushed into this direction by that candle the woman gave her? I have read that this is a common gift presented by servants of the Dark Lord!
The pictures, on the other hand, just sound vulgar, like that trashy website Cousin Moishe was addicted to --- what was it called? Hose and Feet? Something like that.
Oy. The pain in my heart you wouldn't believe, Fritzi. Bitsy is flying to London tomorrow hoping to link up. I pray you find her. For years the only memento of our darling bubbele has been the rusting old Jaguar out behind the kibbutz. We should have know something like this would happen. The car is covered in icons and empty bags of pork rinds and Cheetohs. What kind of fiend would treat a darling like Nitzi in this manner?
And honest to G-d, what is with the horses?
Call me, darling.
Your beloved,
Mitzi
Oh darling, I almost forgot. Cousin Masada Kedem and Cousin Seven Day War Kedem asked me to contact them the minute we learn more about Nitzi.
I have to go take a Bromo. The pain. The pain.
Shalom!
Mitzi
I think this is getting a little over the top. I don't see one thing wrong with naming people after battles that commemorate what a family is all about.
My husband is always telling his family that I am his Waterloo. I don't know why they snigger and roll their eyes like it's some inside joke. I think it's the sweetest thing.
Franny
Mitzi, I know Nitzi was ditsy but tell Bitsy to hurry. This is something else entirely. We are going to have to do an intervention when we find Nitzi. I have some contacts who have put me in touch with someone who can deprogram people who've gotten involved in cults, and he tells me this mess with Nitzi and that nude horsewoman has all the markings. It's going to be an itsy-bitsy expensive, but Nitzi is worth it, Mitzi.
And why did you have to bring up that website Cousin Moishe used to drool over? (It was "Hose and Toes" by the way.) It wasn't just Moishe, you know. Counins Schlomo and Abimelech got pulled in and tried to set up one of their own just like it. The menfolk in the family haven't told you women, but that's why Schlomo and Abimelech haven't been around for a while. Their sentences run a couple more years. And then there'll be all that nasty little business about registration and finding someplace to live.
Love,
Fritzi
Omer! Homer!
First off, it cracks my shit up that L'il Bit has been causing all this here ruckus. I guess Big Daddy was right on the old money when he said she would be a handful all her born days.
Well, guess what? She's here bach at the old place. I can't believe she made it, she had to hitchike near on to 700 miles. In a sheet, no less, on account of her hospital gown flapped open in the back. I wouldn't have thought that would have bothered L'il Bit none, but it did. Anyhows, she's hiding out in the barn. I took the horses out and moved them to the south 40 just to be on the safe side. You know how she is.
So you can relax, Omer, L'il Bit can stay here for a few days. Homer, you keep your pecker up, son. And don't be shanking nobody else. We're counting on you to get out by the end of the summer to help with the harvest. Big Mama ain't getting any younger, and after a day bent over picking taters, her back is plumb wore OUT. And you know that L'il Bit ain't never been no good at pickin, so we ain't looking for help in that direction. I reckon that once she gets back on her feet she's going back to hobnobbin' with Putin and such.
Regards from your big bro, and Homer, mind what I say about shanking people.
Gomer
Omer, Homer, and Gomer! I haven't seen you boys together in a coon's age.
And Homer, I always was afraid about you hanging around with that Newson character your sister liked so much on those cute little photo shoots of his (if you know what I mean). Is that why you have to, er, "steal" some computer time these days? When you getting out?
I was googling people named for famous battles and came across this blog. You Kedem people are one cool family. If Fritzi and Bitsy find Nitzi, I hope they'll help her understand that not everyone can be named for a major battle. There just aren't enough names to go around. Some people just have to make do with minor battles on their birth cerfiticates. It's still a big honor though. Especially when your daddy was in that battle like hers was.
I guess that doesn't apply to her brother Masada though. I wonder how he feels about being named for a suicide pact. Seems to me he's the one who ought to be drawing stuff with lipstick on toilet lids.
The whole eponymous battle community is buzzing today about finding this blog. We didn't know anybody was named after Israeli battles. How wild.
I was telling my friend Gail Lipoli about it and she agreed that not since we met Marne Somme have we found a name as friggin' cookin' as all the Kedems.
And Masada, don't you pay any attention to Val. It's perfectly respectable to be named after a suicide pact made by people who were under seige. That's as good as any battle I know of. (Val gets kinda tight assed about these things.)
Bye for now,
Pearl
I am sorry to report that Justin has encountered personal difficulties as the result of "her" activities on the other blog and his own participation upon this one. Yesterday afternoon the Hawaiian Tourist Bureau removed his wife from her position as a hula dancer/greeter at Honolulu's airport. She was ordered to turn in her leis and grass pom-poms as "your current involvement with efforts to defraud the Russian government have made your continued employment as a representative of the Spirit of the Islands impossible." Despite her protestations, she was terminated.
Justin reports that she has locked herself inside their apartment's bathroom, and is resisting all of his attempts to coax her out. I am sure that eventually he will prevail, but in the meantime, please keep him and his family in your prayers.
Meanwhile, my bank's legal branch has forwarded the contents of the Chicago Dossier to our local FBI office.
Rebecca Jordan
Wow, have we gotten some publicity for our organization -- Registry of Battles (ROB) -- from this blog. In fact, we've been inundated with requests to join since just yesterday.
I assure everyone we will look at all requests to join as favorably as possible. However, I regret to say that sometimes we have to say no.
For example, we had a request last evening from a Miss Brandy Station to join. Although clearly referring to the Civil War Battle of Brandy Station, we found her name too evocative of a certain entertaianment profession and unfortunately had to deny her request to join ROB.
But please don't let that discourage other applicants.
Respectfully,
Val E. Forge
Val, I think you were too hasty in rejecting Miss Station's application. If she joined, we could put her on the Entertainment Committee for this summer's convention at the Palmdale Motor Court. A woman's touch would be nice.
Think about it,
Stirling
Damn it, Stirling. How many times do I have to tell you? We are NOT going to have pole and lap dancing at the convention, no matter what local talent is available.
You Scotsmen are so damned stubborn sometimes. Once you get something into your head, there's just no shaking any sense into you, is there?
Hey guys, I didn't mean to start a fight by trying to join ROB. But if you really are looking for some good entertainment, this other girl and me could help out. Her name is Rebecca Jordan and we used to room together with this real old man in LA. She's about an hour away from Palmdale these days but she can probably get to you without much trouble as long as she can find a car. If you can't use us at your convention we could do some private work while your in town you know.
it is so weird at that other site. take a hike wentover there and posted like they were all buddy-buddy and then the lady was all like "they are sockpuppets posting as YOU take a hike over her on this forum and my head hurts thinkiung about it because they say that they are justin to but i know they arent because justin from here has emailed me. take a hike how do you fool themlike that?
I want to categorically state that I am not the Rebecca Jordan who maintained a porn career twenty-five years ago, and that I do not know Ms. Station. I might also add that someone who has pursued what might euphemistically be called a "service industry" career is not likely to be an appetizing offering twenty-five years into it. I have no idea what Ms. Station looks like now, but there are very few 46 year-old pole dancers out there, and the odds are strong that a lap dance from her derriere would only crush your lap.
That being said, I request that you step up the prayers for Justin Edward. Apparently his wife climbed out of the apartment bathroom window and was picked up by the Kamehameha (sp?) memorial, pressing up against it naked with one leg arched behind her back. The police have her in protective custody. As you can imagine, Justin is quite distraught.
The legal department of my bank has been in touch with two of the law firms that represented HER (I would say THEM, but it is patently obvious that there is no THEM, just a HER), as well as the Russian legal authorities connected with the Alexander palace and the Village of Pushkin. The Russians claim simply to have never heard of HER (by the way, Mr. Moshein, they send warm greetings and a tip of the hot samovar to you), but HER former legal firms were most interested in HER current whereabouts. As one of the lawyers put it, "we want to sue the saddle right out from under her."
Homer, Gomer or Omer: if you are aware of HER current location since the hospital escape, I think it is incumbent upon you to hand it over to the proper authorities. The FBI has requested that Homer be placed in solitary confinement, since past history indicates that SHE is capable of suborning a prisoner to try and kill him behind bars to prevent his disclosure of harmful information. They will be sending two field agents to the horse ranch in Victorville within a day or two to query HER brother Omer, in hopes that he will lead them to the family homestead in whose barn SHE currently resides.
I have no dog in this fight, so to speak, other than my name having been used as an alias by HER. On the other hand, it has been very interesting to peruse the Chicago Dossier. We provided Xerox copies to the FBI, and their bureau chief told me today that he has never seen anything like this case: unpaid bills, connections to both hard and soft-core pornography, horse ranching, Arab banks, interstate flight, bad checks, probation violations and perhaps worst of all, driving without a license. This seemed to particularly incense the Federal Bureau of Investigations, although for my money the whole kidnaping thing strikes me as being a little worse. But they take into account the fact that she also lacked auto insurance, which makes it even worse in their eyes. It's the federal government, so who knows why? I mean, at this point they are supposedly involved in a five year-old case from what must have been small claims court. THEY seem to treat this with the solemnity normally accorded to the Dreyfus Trial.
I might add that I am sorry to use the capital letters, Michael, but in difficult times one must simply grit one's teeth and bear it. Out of Owen's Mouth and into the fire, so to speak.
Best regards to all, except Brandy Station,
Rebecca Jordan --- there is only one Rebecca Jordan!
Look Jordan, you always were a conniving manipulative b*tch even back when I roomed with you and that old man. Your just trying to make believe your not you because I wouldn't let you in on a piece of that movie I'm making about Marie Antoinette and her cook called A Matter of Hors D'Ouvres.
Bite me.
Gomer I been trying to raise you on the cell phone but I don't think I'm getting no signal out here. Would you go look in on Ma? Homer said she came to visit him and she was spitting nails she was so mad, just cussing her head off like she gets when she is about to have one of her fits. Seems she got herself all worked up again about them people she tried to sue in California and then tried to sue in Texas and got her case throwed out by the judge both times. She just cain't get it out of her head. And course it didn't help none when they sued her and won. Anyway, she's going off about it again and lord knows her language can bring down the roof when shes on one of her tares. Get to her if you can and see if you can get her to see things clear.
Wow Rob, so many split personalities, so little time. . . .
Ma's okay. She just threw sis a bag of Cheetohs and it settled her right down. I know it scares you when she's like this, Omer, but let's face it, Big Mama has been dealingit for a long time and she knows what to do when L'il Bit goes nuts. That is some kinda mouth on her I gotta say.
Look Miss Station Rebecca Jordan warn't my sister back in the day. L'il Bit was pretty enough for all normal purposes, but she had a jaw line that makes Jay Leno look shortchanged. Nice ass, fair tits. Theres a lot MORE ass now, 'course, and the tits have headed a bit south. That guy Mike who used to take her picture had to do a lot of photoshopping. A LOT. What I'm trying to say is that L'il Bit wouldnt have been nobodys dream date for lap dancing.
And Russophile I dont know who you are or what your talking about. i seen you on the other website talking like you know my sister but you dont. She's a good girl is L'il Bit, at least until she fell in with some of the folks she met out in Hollywood. If your her freind then you know itmade her crazy when things didn't work out like she hoped. Thats what made her do the dumbass things she did like marrying that dirty old man and running off with his kids to try and get money from him and pretending she knows high class folks over in Russia. And dont get me started on that nutty movie scam. Okay, we pull shit, but thaty scam was too big for the likes of us. I told her andf told her it was gonna come down on her head and it did. and look where its left her,shes out in her mama's barn stuffin cheetohs into her mouth and yelling about shit that none of us understand. if your her freind then you ought to help her do right.
For the last time, Miss Station, you don't know me and I don't know you. As I understand it, girls in your line of business work under a variety of false names, such as Rachel Abramou and Jordan Taylor. It is par for the course. I accept that, but I insist that while my name may have been co-opted by this woman, I am not she, nor did I work with you back in the day. I have no interest in Marie Antoinette, although after what I have read it doesn't surprise me in the least that people do. If you did indeed have a screenplay called A Matter of Hors d'Ouevres, I suggest you rent the Coppola Marie Antoinette that came out a couple of years ago. You might have grounds for a plagiarism lawsuit. People are constantly eating in that movie, especially luscious little treats that might be labeled hors d'ouvres.
Lordy Lord Lord. L'il Bit got loose and went for the computer again. We know it wuz her because there are orange crumbs all over the damn keyboard. Now shes posting as someone named "Mike" with all that "they" and "them" shit.
Dear Gomer,
I don't think we have ever met. I am a former business associate of your sister's. We worked together in Los Angeles on the film "project" several years ago. I'd like to think that her intentions were good at the start, but the compelling evidence forwarded to me by Rebecca Jordan about what was actually transpiring during that time (the bad checks, the stiffing of numerous vendors for services rendered, the complete fabrication of office buildings and public relations pieces, all of the sorry facts so easily assembled by the detectives who worked on the case) has simply affirmed my decision to separate myself from your sister. I had thought that it would be enough to put the Pacific Ocean between us. But it is not, and like the Godfather, I can only say "just when you think you're out, they pull you back in." Rebecca just called me here in Hawaii to check on my wife, and told me that she is once again pretending to be me on her inane website. She's actually been doing this for some time on a variety of different sites. I let it go for a long time because it truly didn't seem to be having an impact upon the life I have tried to build since the loss of the pineapple ranch, but I should have known better.
As I told Ms. Jordan, I am deeply embarrassed by the language she uses when she pretends to be me. Several years ago I converted to Russian Orthodoxy, and since then I have tried to keep an upright walk with the Lord. When she pretends to be me, your sister curses like a field hand and makes derogatory remarks about God, faith and the Imperial Family. She has made it seem as though I hated the last Tsarina. Nothing could be further from the truth. As I told Ms. Jordan, I kept an icon of the Imperial Family attached to the dashboard of my Gremlin until it was repossessed a few years ago.
I made my peace with Rob Moshein years ago when I sent him a heartfelt letter of apology. I'd like to publicly apologize right now for all of the grief that she has caused you. Please know that I have suffered ten times over for the mistakes of my youth. Right now I have a wife who can't hear the word "Romanov" without losing it and locking herself in the bathroom. As Ms. Jordan told you, she had a bad attack yesterday and had to be taken into custody for overnight. Thank God she is out now, and even though she is back in the bathroom, I have padlocked the window so she can't get back on the streets.
Gomer, if you have any influence with your sister at all, please try and convince her to stop using my name in all of this nonsense? I would be eternally grateful.
Aloha,
Justin EDWARD
Messrs. Gomer and Omer,
I truly understand how upset your mother can get about all this. I thought I would do a little pro bono work, because I find this case so compelling but get the impression your mother cannot afford a good lawyer to help her daughter. So I checked the Los Angeles County Court records myself to see if those thirteen cases filed against her daughter might indicate some pattern of harassing her daughter.
Unfortunately, I could find no such pattern. She has been sued so many times, by so many different people, for so many different things, and lost so many of the cases that there is really no way for me to help her. The only pattern I can discern that would cause so many people who neither know nor have anything to do with each other to sue the same woman is a pattern that arises from the woman's behavior, not from that of those suing her.
And, frankly, I am very uneasy about a client who has been sued twice by her own lawyers.
I ran this case by a couple of legal associates, but they, too, were at a loss how to help someone who has such a record.
Maybe your mother's doctor could give her something to help with her nerves. This matter really is beyond the reach of legal assistance, based on the facts known to me.
Regards,
Hedley Artmam, III
I just want to offer support to Justin. He is indeed a real person, and he is telling the truth. I have spoken with him on the phone several times during the past two days, and found him to be a complete gentleman. There is simply no connection between him and "her" anymore. He has both emailed me and telephoned me, as I said, so I know he is both real and remorseful. I think the nastiest thing "she" is doing on her atrocious website is presenting this sweet young man as such a foul-mouth, childish know-nothing.
The FBI agents have been to Victorville, but they had little luck with her brother Omer. They describe the family as almost tribal in their loyalty to each other and Omer steadfastly refused to disclose his sister's location. As I said, I have no dog in this fight, but one of the agents has been kind enough to keep in touch with our chief legal counsel. Due to "her" ties to Arab banks and some fairly questionable transactions, my own bank has expressed concern about this situation. The FBI did seize an enormous cache of old-fashioned VHS tapes, however, and I will leave you to guess as to their nature. They were also quite interested to discover an out building that contained seven separate computers, each keyed to a different owner. Most of the "names" were familiar to longtime readers of her website. As the agent told me, some of the names were hilarious. "Kyle Nelson". "Brad Sommerfield". It's like some kind of WASP conspiracy over there.
More as I learn details.
Rebecca Jordan --- there is only one Rebecca!
see when i asked the question abou why she isnt suing rob over there i thought she could answer in like two lines. but she cant she just keeps saying stukk like she is going to and all that but she never does because probably she knows that there is nothing to sue about. i mean a couple of years ago my mom and dad bought one of those lawn mowers that you ride and it disnt work. so they tried to take it back and when the company wouldnt they sued and in like ten minutes they got a check. i think the poor lady is just so upset cause she lost that she doesnt know what to do. i wish she would eat cheetos cause her skin will break out.
oops i mean to say i wish she would NOT eat cheetos. sorry! dont eat cheetos cause your skin will break out! for real!
Lord, that girl always did have a temper and a mouth on her. Now she's thinking nobody knows anything about her unless they found out about it from that Moshein fellow?
What turnip truck does she think we fell off of? I've had more calls than I can count about her from people and credit card companies, and I know of e-mails from people she ripped off who found her name on the internet and contacted them with their stories about her.
I even heard this one guy put a private detective on her and he came up with a bunch of other people's social security numbers she used.
Hoo boy. I guess once you've been an "actress" you just can't quit playing the same cheesy script over and over. I guess you can always hope there'll be some dimwit sucker who'll buy it.
Fritzi, Mitzi, and Bitsy. It's Nitzi.
I got your voicemail, Fritzi, but I'm not going to call you because you might try to trace my call. I appreciate how much you're all trying to find me. Really I do. And Bitsy, I'm sorry you had to fly all the way over here. And Fritzi, I'm sorry you had to waste so much of your leave looking for me. I worry you won't be rested enough when you return to your secret assignment in the Mideast and may get yourself hurt. Stay sharp, my brother, stay sharp.
But I've left London and am off doing some research up country. I'm going to put this whole obsession behind me and mount a big comeback in journalism. Yes, you're going to get the old Nitzi back!
I can't tell you everything just now, but I can tell you that this big story I'm working on is going to take me in a whole new direction professionally. It's about a man who runs a stable where middle-aged women can use the horses to relive their pubescent fantasies. It's called Godiva Stables, and he breeds the biggest, most muscular horses in England. You've never seen such haunches. Such thick necks. Such flicking tongues. Such, uh, er, where was I?
Their eyesight and sense of smell aren't up to snuff, but finally he realized that was an advantage. I really think this story is going to get my career back on track and get me the recognition I deserve. Don't you?
Love,
Your Nitzi
91 comments. Wow, only 91?
C'mon you guys. Step it up. Some websites have hundreds and hundreds of posts that go on page after page after page. (Who cares if they're almost all by one person? Repitition. Cussing. Lying. Throwing fits. Feigned innocence. That's how the truth comes out.)
You f--king slackers. Don't you know hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Or like one who loses every lawsuit she gets into.
Kindest regards,
Loftus
Nitzi. Darling.
PLEASE let us know where you are. We love you so much, and you're not well yet. Really, you think you are but you're not.
Please, come out of hiding, dearest. We have this really nice tin of saddle soap for you. You'll love it. Just let us know where you are and it's all yours.
Your loving brother,
Fritzi
Fritzi,
Do you think it wise to give her saddle soap? Won't it just feed the thing with the horses?
Eliahu called. He's driving over from Haifa to see about having the car moved I said to him, so what's the big deal after all this time, Mr. Fantzy-Schmantzy with the shiksa wife, that you should pick it up NOW. After all, if you hadn't introduced Nitzi to you-know-who, she would never have written that verstunkene article in the first place. And listen! Eliahu claims that the shiksa taped a letter from that goy priest she defrauded ---what was his name? Bitsy will remember, she always had a head for names -- to the inside of the right front hubcap. Eliahu says --- get this --- that there is a letter from Putin in there! That it authorized the shiksa to carry secret papers out of Russia from some "energy conference" that she was going to attend. Energy conference! Hoo boy! Anyway, Eliahu says that the shiksa called him last night. It was kind of hard to understand her, Eliahu said, she was crunching through the whole call, but she says she wants that envelope because she can use it to get Putin arrested in Russia. She has a crush on that Dmitri guy who took over as Putin's stooge last year or so --- Eliahu called him a sock puppet, have you ever heard of such a thing? What does that mean? Anyway, the shiksa has decided that Dmitri will make her the empress of Russia if she can only pull this off. Not for nothing, Eliahu, I said, I can only hope that the next one you get isn't such a meshugganeh.
Darling, call me. I'm living by the phone.
Your loving sister,
Mitzi
Mitzi, don't tell Nitzi or Bitsy, but I heard from Eliahu. He got over to Haifa to check out that car, and he got to me about it through government channels. The last owner of that car is someone with such high government and Church connections in Russia and elsewhere that the diplomatic implications of this matter could be significant.
There are a few things I can tell you though that don't seem to bear on issues of high diplomacy. But they seemed strange. The car was first bought by a retired dentist in Santa Barbara. Next it was owned by a dental hygienist in Del Ray. Eliahu had no idea why a person of such elevated government connections would have owned a third-hand Jaguar.
There were some other odd things, too. He found this old white formal dress in the trunk that had a red tag in it that no one could figure out. It read "Warner Bros Costuming / Rejected / Not Authentic / Dispose of Immediately".
He also found a box of what looked like test copies of some invitations and guest passes. There were a lot of different versions of each item that looked like somebody was experimenting with different types of fonts and sizes and colors. The weird thing was that some of these things were supposedly for events in Russia but they were all printed in English.
Another odd thing was the fingerprints they pulled off the car. One set came back to a middle-aged woman (he either wouldn't or couldn't give me her name), and all the others sets traced back to more than a half dozen men of rather advanced ages. And for some reason, a lot of those prints were on the front edge of the back seat down near the floorboard.
There were quite a few other things, too. But I can't tell you about them because they have been classified by the Mossad.
Love,
Fritzi
Fritzi,
Eliahu showed up in the middle of the night. It took him forever to crank up the engine, as it was just COATED with some kind of phosphorescent orange dust that he said actually was the residue of some kind of snack food, can you imagine? The shiksa apparently couldn't get enough of it, along with pork rinds! Pork rinds! On the kibbutz! I said, Eliahu, what gives? Why don't you just throw a shrimp cocktail in my face?
After he and the Mossad took the car away, another bunch of no-goodniks showed up looking for it! They were lead by an Orthodox priest, very sinister looking, and they called themselves "Team Baboo" or some such thing. They threw me up against the side of the house, muttering the whole time that they were doing this for Eliahu's shiksa ex-wife! But before they could do anything else, ANOTHER team of secret agents came. They were from Bahrain! They called themselves Team Usman! It was like some kind of crazy Olympics with me as the soccer ball!
The Orthodox priest was a messy guy with a beard, he kept yelling "where did she hide the money?" and something about Alexander's Palace having holes in the roof the size of her tuchis. The Bahraini guys were screaming about her selling weird photos on the internet, horses and girls, I swear to G-d, Fritzi, when this is over I never want to see anything with four legs again. Oy gewalt.
I thought that there was going to be a gunfight, but it all worked out. At one point the priest and the Team Usman guy stopped yelling at each other and worked it out. Get this, Fritzi! When they compared notes, they agreed that they had BOTH been swindled by her. Hoo boy! The Arabs did that little chirpy thing that they do when they get excited, you know what I mean, then they fired a lot of guns in the air, yelling about having a jihad with some place called Palm Dale. By the time the kibbutz security forces got to the place, they were all gone!
And what do you mean you can't tell your own sister what is going on, Mr. Big Shot Secret Agent Man?
When I see that Eliahu I am going to give him such a hit!
Love,
Mitzi
"I am angry Mike and you know that my friend our friend was raped because of these assholes she was beaten became pregnant because of that rape and someone murdered her animals all because they believed the words written on that fucking web blog"
Dear everyone,
I apologize for quoting this truly disgusting language that she is attributing to me by posting under my name. However, this is demonstrably false, as she is years past the possibility of conception. It seems that there is nothing too low for he to throw at people these days. I had hoped that it would be enough to simply ignore her, but I have decided to contact a lawyer here in Honolulu recommended by Ms. Jordan and start taking steps to halt her illicit use of my name.
Furthermore, she has different identities claiming to be visitors to this blog. I am assured that there have been many hits on this blog during the past 72 hours, and all of them came from a town called Canoga Park. This is probably where she is hiding. If the FBI is looking for her, they should be on the watch for a herd of terrified horses, nervous at the idea that she is going to lay across their backs.
Ms. Jordan also forwarded me the Chicago Dossier in exchange for the information that I have given her. It was a shocking read. I can only say that she is lying when she says that her lawsuit was dismissed without prejudice, but it would probably sound better coming from a lawyer who can explain it. I understand that Ms. Jordan has forwarded the Dossier to Mr. McEquus, so perhaps he can enlighten us as to what really happened.
This has happened before. She lost it at the height of the action against Moshein and Atchison and stopped taking her meds. Sure enough, it sent her to the hospital. I know that this is beyond her control, and because of that I harbor no ill-will toward this woman. But I am also responsible to my poor wife, who is now refusing food. I made the mistake of making her a salad with Roma tomatoes yesterday, and she misheard the ingredient. As I type this I can hear her whimpering in the bathroom.
Justin EDWARD
OMG, justin, she actually put up a picture of herself laying on a horses back it is so sad because you can see the horses knees bending! she posted as me too and i know it wasn't me because i don't live in canoga park! wow!
Yeah Hike thats her. And shes back in Canoga--- lets just say shes backout west. As of Friday Big Mama done got tired of listenin to her shit and cut her loose. The damn feds came on saturday so it was probly a good idea she did. Omer she's gonna head back your way eventualley, bro, so you mind your horses. Also I heard from that eli guy she married he wants to know where the hell she is now on account of there is some kind of A-rab uprising schedlued to demand some kind of dirty pictures they say she owes them. and on Sunday there was some beared guy in a long black robe skulking arounde the entrance to the homeplace asking for "Alexandra". Big Mama done chased him off with a skillet. But later we seen him going thru the trash and he found about thrity empty bags of pork rinds and cheetohs, so he knows her ass was here.
One weird thing? before she left she gave Big Mama a candle. What the hell?
But like I said, Omer, mind your horses. Some of those foals couldnt survive if sahe decided to lay on 'em.
Darling Mitzi,
Just a quick note, Fritzi and I are flying to the States. Nitzi left the UK over the weekend and is now somewhere in California at a place called Canoga something. We will rent a car and drive up as soon as we get in.
Oy. I read about your problems at the kibbutz. But at least you got rid of that rusted piece of junk behind the house. I was sorry to hear that they threatened the animals before they left. What kind of lowlife scum would throw a woman against a wall and threaten to kill her animals? I mean, you hear about things like in the States all of the time, but let's face it, I always think most of that is made up too.
Ok, darling, we're off to Heathrow and Canoga Park.
Shalom!
Bitsy
That was fast! She has changed the entry she posted under my name to take out the stuff about rape and pregnancy, thank God. And once again, sorry about her foul mouth. I want to ask her brothers, is this the way she was raised? She used to give me and Mike a long song and dance about how religious she was even back in the mountains of West Virginia, and it is shocking to me that she expresses herself in this way. I do remember once when she was talking about throwing boiling water on her ex-husband M----- D-----, she used profanity, but I had always assumed it was a one-shot deal. Of course when the first bills from her law firms came in, it was "f--- this!" and "f--- them!" all over the place, but that was just because she had no money to pay them. I'll never forget the look on her lawyer's face, the one whose e-mail she keeps posting on her website, when he came out to what he thought were her "corporate headquarters" and discovered it was just a mail drop service. To say nothing of when he found out that she was using it for other things as well. And all she would say was that it was art, mam.
Justin EDWARD
My God, I never thought I would say this, but you and Ms. Jordan have convinced me that I have been totally wrong about her. Thank you for sending me the Dossier, Ms. Jordan. It really opened my eyes. I can only say that I have a lot more sympathy with all of the people she suckered during her "career". If you see my name on her website again, Rob, it isn't me.
But you're still wrong about Anastasia, Rob! Ha ha!
Wow, Rob, that's simply AMAZING that you can post under my name. My next posting will be that I need to go consult my lawyer to see about the legal ramifications.
So Russophile is your legal name, is it? Or is it that you have copyrighted your internet handle? That's interesting. I sure hope your real name is Russophile since I don't find many other people whose name ends in "phile" like mine. It gets lonely sometimes.
I do admire you. A stalwart believer that Anna Anderson and all the silliness around her claims proved she was Anastasia, you have now moved on to back yet another winning cause. So few people have the knack and the brains for always discerning the truth of things.
Boy I sure wish sis would quit all this talk about being raped cause of that Moshein guy. She done it twice now on that new website of hers and then took it down maybe hoping nobody saw it. But now it looks like people did see it and even copy it. I just hope they don't tell that Moshein guy cause it's gonna make a whole lot of trouble for her when she files that new lawsuit against him.
She been talking about getting raped and getting pistol whipped and having babies by men who forced themselves on her since for ever it seems like. It damned near makes you think its some kind of fantasy with her, but I hope not. Sis don't seem all that fetish like when you see her in real life. Well excepting when she gets near the horses.
Mr. Omer, although I still have not received payment for the bill I left for your sister at the hospital, I assure you I still have her best interests at heart. Even though I have regretfully joined the ranks of attorneys who ceased midstream to represent her, I trust I will not have to join the ranks of her attorneys who have sued her.
I do hope you can get a message to her. She posted on a website that she sued one Mr. Atchison in 2002 but then decided to drop the case without prejudice, which she points out means she can re-open the action at any time.
Unfortunately, the information on lasuperiorcourt.org gives the lie to her claim. According to official court records, the judge dismissed the case WITH PREJUDICE (the capitalization is actually in the court record and rather hard to miss). That means, of course, the action cannot be re-instituted.
I noted also that your sister applied for a Temporary Restraining Order against Mr. Atchison. That, too, was denied by the judge.
Perhaps your sister is simply plagued by faulty memory. That is certainly possible, as 2002 was a particularly busy year for her litigation-wise. The court website, in fact, shows five separate litigations in which your sister was embroiled in that one jurisdiction in that one year. Anyone could get confused under such an extraordinary load of litigation.
I certainly hope such misrepresentation of facts does not arise deliberately, as it would certainly compromise her ability to pursue other legal actions she is planning.
On another note, I saw that your sister has twice claimed to have been raped at the behest of Messrs. Atchison and Moshein and now claims to have conceived a child as a result. Your sister is a remarkable woman. Just a few months ago she was doting on the internet about this wonderful, fulfilling additon to her life with nary a mention of the rape. Very few women would post so rapturously about a child forced on them by an act of such horrific violence by two such villains.
I just don't know how your sister does it all -- getting back on her feet after a vicious rape, raising a child while jetting between movie locations, maintaining her voice in international politics and high church affairs. Her talent, dedication, endurance, and forebearance simply beggar description but certainly demand rapt admiration.
Regards,
Alistair McEquus, Esq.
WHAT THE F*CK!!! My little nephew Domer ain't the son of that big Russian oil man whos financing her movie like my sister told us all? She said she got knocked up on some movie while she was trying on all them different crowns and changing evening gowns. She told us the guy just got all turned on by how pretty she was that he just jumped her bones right there in her trailer. She giggled the whole time she was telling us this story and it sure didnot sound like no rape to us.
Mr. Omer, I honestly did not intend to distress you with my attempts to help your sister. I hope I did not let any cats out of the bag about little Domer's lineage, but since your sister was posting information about his birth on the internet, I simply assumed the family must have known the situation. Again I want to express my admiration for the loving acceptance your sister is giving the little tyke despite the knowledge he was conceived by such a brutal act.
I fear I distressed your sister, too, on another count. It's now clear that she truly believes the suit against Mr. Atchison played out the way she claims and that her misrepresentation of it is an honest mistake.
Perhaps if you could lend her $4.75, she could go onto the Los Angeles County government website herself to jog her memory. If you are short the funds, here is the actual text from the government website entries in the matter of the suit your sister filed against Bob Atchison. I am using the exact punctuation and capitalization used on the government website:
"4/01/2003 Request for Dismassal (ENTIRE ACTION - WITH PREJUDICE) Filed by Plaintiff & Plaintiff In Pro Per."
Mr. Omer, I would note that your sister was the plaintiff, so it appears your sister actually requested the dismissal of her action, and with prejudice, despite what she now claims.
Also the same government website clearly indicates your sister requested a Temporary Restraining Order, despite her now saying she did not:
"01/17/2003 Declaration (IN SUPPORT OF EX PARTE APPLICATION FOR A TEMPORARY RESTRAINING ORDER AGAINST DEFENDANTS FROM MAKING ANY ORAL OR WRITTEN STATEMENTS ABOUT PLAINTIFF AND/OR PLAINTIFF'S COMPANY ENIGMA FILMS) Filed by Plaintiff & Plaintiff In Pro Per"
Then, it goes on:
"1/17/2003 at 9:00 am in Department WEG, Paul G. Flynn, Presiding Ex-Parte Application (for TRO) - MOTION DENIED."
So you see, Mr. Omer. There are only two possibilities here. Either you sister is wrong in insisting the case against Mr. Atchison was dismissed without prejudice and that no Temporary Restraining Order was requested by her and denied by the judge -- or the Los Angeles County website is falsely reporting what happened in that action.
I think most reasonable people would accept the evidence of an official government website over your sister's claims on some blog she created. But then, again, some people are unfathomably gullible. And therein lies your sister's hope and repose.
Most respectfully,
Alistair McEquus
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Dear Winophile,
Yeah, smartass, Russophile is my legal name. It was given me by my loving parents, Anglophile and Sinophile Smith. My full name is Russophile Oeniphile Hispanophile Smith. My brother is Francophile Smith and my sister is Germanophile Smith (they don't get along all that well).
You are probably from a distant branch of the Phile Family.
Smartass yourself. I was actually born a "Phobe" but married a "Phile".
My sisters Triskaideka (Trisky) Phobe and Ailuro (Ally) Phobe get along quite well, unless of course they run into 13 cats, at which point all hell breaks loose.
But it's nowhere near as bad as when my cousins Agora (Aggie) Phobe and Hydro Phobe go to the beach together. It damn near kills them, which drives their mother Necro Phobe to distration.
So let me get this here straight cause it's got my head all twisted. You was born Wino Phobe but got married and became Wino Phile?
Yes, that's right. And it really opened up new vistas for me. After never drinking anything alcoholic, I found out how good wine is (Merlot is my favorite) and rum and coke, too.
In fact, I almost never go on the internet unless I've popped down a few. And I just love to tell everybody about it in almost all my posts. Everybody can see what a fun-loving girl I am. Everything makes so much more sense to me when I'm four towels to the wind. In fact, if you get drunk enough, even Russian history and all this stuff about missing princesses starts making sense.
Dear Russophile,
I am glad that the Dossier helped you understand how you have misunderstood this situation. I had never heard of the lady in question until I found this website and her's through Google. So many things fell into place as I read through her posts, and once I e-mailed Justin it became even more clear. The legal counsel retained by my bank of employment has had a field day with this situation. As one of them put it, "this thing is like a ripe apple that will fall from the tree if you so much as look at it." He actually said that the information provided by the detectives was the icing on the cake, but that anyone with a modicum of research skills could have cut through the nonsense at any point. Her activities are all out there, either on the web or in various police archives, and can be viewed simply by paying a modest fee. I do not know Mr. Moshein, I have never met Mr. Moshein, and I have no interest in either wine or Russian history, so I have no interest in meeting Mr. Moshein. Or the lady,if it comes to that. But I have always had a soft spot for victims, and she has left a trail littered with the bodies of those she has dragged into her schemes: Justin Edward, Nitzana Kedem, that photographer man under whose name she continues to post. She has traduced Moshein and Atchison with this truly reprehensible story of being raped by men driven to it by their website. This is clearly actionable. It is even more disgusting since she has changed the story at least three times. As part of their duties the detective agency has archived every word she has written on that website since its' inception. We provided this information to Mr. McEquus as well. Even a cursory examination reveals that she claimed to be a happy new mother, that she claimed to have given birth when well into her late forties, and that it was a blessed event. Now she claims that there was a rape that resulted in a pregnancy and that she lost the baby. She directly ascribes responsibility for the rape to Moshein. At this point I imagine that she has contradicted herself so many times that she can no longer keep her stories straight.
For example, take a look at her weak back-pedaling on whet5her the lawsuit was dismissed wioth prejudice. It took thirty seconds of research by our cheif legal counsel's junior clerk to discover that it was indeed dismissed with prejudice. She has been lying, pure and simple, for months. And now we are supposed to believe that there was a rape? How despicable, and what an egregious insult to the many women who have suffered real acts of violence.
So congratulations on finally seeing ther light.
Rebecca Jordan --- there is only ONLY one Rebecca, although there are a couple of Justins, apparently.
Dear Rebecca, I never received a dossier on Ms. Hamou and I know you know this because you're not the real Rebecca, you're a sock puppet of Rob's.
Now Rob, I certainly don't mind it that you mock me, ridicule me, etc. It amuses me. You're such a hot head just a little prick (pun intended to Bob) from me and you go off on some tangent. It's hysterical and have provided me--and others--with hours of amusement.
But! This identify theft--for that is what it is--that's another matter. Which is why I have a message into my lawyer about it. Cyber law is a new and relatively unwritten landscape and I am eager to hear and see just what kind of lateral I can be given. Such as, if you're using my handle: Russophile and pretending to me ME HERE, then were else would you use it? Hmmm? Perhaps that secret little forum of yours over on the AP? And wouldn't that be fun to supeona those records and see what else you and the Bobster and Sparky are up to, you naughty little monkey!
BTW, Rob and the sock puppets, if you're going to masqurade as me, you'd better do your homework. Russo NEVER says "Smartass" she ALWAYS says JACKASS.
I have already contacted Google to see if this matter can be handled. They tell me that under the law of free speech this dingbat can say anything she wants to and claim she is me. Oh, well. It's my own fault for not finding out what the hell I was getting into before I got into it.
Can anyobody here recommend a good law firm? When I called around and mentioned "her" name all people did was hang up.
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