(I changed the title of this post, because I think it was unfair to the rest of the evolution supporters I’ve been dealing with. Just so ya’know.)
Allrighty then. I’ve really tried hard to be open minded to this whole ID vs. Evolution thing, and I’ve met some really nice people. But some of them are just plain scary.
While I have been carrying on several conversations on UD, here, and by email, I have gotten to meet (electronically) some very nice people. Most of them are very kind, and very helpful, even when we disagree.
This morning, however, I received the following (edited) email:
“janiebelle” or whoever the XXXX you are,
I know you are not really who you say you are. I searched on google adn I did a private investigation. You are a fraud. There is no janie or janiebelle macknight in Columbus and I have checked adn so did my invesigater. Stop being a fraud. I even did a check on 411.com and you name did not come up in the south. I will find out who you are and you will be exposed.
When I find out who you are, I will post your name all over the internet so that everyone knows you are a liar.
You are probably XXXX or XXXX2, my bet is XXXX2. [I just edited out his guesses, because they weren’t necessary to know, and insulting derivatives to boot.]
[Sorry everyone, I won’t even repeat what this psycho said for the rest of the email. Suffice it to say, he has mental problems.]
I have left most of what I printed above intact, but I did do some editing so it was easier to read.
Here’s what I have to say about that:
You are a freak.
Now, for the confession. No, McKnight is not EXACTLY my real last name. Before Kaylaface and I began our little blogs, my Dad suggested that we choose another sept of the MacNaughten Clan to use for last names, just in case of nutbags like this. It’s close enough, and I don’t need to be stalked. So XXXXXXX, PISS OFF!
The really hypocritical part of this is that this person didn’t even sign his email with his real name!
(Update before I even finished writing this post —
I just spoke to my Dad on the phone. He suggested I remove this person’s signature, even though it’s not his real name. So I did. Also I have one more message for you, XXXXXXX:
Tell your new cellmate Bubba that I expect a “thank you” card, BITCH! Maybe he’ll teach you to read and write.
Sorry to everyone else.)