Friday, December 18, 2009

The sadism of Patrick Frey

On Sun, Mar 29, 2009 at 1:53 AM, Patterico wrote:
But hey, if it will toss his ass off the Internet, maybe I’ll do it. . . .
Maybe I’ll dribble it out over a couple of weeks. . . .
This is going to last a WHILE.
Oh -- and I know a few people too. I’ll be telling them what a fucking psycho he is. He was going to write a book? Good luck.
That was in March, you see, that Frey was planning to drive Jeff Goldstein off the Internet, and endeavoring to prevent Goldstein from publishing a book. All because Goldstein took issue with Frey's criticism of Rush Limbaugh. Now, nearly nine months later, the vendetta against Goldstein continues.

Just because you're not paranoid doesn't mean people aren't actually out to get you.


  1. This was written at 1:53 a.m., and it's supposed to indicate "sadism"?

    Certainly there have been overreactions on both sides in this Patrick-Jeff thing--and more of 'em on one side than on the other.

    But really-- if I were held responsible for every crazy thing I wrote to another blogger in the middle of the night, it would not be a fair thing at all.

    There's plenty of behavior going on between those two that I don't endorse, including a lot that Patrick is doing. But having a vengeful fantasy after a few too many glasses of wine is not one of those things.

    It's a shame that everyone has to blow every little thing out of proportion, here.

  2. I do not quite understand these blog fights. I had some trouble with a blogger who misunderstood, perhaps deliberately, a comment I made, the blogger got huffy. I simply stopped commenting on that blog. I do not know all the rules of blogging but I am pretty sure that I am not required to love everyone, nor is everyone required to love me.

    I am also unaware of the blog rule that says Mr. Frey gets to rule West Blogidelphia and Mr. Johnson East Blogidelphia. Personally I wish they'd both write their own blogs and quit trying to run things. I am perfectly capable of deciding who I think is racist or otherwise evil. When I do decide that, I stay away from those sites. I don't recall being given a commission as Marshall of Sowthwest Blogidelphia so that is all I must do.

  3. Frey spammed over 30-something posts on my site tonight with a cut-and-paste job about how "violent" I am.

    In the last two nights, he's left well over a hundred comments on my site. For my part, I am not allowed to comment on his.

    In the last 5 months or so, "Patrick Frey" or "Patterico" appears in the title of a post 4 times on my site. On his site, my name appears in the title of 10 posts. In the last 6 days.

    So yes, Joy. I know you've had drinks with Patrick. But if you really want to do him a favor, stop rationalizing what he's doing. He is already an expert at that.

    Instead, stop pretending that because both of us are involved, we are both equally to blame. Or have you already forgotten those comment threads on your site?

    I have been sick the past two days. This evening, I had dinner with my family and then watched a movie with my wife. During that time, Frey determined that he'd post a spam link on my site every time he determined on of my commenters "lied" about him.

    Defend that if you want, or ignore it if it makes you feel uncomfortable. But it is what it is.

  4. If Patterico really said those things, I would love to know who he knows, so they can be boycotted or somehow affected by future business.

    I know how hard it is to get a book published when you have no vita, so with today's rarified atmostphere it must be a mama bear to get a book publish if you don't have the preferred pedigree.

    I understand what Ms. Atilla is saying in that she wants this pissing match to stop. I do, too, because frankly most of the posts on Protein Wisdom are tl;dr

    And that is probably Patterico's intention: to get JG so riled up over this that this is practically all he writes about.

    Sometimes it's important not to lean in to all the punches just to show you can take it.

  5. And another thing:

    If Frey fancies himself a conservative, perhaps he should come out of the closet and tell the world that only like minded ilk as him have rights, the same way liberals think of themselves.

    You just can't protest you are a conservative and then tell your audience you want to stop another from getting their views published. You are going to have a hard time convincing conservatives you are one of them.

    Patterico should end the suspense and have his Charles Johnson moment. Come all the way out of the closet.

    We are entitled to the truth as it is, not as Frey wishes it to be.

  6. It seems to me that Patterico has become an ADT: Assistant District Troll.


  7. Comment by Jeff G. on 12/18 @ 5:26 pm #

    This reads kind of like a novel — a Flowers for Algernon without the middle part. I especially love the arc where he’s emailing you constantly, and though he’s getting no responses, he just keeps on rationalizing the punishments he will visit on me. This, for example, is great:

    But hey, if it will toss his ass off the Internet, maybe I’ll do it.

    But why do it all in one post?

    Nobody will read all that. Except him.

    Maybe I’ll dribble it out over a couple of weeks.

    One damning point every day.

    Just factual.

    Nothing but links and facts.

    Now go run and tell your hero. This is going to last a WHILE.

    Oh — and I know a few people too. I’ll be telling them what a fucking psycho he is. He was going to write a book? Good luck.

    Says Patrick Frey: I’m going to draw out this punishment. Linger over it. Try to bring the maximum pain. I know people, you see. Goldstein thinks he’ll ever be able to publish a book? We’ll see about that. I’ll call in favors to keep that from happening. I’ll blacken his name so that he’s untouchable.

    This is Patrick Frey, people.

    My emails to Pablo have now been posted. My one concern was having a DDA on record accusing me of making a death threat — and not being able to defend myself.


    Meanwhile, Patrick Frey boasts to a non-responsive email recipient whom he barely knows about HOW JEFF WILL BE MADE TO SUFFER!

    I’ve got news for some of you. Patrick Frey is NOT who you think he is.

  8. Unforgiven

    In the days of the Wild West, there was a cowboy named Patterico who wanted more than anything to be the greatest gunfighter in the world. He practiced every minute of his spare time, but he knew in his heart of hearts that he wasn't yet first-rate and that there must be something he was doing wrong.

    Sitting in a saloon one Saturday night, he recognized an elderly man standing at the bar who -- in his day -- had the reputation of being the fastest gun in the West. Patterico took a place next to the old-timer, bought him a drink and told him the story of his great ambition. "Do you think you could give me some tips?" he asked.

    The old man looked him up and down and said, "Well, for one thing, you're wearing your gun too high. Tie the holster a little lower down on your leg."

    "Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked Patterico.

    "Sure will," replied the old-timer.

    Patterico did as he was told, stood up, whipped out his gun and shot the bow tie off the piano player.

    "That's terrific!" said the hot shot. "Got any more tips for me?"

    "Yep," said the old man. "Cut a notch out of your holster where the hammer hits it. That'll give you a smoother draw."

    "Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked Patterico.

    "You bet it will," said the old-timer.

    Patterico took out his knife, cut the notch, stood up, drew his gun in a blur, then shot a cufflink off the piano player.

    "Wow!" exclaimed the cowboy. "I'm learnin' somethin' here. Got any more tips?"

    The old man pointed to a large can in a corner of the saloon. "See that axle grease over there? Coat your gun with it."

    The young man went over to the can and smeared some of the grease on the barrel of his gun.

    "No," said the old-timer, "I mean smear it all over the gun, handle and all."

    "Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked Patterico.

    The Old Timer said,

    "No, but when Jeff Goldstein gets done playing the piano, he's gonna shove that gun up your ass, and it won't hurt as much if it's all greased!"

  9. Patterico was excited about his new rifle. So, he went bear hunting. He spotted a small brown bear and shot it. There was then a tap on his shoulder, and he turned around to see a big black bear. The black bear said: "You've got two choices. I either maul you to death or we have rough sex." Patterico decided to bend over. Even though he felt sore for two weeks, Patterico soon recovered and vowed revenge. He headed out on another trip where he found the black bear and shot it. There was another tap on his shoulder. This time a huge grizzly bear stood right next to him. The grizzly says: "That was a huge mistake, Patterico. You've got two choices. Either I maul you to death or we have REALLY rough sex. "Again, Patterico thought it was better to comply. Although he survived, it would take several months before Patterico finally recovered. Outraged he headed back to the woods, managed to track down the grizzly and shot it. He felt sweet revenge, but then there was a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to find a giant polar bear standing there. The polar bear says:"Admit it, Patterico, you don't come here for the hunting, do you?"