How Do We STOP The Harassment And Cyberbullying Of Bloggers By Some Shifty Characters.

Lately there have been some certain characters from twitter that are getting off by harassing other bloggers, and some companies. Some of this is done on Twitter, and some is done on Friendfeed. Several people have been targeted, and now I have been one also. It seems that Amanda Chapel from Strumpette is attacking me on twitter. A number of people do not believe that Amanda Chapel exists, but in fact is a man named Brian Connolly also from Stumpette. Amanda Chapel has been harassing a friend of mine by the name of Igor Berger, or Igor the Troll forever because she has in her head that he is promoting porn, which he is not. I finally got fed up with her mouth and said something to Amanda. Igor is not the only person that she has chosen to pick on, there have been many.

I would like to show you one of the conversations that Amanda had with me on Twitter. Just take a look at the Twitter feed between Amanda and I. She/he is nothing but a Cyberbully to many bloggers, and companies. She is an Internet Troll! She claims she is a woman, but many have found out that she is not, that she is actually a personification of Brian Connolly. We don't need these Cyberbullies in Social Media. Igor made a video with panties on his head saying he was Amanda Chapel, and Amanda tried to tell me that this was porn, and was very disturbed by his video on YouTube. If Amanda can use her panties as her avatar, I guess Igor can put his wife's panties on his head and make fun of her. Oh. you never seen a guy with panties on his head, well I have, and normally they may have a reason to do so as Igor does.



Igor's Rendition of Amanda's Pantie's Avatar

Amanda Chapel's Avatar From Twitter

I think that the only reason he made this, is because she is trolling Igor all the time, and accusing him of things he never did, or would do. She continues to accuse him of being a pornographer, which he isn't. Just because Igor coins himself as "Igor the Troll", doesn't make him one. I believe he also did this, because Amanda Chapel, uses a avatar of a woman with just panties on for Twitter. She/he is now accusing Igor of hiding behind me, as she calls me a "Bedridden Paraplegic Paranormalist Porn Beard", and yes I am bedridden. That didn't make me as angry as another thing she said to me from Twitter:

@SkyeWolfie If you think Igortheperv's porn is funny http://tinyurl.com/6xs4wu , your a sick fuck, too.
12:45 PM July 20, 2008 from web in reply to SkyeWolfie

I am not the only blogger that has written about this Cyberbully, one person I found was Jeff Jarvis from Buzz Machine, who wrote a post called "Fake breasts"

What interests me is why someone goes to all this trouble to troll. What’s the agenda? Who’s the real target? If this were terribly sophisticated it could be an effort to spoof and ridicule bloggers or PR people. Naw. It could, indeed, be performance art or a book proposal: How I fooled those damned bloggers. It could be someone who hates PR people trying to make them look bad. It could be a case of missing some meds (or secretly longing for a sex-change operation). It could be a vast PR conspiracy to say what PR people have to be too polite to say — after all, Amanda, Chris the alleged intern, and this guy Connolly all hail from Chicago. Coincidence? Yeah. I don’t believe in conspiracy theories; the world’s not that organized. I think this is simpler: Amanda has a hard-on for Edelman. “She” attacked Steve Rubel when he joined them; she went after me only after Richard Edelman defended me against Chris the alleged intern. I have a suspicion that Amanda lost a few clients or a job to Edelman. Who cares?

There are just so many more that have written things about Amanda Chapel and Brian Connolly. I am not sure I would have said anything to her at all, accept for the fact she continued to harrass my friends. I continued because she continued to call me names, which she herself is guilty of accept for being bedridden.

Igor has a Room at FriendFeed, which is call "Igor the Troll" Room, and there are two feeds that I would love for you to take a look at: One is called, "Who-Is-Strumpette", and the other is called, "Amandachapel-How-Dare-You-Call-Me-What-You-Are". I really would appreciate it if you would please read both of these feeds, and let me know how you feel about this, either by commenting here, or on FriendFeed.

Since Amanda calls me a Paranormalist, I just thought I would search for a way to stop her harrassing my friends on Twitter. Low and behold, I found some spells from the Wiccans. I have decided to throw in a few for those who feel they may need these against Cyberbullies! Oh, sorry some may ask what is a Wiccan? A Wiccan is someone who practices the religion of Wicca.

Wicca is a pagan, nature-based religion popularised in 1954 by Gerald Gardner, a retired British civil servant, who at the time called it Witchcraft and its adherents "the Wica". He said that the religion, of which he was an initiate, was a modern survival of an old witchcraft religion which had existed in secret for hundreds of years, originating in the pre-Christian paganism of Europe. The veracity of Gardner's statements cannot be independently proven, however, and it is possible that Wiccan theology began to be compiled no earlier than the 1920s.

They use different spells during ceremonies for certain things, and I have found some to bind a person from their harrassment which I am going to put a few here:

• A SPELL TO BIND BULLIES You Need: 3 black candles black thread one black pen a piece of paper an empty glass jar This spell will not hurt your bully, it will just make them leave you alone. Do this spell at midnight on a Saturday of a waning moon (a period of time between a full moon and a new moon, the light is decreasing. The opposite is the waxing moon, when the moon is moving from a new moon to a full). Set the candles in a big triangle shape, big enough so that you can sit in the middle. Light the candles. Write the bully's name on the paper, and draw an "X" over it. Fold it three times. Say: "I bind you (say their name) so that you cannot hurt me anymore, both physically, and emotionally. Get out of my life, leave me alone. I bind you (say name) I bind you." Then tie the thread around the folded paper, and pop it in the jar. Screw on the lid. Snuff out the candles (never, NEVER blow out candles after a spell, it pushes the magick away). The next day, bury the jar off you property, or you can hide it in a closet where it will not be found. If the black candles you used are small enough, you can put them in the jar (do this at the end of the spell, not after you have screwed the lid on). If not, burn them later until there is nothing left of them.

• BINDING Get a large white candle, the kind that drips wax, and set it up on a tray. Affix to it a photograph or other image of the person you wish to bind. Make a ring of sea salt around it. Make a second ring with protective herbs. Fill the rest of the tray with images that represent what you are binding the person from: pictures of your family, keys to your house, legal documents, whatever. If the problem is too complex for images, write what the person is bound from on slips of paper and place them around the candle. Papyrus, or paper made from cotton or linen work best for this. Use red ink if you are angry, purple ink if you are sad. Wrap the candle and the image with black thread (linen, if possible). Invoke Isis and Linda, the Binder With Linen Thread. Say out loud what you are binding the person from. Light the candle and leave it burn until the wax begins to drip over the thread and image. Burn it every day for a week, until the image is thick with wax. Use this as a meditation device to direct your will to binding the person.

• To Banish Slander, Libel Or False AccusationsYou Will Need: white paper red pen powdered Cloves (about ½ cup) a small bowl or short glass a censure charcoal On a small piece of the white paper with the red pen, right the name of your accuser or libeller BACKWARDS, nine times, in a list. Roll up this piece of paper very small and place in the small bowl, then pour the powdered cloves over top. The paper should be completely covered.
  Every morning and evening for seven days, take a pinch of the cloves and burn them (be careful not to uncover the paper), inhaling and watching the smoke while envisioning and meditating on the accusations or libel against you or your loved one also "going up in smoke." Start your morning this way, end your day this way.
  On the seventh night, burn all of the remaining cloves and the paper with the writing on it. Feel that the libel and slander is done, that no one will believe these false statements and that it has all turned to ashes for the one against you.
  When the ashes have cooled, dispose of them in living water, a river, stream, lake, the ocean. If you do not have a source of living water near you, down the drain works in a pinch. Remember to always know that you are telling the truth, and the truth will prevail.

Well I hope this may help some, and if anyone decides to try one of these, let me know please. None of us need Cyberbullies after us everyday. And let me tell you Amanda Chapel is quite capable of showing her true colors as many of you already know. I don't know Amanda, but you may be sorry you ever decided to call me a Paranormalist. You should not make fun of someone who studies the paranormal....YOU WILL LEARN!

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The White Ghostly Figure Floating Over!

When I was younger my older brother and I used to fight over who spent the weekend at our grandmother's. We were supposed to take turns, but that never worked. This one particular weekend, we both got to stay there. Our grandmother and grandfather decided to try both of us at one time, they weren't sure that would work or not. For the most part it did work out, however since both of us were there, we decided to see what we could get into or what we could do to have some fun.

Our grandparents lived on a short road at the very end of the road. However, there was a short dirt road past their house, and at the end there was an old broken down house. We decided to go down there exploring to find what ever it was we could find. The house appeared to be falling down, and we should have been worried that we may fall through the floors, but we were just kids. The picture above is really a good replicate of what the house looked like to us.

This inside of the house kind of looked like this picture, as it hadn't been lived in for a very long time. My brother and I walked around inspecting everything there. Being kids, it was it was quite an exciting find....all the old things sitting around. We decided to split up, and check out the different rooms. So my brother went to one room, and I went to the another room. I was looking through an old desk, and found some old papers, a newspaper, and some other stuff.

We had left early in the afternoon, but it was started to get later, and the sun had started to go down. All of a sudden, my brother let out this blood curdling scream, and went running to where he was. His foot had gone through the floor, and he was stuck, however, he seemed so scared, and told me he had seen something. He could hardly talk, and I really didn't believe him at all....He was always pulling stuff on me. He told me about a ghostly white figure that was moving through the room like she was floating across it. While he was talking a mile a minute, I was trying to help him pull his foot out of the floor. His face was as white as a sheet, but I just thought that was because he got his foot caught.

The room that he was in, seemed to be an old living room, or parlor, it was hard to tell. I looked around, and noticed a mirror on the wall. It was quite old, and had some cracks in it, but what really frightened the living crap out of me, as I looked at it, I swear I saw a man's face starring at me. As I moved around a bit, his eyes seem to follow me, and I was terrified, and wanted out. But my brother's foot was still stuck in the floor, so I needed to help him, and it was getting darker outside. Our grandparents by this time were probably wondering where we were. I tried not to look at the mirror at all, to get my brother's foot out. Then over my head, was the ghostly white figure of a woman, that my brother said he saw. She was just floating above me, like she was wondering what I was doing. I wanted to run!! But I couldn't leave my brother. My brother was just wiggling trying to get his foot out, and sitting there as white as a sheet, and he started whimpering.

This figure was of a woman, and in her hand she was holding what looked like some dead flowers. She was wearing a white gown, and her face was wrinkled with furrows. She appeared extremely sad. She appeared to be wanting to make sounds, or was trying to make sounds. I was terrified! I started to hear the shattering of glass from another room, and began really pulling on my brother's foot. I wanted out!! Finally, his foot came loose, and I asked him if he could run. Before I almost got the words out of my mouth, he was up and running through the house towards the door.

We both ran down the dirt road towards our grandparents house, and finally made it. As we ran into the house, they both were asking where we were, and we were telling them what happened, however, of course, they didn't believe a word of it. We were just a couple of kids trying not to get into trouble for being gone so long. That was the last time that both of us got to stay at our grandparents together over the weekend. After that, we had to take turns on the weekends. Neither one of us never set foot in that house ever again. I think later, someone bought the land, and tore it down.

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