I empathize with guys like MD3. He’s had a rough life. Wife and kids left him behind years ago and then his wife tried to scam him and succeeded. Left him without a job or home while still making alimony payments to her and his kids.Gotta hand it to her, this kind of sounds like an old Jewish stereotype: skim the top for the cream, scam for the money everywhere else between and the funny thing is that he’s not Jewish, but stumbled upon this chat-room some years ago.
I’ve heard about his struggles over the years and I even tried to find him help in his city of origin, for places he could go to for help whenever he was hungry or needed a place to stay. He’s doing much better these days, thank goodness. Still, I personally understand the struggles of falling like a house of cards when a pack of impatient wolves are licking their chops, standing on all fours are waiting.
MD3 like me is an independent thinker and loves to espouse on conspiracy theories. There sure have been a lot of them since George W. Bush Jr. (GWB) took office, appointed, rather in 2000 and strangely enough, we’ve hit it off pretty well. He seems to get along with others too, except when the subject focuses on GWB.
Supporters for GWB come out of the woodwork in that chat-room, which is a surprise because I always thought most Jews were liberal. GWB supporters say GWB is doing a great job of keeping “those people” (terrorists) at bay. I agree. Adolph Hitler in his time also did a great job of exterminating Jews during WWII, while doing whatever else he was supposed to be doing. It’s the same principle.
Lest we forget and yet old-timers like Les do forget; must be the stroke. Russian transplant Aries also forgot in her own country, the USSR, before it simply became Russia, forgot about the torture methods used by the KGB (the secret police) and the USSR government inflicted upon its own citizens long before glasnost and even Gemini, too young to understand and probably doesn’t know history as well as she might know how to read the label of a wine bottle, also forgets. MD3 is ageless and lives in Portland, Oregon.
On the same wavelength with MD3 is Oy Vey. Such a good name that is, Oy Vey. She’s a Native American Indian Jew and has been shit upon by many factors, some which for the moment are too sensitive to mention. She seems to get along well with others in the chat-room though, with the exception of the idiots; that would include the aforementioned in previous acts of this series, except for Soulm8ted Sunshine.
How we hooked up, I still can’t remember, but I think it had something to do with her crazy “adopted daughter,” who turned out to be an accident waiting to happen, which it did horribly. Oy Vey can be at times as tough as nails and for good reason too. Trust means the world to her. There are days when she gives me a hard time, but I think it has something to do with tough love and that’s alright. She’s always been kind to me and tough on me too, which is why I look up to and toward her as a mentoring guide in my life.
Oy Vey is in her mid-50s, a trail-blazing Shomer, meaning you can’t touch her, and only her immediate family can touch her and if you do try to touch her, watch out! Oh yeah, Oy Vey lives in the mundane state of Iowa.
Then of course, there is Dr. Lord Poetmonk Bodhisattva-Throatnik Bingo. Bingo, Dr., Dr. Lord or Poetmonk is how most chatters refer to him as far as a chatter’s handle goes. His long name derives from a stage name and a later attempt to make his name more distinguished. Poetmonk is a smart and wise chatter; he knows the ins and outs of the chat-room and he has been banned, mutilated, mutated, destroyed and eaten alive based on the fact that he doesn’t always agree with others’ values and philosophies.
He is seen as a bad influence, an argument starter, a fighter, a non-Jew, a Jew hater, mentally unstable and basically a thorn in every chatter’s side when he doesn’t agree with them. He enjoys wearing all of those badges proudly because he knows his accusers well and the labels simply aren’t true.
Whenever a chatter doesn’t agree with him and calls Poetmonk a name, he highly encourages them to call him another name. And why does he do that? So he can show other chatters how immature that particular person is. Besides, he thinks hecklers are good entertainment value for a room with chatters that sometimes take their own selves way too seriously.
He enjoys talking to chatter outcasts to understand their behavior and why they behave the way they do. In doing that, he brings them one step closer some level of acceptance in a room, plus feel safe and warm in an environment that they might not necessarily be welcome in. Poetmonk always looks out for his friends too and will always come to the aide of defense when they are being unfairly attacked, ridiculed or treated.
Most of all Poetmonk is observant like Moloch and understands far more that goes on in the chat-room that anybody gives him credit for. Poetmonk’s philosophy speaks for itself and that’s what other chatter don’t get. They only see and hear about the bad and not the good that he’s done to brighten somebody’s day. Too bad.
Like me, Poetmonk is a 43-year-old throat-singing industrial poet-actor-spy disguised as an American black crow cawing his lungs out across the fields of the Middle West within the hills of America, where he calls home.
This following story is true; no names have been protected to hang the guilty, while others have been praised as the truly innocent. It seems like all the right elements to make a good religious cult, but it also sounds a bit like a soap opera on television or cable, right?
No!
Afraid not!
Welcome to the world of http://www.jewishstreet.com/, an Internet Jewish chat-room on the world-wide web, where real lives play out like some big bad soap opera, day in, day out. Quite frankly, it’s pathetic and downright hilarious, too! So friends, until the next installment, give the room a visit, won’t you?
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