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Monday, 2 December 2024
Jacob Rees-Mogg tells Nigel Farage that he believes Detterling's memoirs will be published posthumously...
Detterling remember what happened to Anonymous of Northwood. He threatened to dish the dirt on me over something that happened back in 2001. I silenced him and how! "Mr Craddock will speak to you now."
I remember only too well, "Mr Craddock" - and I remember how disgusted I was at the time - not only a blackmailer, but a shit who boasts about being a blackmailer.
Unfortunately for you, the facts that you used to blackmail me are now redundant as the people involved are dead, which is why I have now come back to haunt you.
Mr Detterling, if you are reading this, then please email me at the address you used all those years ago. The dirt I can dish on Robert Willoughby [redacted] hasn't gone out of date.
The mills of God grind slowly, Mr Craddock, but they grind exceeding small.
See, for example, a blog entry from Tuesday, November 26th 2024 in which Mr Detterling, among others, is accused of hounding a fellow poster on the Times Educational Supplement Opinion Forum to suicide.
“The Clique activities were led by pinko liberal par excellence Obergruppenführer Detterling. He was aided and abetted by a dreadful woman from Glasgow's Gorbals named Serendipity, by an pathetic mummy's boy named Bigkid and by a host of fellow travellers with codenames such as Lilyofthefield, Inky, Jacob, Scintillant, et al. Detterling directed operations and the group communicated through landlines, faxes, mobile phones, telexes, texts and the personal messaging facility of the website. Anyone who looked as if they might be dissident to The Clique's agenda was targeted, harassed, bullied and hounded. At times things looked grim. Possibly the lowest point was when a gentleman from West Sussex posted that his wife, Myrtle Thornberry, had committed suicide after being harassed and bullied for months by The Clique.”
The fact that this claim is self-evidently preposterous, let alone completely unevidenced, cannot excuse the deliberate malice and thorough nastiness involved in the uttering of such an accusation. And it does lead one to wonder just how much of what Mr Vincent posts on Gene…a voice in the wilderness is in fact the product of a borderline personality that has, long since, begun to curdle into a pathology. In the meantime, your readers may care to consider what kind of an advertisement for the redemptive love of Christ as personified in the Roman Catholic Church is a man like Mr Vincent. As it happens, Mr Detterling is married to a devout Roman Catholic, and his son was baptised and confirmed as a Catholic and has had a Catholic education. At the same time, you have to wonder what goes on in the mind of a similarly devout Roman Catholic, Mr Gene Vincent, to lead him to post this kind of leering, grubby, semi-literate pornography about Mr Detterling’s wife, presented here, to avoid giving offence to the tender minded, in Old English:
“Detters, ic hæfde swiðe mihtig swefn be Delia þære oðer niht. Hit wæs swiðe eorþlic. Hwæt, ic eom a bit fǣrlic be hwæt þing ongan in þǣm swefne, ac ic geman hit clǣne fram þǣm stæþe þǣr ic hæfde forðgēotan hyre gōd færsce. Nān þing unhyge ... ac swā fæste færsce. Æfter þǣm Delia læg on hyre bæc and sægde, "Þæt wæs wundorlic Gene ... ac nū ic wēnige Le Coq Sportif. Ic wēnige Fellini on weorc.
"Okay Delia, get on þīne handa and cneow," ic hæfde beboden.
Hēo dyde swā and ic onhylde hyre fram þǣm æfter Doggy stīle. Swā wē witon, þæt Doggy stīl is Delia's lēofost. Upps! Sēo! Ic forgyt. Þū ne wǣst þæt Detters, forþan ðe þū ne 'fǣre' Delia.
Detterling I beg do not send out this email to the various addresses. This is the season of good will and you surely don't wish to bring down a calamity such as this on any man?
We can work things out - as we have always done in the past.
I have left a message with Fr Nicholas at Our Lady of Lourdes and St Michael to the effect that I do not anticipate needing to speak to him to day pending a resolution of the problem I wished to present to him. And I have not yet posted the email above [the disgusting "Delia Detterling doggy-style" passage having been restored from Welsh to English] to angelaatkins@rcdow.org.uk or the editorial staff at the Catholic Herald or the Westminster Record.
I undertake further that I will not take any further action to share the email above with any of its putative recipients listed above provided that, by 1400 GMT today, the following conditions are met:
[ONE] remove these posts from this thread above:
Anonymous4 December 2024 at 08:22: Detterling I would like to take you up on the suggestion that I meet your grand daughters. I am sure they are delightful. I would like to give them the low down on the man their grandad really is. GENE
Anonymous4 December 2024 at 10:34: You sick, grubby, leering bastard. The Gregg Wallace of failed authors.
Anonymous4 December 2024 at 11:35: Hey! It was you who brought up the subject of my meeting with your grand daughters! GENE
Anonymous4 December 2024 at 14:40: You sick, grubby, leering bastard. The Gregg Wallace of failed authors.
[TWO]: Also remove these two posts from the "Britain is no longer a Christian Country thread now on the front page of this blog:
Anonymous4 December 2024 at 11:29: Read the above article Detterling. It so pertinent to the Godless pinko-liberals of your ilk. GENE
Anonymous4 December 2024 at 13:02: Detters I have decided to name your grand daughters: the older one Lucretia and the younger one Ffiona. GENE
[THREE]: No other posts on this thread must be removed.
[FOUR]: you undertake that henceforth you will make no reference of any kind on this blog to my wife, my daughters, son and grand-daughters. This includes desisting from posting the nauseating Christmas and Easter greetings to myself and my family. You can say what you like about me, but my family is now - and forever - off limits.
If conditions [ONE ], [TWO] and [THREE] are met, and an unequivocal undertaking to observe condition [FOUR] is received by 1400 GMT today, Thursday December 5th, then I undertake not to send the material above to Ms Atkins, the Catholic Herald or the Westminster Record.
Should any of conditions [ONE], [TWO], [THREE] not be met, or condition [FOUR] breached at any time in the future, the material above will be despatched without further warning.
Do not waste time and energy bleating about free speech or the season of goodwill, Gene. Just do it, or be prepared for the calamity you fear. Enough is enough. Get on with it.
I'm so sorry. I was away all of yesterday and returned from Carshalton at half-past one in the morning. I have had a cursory look through your proposals and, yes, I think we can reach an accommodation. However, I must point out that there are one or two items where you are on a sticky wicket.
I shall be in contact. In the meantime I will be posting, as is now an Advent ritual, your heart-warming description of Christmas on Tyneside at Chez Detterling in 2018.
“The Clique activities were led by pinko liberal par excellence Obergruppenführer Detterling. He was aided and abetted by a dreadful woman from Glasgow's Gorbals named Serendipity, by an pathetic mummy's boy named Bigkid and by a host of fellow travellers with codenames such as Lilyofthefield, Inky, Jacob, Scintillant, et al. Detterling directed operations and the group communicated through landlines, faxes, mobile phones, telexes, texts and the personal messaging facility of the website. Anyone who looked as if they might be dissident to The Clique's agenda was targeted, harassed, bullied and hounded. At times things looked grim. Possibly the lowest point was when a gentleman from West Sussex posted that his wife, Myrtle Thornberry, had committed suicide after being harassed and bullied for months by The Clique.”
The fact that this claim is self-evidently preposterous, let alone completely unevidenced, cannot excuse the deliberate malice and thorough nastiness involved in the uttering of such an accusation. And it does lead one to wonder just how much of what Mr Vincent posts on Gene…a voice in the wilderness is in fact the product of a borderline personality that has, long since, begun to curdle into a pathology. In the meantime, your readers may care to consider what kind of an advertisement for the redemptive love of Christ as personified in the Roman Catholic Church is a man like Mr Vincent. As it happens, Mr Detterling is married to a devout Roman Catholic, and his son was baptised and confirmed as a Catholic and has had a Catholic education. At the same time, you have to wonder what goes on in the mind of a similarly devout Roman Catholic, Mr Gene Vincent, to lead him to post this kind of leering, grubby, semi-literate pornography about Mr Detterling’s wife:
"Detters, ic hæfde swiðe stranglic swefn be Delia þa oþerne niht. Hit wæs swiþe erotisc. Sumdeal dimmlic wæs hu þing ongunnon in þam swefne, ac ic gemunde hit wel from þam timan þe ic hire gód spænc gesealde. Næs nan sarlic ... eal swa stið spænc. Æfterward Delia læg on hire bæc cweþende, "þæt wæs wundorlic, Gene ... ac nú ic swiþe þearf Le Coq Sportif. Ic þearf Fellini in weorce.
"Cwæþ ic, 'Dēlia, on thine handa and cneowa stige,' and heo dydon swa, and ic hīe of þære hindan dæle besæt. Swa we witon, þæt Doggy stæppe Dēlian swīðe līcian dēth. Eala! Sarig, ic forgyte. Þu noldest þæt witan, Detters, for þu ne 'þeowast' Dēlian.
We can just imagine the conversation:
ReplyDeleteJacob Rees-Mogg: I hear Detterling's memoirs may be published posthumously.
Nigel Farage: Ha! Ha! Ha! It's the way you tell 'em Jacob.
Mr& Mrs Anonymous
Torquay
Detterling remember what happened to Anonymous of Northwood.
ReplyDeleteHe threatened to dish the dirt on me over something that happened back in 2001. I silenced him and how! "Mr Craddock will speak to you now."
GENE
I remember only too well, "Mr Craddock" - and I remember how disgusted I was at the time - not only a blackmailer, but a shit who boasts about being a blackmailer.
DeleteUnfortunately for you, the facts that you used to blackmail me are now redundant as the people involved are dead, which is why I have now come back to haunt you.
Mr Detterling, if you are reading this, then please email me at the address you used all those years ago. The dirt I can dish on Robert Willoughby [redacted] hasn't gone out of date.
The mills of God grind slowly, Mr Craddock, but they grind exceeding small.
Anonymous of Northwood.
"Unfortunately for you, the facts that you used to blackmail me are now redundant..."
ReplyDeleteOh! no they are not! Don't you wish they were!
Gene
PART III
DeleteSee, for example, a blog entry from Tuesday, November 26th 2024 in which Mr Detterling, among others, is accused of hounding a fellow poster on the Times Educational Supplement Opinion Forum to suicide.
“The Clique activities were led by pinko liberal par excellence Obergruppenführer Detterling. He was aided and abetted by a dreadful woman from Glasgow's Gorbals named Serendipity, by an pathetic mummy's boy named Bigkid and by a host of fellow travellers with codenames such as Lilyofthefield, Inky, Jacob, Scintillant, et al. Detterling directed operations and the group communicated through landlines, faxes, mobile phones, telexes, texts and the personal messaging facility of the website. Anyone who looked as if they might be dissident to The Clique's agenda was targeted, harassed, bullied and hounded. At times things looked grim. Possibly the lowest point was when a gentleman from West Sussex posted that his wife, Myrtle Thornberry, had committed suicide after being harassed and bullied for months by The Clique.”
The fact that this claim is self-evidently preposterous, let alone completely unevidenced, cannot excuse the deliberate malice and thorough nastiness involved in the uttering of such an accusation. And it does lead one to wonder just how much of what Mr Vincent posts on Gene…a voice in the wilderness is in fact the product of a borderline personality that has, long since, begun to curdle into a pathology. In the meantime, your readers may care to consider what kind of an advertisement for the redemptive love of Christ as personified in the Roman Catholic Church is a man like Mr Vincent. As it happens, Mr Detterling is married to a devout Roman Catholic, and his son was baptised and confirmed as a Catholic and has had a Catholic education. At the same time, you have to wonder what goes on in the mind of a similarly devout Roman Catholic, Mr Gene Vincent, to lead him to post this kind of leering, grubby, semi-literate pornography about Mr Detterling’s wife, presented here, to avoid giving offence to the tender minded, in Old English:
“Detters, ic hæfde swiðe mihtig swefn be Delia þære oðer niht. Hit wæs swiðe eorþlic. Hwæt, ic eom a bit fǣrlic be hwæt þing ongan in þǣm swefne, ac ic geman hit clǣne fram þǣm stæþe þǣr ic hæfde forðgēotan hyre gōd færsce. Nān þing unhyge ... ac swā fæste færsce. Æfter þǣm Delia læg on hyre bæc and sægde,
"Þæt wæs wundorlic Gene ... ac nū ic wēnige Le Coq Sportif. Ic wēnige Fellini on weorc.
"Okay Delia, get on þīne handa and cneow," ic hæfde beboden.
Hēo dyde swā and ic onhylde hyre fram þǣm æfter Doggy stīle. Swā wē witon, þæt Doggy stīl is Delia's lēofost. Upps! Sēo! Ic forgyt. Þū ne wǣst þæt Detters, forþan ðe þū ne 'fǣre' Delia.
Tee! Hee! Hee! Hee! Chortle! Chortle! GENE VINCENT”
Further comment seems superfluous.
Detterling I beg do not send out this email to the various addresses. This is the season of good will and you surely don't wish to bring down a calamity such as this on any man?
ReplyDeleteWe can work things out - as we have always done in the past.
GENE
I have left a message with Fr Nicholas at Our Lady of Lourdes and St Michael to the effect that I do not anticipate needing to speak to him to day pending a resolution of the problem I wished to present to him. And I have not yet posted the email above [the disgusting "Delia Detterling doggy-style" passage having been restored from Welsh to English] to angelaatkins@rcdow.org.uk or the editorial staff at the Catholic Herald or the Westminster Record.
DeleteI undertake further that I will not take any further action to share the email above with any of its putative recipients listed above provided that, by 1400 GMT today, the following conditions are met:
[ONE] remove these posts from this thread above:
Anonymous4 December 2024 at 08:22: Detterling I would like to take you up on the suggestion that I meet your grand daughters. I am sure they are delightful.
I would like to give them the low down on the man their grandad really is. GENE
Anonymous4 December 2024 at 10:34: You sick, grubby, leering bastard. The Gregg Wallace of failed authors.
Anonymous4 December 2024 at 11:35: Hey! It was you who brought up the subject of my meeting with your grand daughters! GENE
Anonymous4 December 2024 at 14:40: You sick, grubby, leering bastard. The Gregg Wallace of failed authors.
[TWO]: Also remove these two posts from the "Britain is no longer a Christian Country thread now on the front page of this blog:
Anonymous4 December 2024 at 11:29: Read the above article Detterling. It so pertinent to the Godless pinko-liberals of your ilk. GENE
Anonymous4 December 2024 at 13:02: Detters I have decided to name your grand daughters: the older one Lucretia and the younger one Ffiona. GENE
[THREE]: No other posts on this thread must be removed.
[FOUR]: you undertake that henceforth you will make no reference of any kind on this blog to my wife, my daughters, son and grand-daughters. This includes desisting from posting the nauseating Christmas and Easter greetings to myself and my family. You can say what you like about me, but my family is now - and forever - off limits.
If conditions [ONE ], [TWO] and [THREE] are met, and an unequivocal undertaking to observe condition [FOUR] is received by 1400 GMT today, Thursday December 5th, then I undertake not to send the material above to Ms Atkins, the Catholic Herald or the Westminster Record.
Should any of conditions [ONE], [TWO], [THREE] not be met, or condition [FOUR] breached at any time in the future, the material above will be despatched without further warning.
Do not waste time and energy bleating about free speech or the season of goodwill, Gene. Just do it, or be prepared for the calamity you fear. Enough is enough. Get on with it.
Dear old Detters,
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry. I was away all of yesterday and returned from Carshalton at half-past one in the morning. I have had a cursory look through your proposals and, yes, I think we can reach an accommodation. However, I must point out that there are one or two items where you are on a sticky wicket.
I shall be in contact. In the meantime I will be posting, as is now an Advent ritual, your heart-warming description of Christmas on Tyneside at Chez Detterling in 2018.
Best wishes,
Gene
PART III
Delete“The Clique activities were led by pinko liberal par excellence Obergruppenführer Detterling. He was aided and abetted by a dreadful woman from Glasgow's Gorbals named Serendipity, by an pathetic mummy's boy named Bigkid and by a host of fellow travellers with codenames such as Lilyofthefield, Inky, Jacob, Scintillant, et al. Detterling directed operations and the group communicated through landlines, faxes, mobile phones, telexes, texts and the personal messaging facility of the website. Anyone who looked as if they might be dissident to The Clique's agenda was targeted, harassed, bullied and hounded. At times things looked grim. Possibly the lowest point was when a gentleman from West Sussex posted that his wife, Myrtle Thornberry, had committed suicide after being harassed and bullied for months by The Clique.”
The fact that this claim is self-evidently preposterous, let alone completely unevidenced, cannot excuse the deliberate malice and thorough nastiness involved in the uttering of such an accusation. And it does lead one to wonder just how much of what Mr Vincent posts on Gene…a voice in the wilderness is in fact the product of a borderline personality that has, long since, begun to curdle into a pathology. In the meantime, your readers may care to consider what kind of an advertisement for the redemptive love of Christ as personified in the Roman Catholic Church is a man like Mr Vincent. As it happens, Mr Detterling is married to a devout Roman Catholic, and his son was baptised and confirmed as a Catholic and has had a Catholic education. At the same time, you have to wonder what goes on in the mind of a similarly devout Roman Catholic, Mr Gene Vincent, to lead him to post this kind of leering, grubby, semi-literate pornography about Mr Detterling’s wife:
"Detters, ic hæfde swiðe stranglic swefn be Delia þa oþerne niht. Hit wæs swiþe erotisc. Sumdeal dimmlic wæs hu þing ongunnon in þam swefne, ac ic gemunde hit wel from þam timan þe ic hire gód spænc gesealde. Næs nan sarlic ... eal swa stið spænc. Æfterward Delia læg on hire bæc cweþende, "þæt wæs wundorlic, Gene ... ac nú ic swiþe þearf Le Coq Sportif. Ic þearf Fellini in weorce.
"Cwæþ ic, 'Dēlia, on thine handa and cneowa stige,' and heo dydon swa, and ic hīe of þære hindan dæle besæt. Swa we witon, þæt Doggy stæppe Dēlian swīðe līcian dēth. Eala! Sarig, ic forgyte. Þu noldest þæt witan, Detters, for þu ne 'þeowast' Dēlian.
Tee! Hee! Hee! Hee! Chortle! Chortle! GENE VINCENT"
Further comment seems superfluous.