I may be back at some later date, but for now, I just don’t have the time. If the guest posters want to give it up, that’s their call. If they wish to keep it going, that would be their call too — and much appreciated.
But sometimes you have to make choices. And I’m forced now to make such a choice.
So. Take care. I’ll miss you.
WTF?
:-/
Sorry, Jeff.
Jeffy! Take care. Do what you have to do. Come back when you’re able.
ϖ
We will miss you, too. Probably more than you think.
Or rather
π
Oh. Bye. Thank you. I know you tried to get back on the horse and all. You are only the best one, you know. I would never have commented anywhere ever but that you are very important I think. Inimitable. If this goes away, me too I think. Best wishes really for whatever you’re about, and I’ll still poke at your Amazon to help defray the cost of keeping this thing afloat if that’s how things go.
Aw, shit.
I hope that find a way to use your great talents to best effect, Jeff. And thank you. Also, damn it. And blessings on you and your family.
Shit.
Best,
Chuck
Well, that sucks. But this is one of those things you really have to have your heart in if you’re going to do it. Take care, Jeff and thanks. You’ll be missed.
You’ve done a good thing here for many years Jeff. I’ll miss you as well. I hope you have good fortune in your new works.
Boss, this will always be your place. My best effort is to just sweep out the cobwebs, put fresh flowers in the vases and make sure the liquor cabinet is stocked when you decide to return.
I can’t help but think you were facing a lot of pressure to do up big the Denver thing where all the Democrats are going to anoint that one guy. It sounded like a grueling chore to me, cause there’s not going to be anything fucking funny about it really, not like last time, more scary and grim and portentous really, and living in a liberal canton here, I’m sympathetic definitely to not wanting to just gratuitously immerse yourself in those people. This time I think it’s for real. This is the dawn of socialism. Tend to your affairs.
So dawn goes down to day
Nothing Goldstein can stay.
Come back as soon as you will, please.
[hug]
Take it easy, Jeff.
good luck in all your endeavors.
I know we did not see eye to eye as far as Iraq was concerned, but I hope no hard feelings will linger between us.
You will someday grow up and understand how right I was, or may be you will not.
Good luck.
And when you will be back someday , remember it is O’K to call me names….
I do not hold grudge( unless you name is G.Bush or his ass kissers from the neocon establishment)
Masochist I am…. Just fighting for truth and justice….
Well, that’s a bit of a shock. I’ll have to consider my options. I was just about to post something, but I’ll put it under this post, obvs.
A man has got to do, what a man has got to do.
Best Wishes.
We could start up a site called Mothballs, Karl.
Looks like that’s taken by some parked domain, Dan.
I hope Jeff writes the novel, however.
This is me imploring Karl to soldier on. Dan, too. And Darleen. Jeff is Gollum now. He’ll still be lurking about, and we’ll still know he’s there, even if it’s just half-imagined glimpses of him in the shadows behind. We can’t give up on him. He will have his part to play yet. I trust my judgment on this.
Thanks Jeff. It’s been loads of fun.
And I thank Jeff for the opportunity to write for an already established audience. My other web gig is mostly for my friends, and politics, philosophy, etc. aren’t really a part of that deal. And I would not have bothered to start a blog on the latter for no audience. As I wrote recently, it was really Jeff and the audience he attracts — as much in quality as in size — that provided the motivation.
hf,
I’ll think about it. But I don’t have an answer at the moment.
Good luck.
An aside, if there were a way to show the least amount of class possible, and still come off like an idiot, while reinforcing everyone’s opinion that one is a total A-hole, sasha just invented it.
There is that.
Karl, Dan, it costs almost nothing – I mean, not so much – to get Danish domain (aka .dk). I can walk you through it.
And happyfeet is, as is his wont, correct again (in #21).
Yeah, but do we want to be labelled as Scandi-lovers?
Whoa, man. I’m really, really sorry to see you pack it up, but sometimes life makes demands that require tough choices.
I wish you the very best and you’re always welcome at my place anytime you want. You’re good folks and it’s been nice “knowing” you here.
and mothballs.dk is available
I feel a bit like this. I had no idea it was performed by vampires, though.
Do you HAVE to go somewhere else? PW is home to some very fine co-blogging.
Wow, Jeff.
I can you can never know how my heart would just leap when I’d seen a new post of yours. Or read a comment of yours. You are so special, I can’t even think of a good enough word for your specialness.
I would love, really, for you to stay (or come back soon), but it isn’t up to me. Is it?
Um… I’d like to continue writing …
I can sight-read some swedish. But Norweigan is right outl
Jeff, I’m sorry to hear it, but obviously none of us can begrudge you prioritizing the people and the things that fill your life. Best of luck with everything — I hope you’ll get the blog-itch again down the road. You are, as my dad likes to say, “one of the good guys.”
And permit me to cast my vote in favor of Dan, Karl, Darleen, et al, soldiering on. This is my water cooler and y’all do a great job keeping it filled with cool, delicious . . . er, water. Or something.
Metaphors aren’t my bag, really.
Yeah, but do we want to be labelled as Scandi-lovers?
Good point. OTOH, it’s not all bad.
so what do we do with our lives… we leave only a mark
will our story shine like a light
or end in the dark
I’m not sure but I don’t think this is a question, not really.
Ummm…bad, bad news on a Saturday afternoon.
As long as you keep the site up and running, you’ll have an audience. Because, Jeff, your talent is incredible. Don’t go so far away. Even once a fortnight is better than nothing at all.
“…and much appreciated”. You guest posters aren’t off the hook. Please stick around, all of you! Here, at this place, until the lights go out.
Well blast and damn. Reallife-itis strikes again. I’ll be willing to continue posting occasionally here, if I have something worth passing on. I would like the other guest bloggers to keep me informed of any collaborative efforts here and elsewhere. You can click through my Blogger profile for my email addy. It’s been an honor, a privilege, and more fun than a political infidelity media bust, posting and commenting here in present company.
At the risk of sounding predictable, you were/are the best such voice, JG. This is a loss. A big one.
That said, you take care.
I too would prefer that Dan Karl & Darleen, et al, would soldier on in some form. I’d prefer it more that Jeff just forget this and stay, but I can’t fault him at all, seeing as how he’s at ground zero for the new start of lib fascism. No, not kidding.
And if so, Denmark might be nice.
Love to post with you and Karl and Darleen and everyone else, TSI. Only thing is, I don’t feel it’s really PW without Jeff. It’s a branding thing.
Jeff, you’ve got to write a novel. Nobody Does It Better.
Oh hell.
Be happy, Jeff.
You’ll be missed. Badly.
Damn.
liferafts don’t even need branding, Dan, is what I think. Mostly they just need to float. This sounds melodramatic and maudlin now, but in retrospect not so much it won’t. Ric Locke. psycho. nishi. alpuccino and a lot more besides. This for real is a lot the creme de la creme of the chess world in a show with everything but Yul Brynner now I think.
I didn’t have an epiphany at the grocery store, but I tend to agree w/Dan about the branding issue.
liferafts don’t even need branding, Karl, is what I think… oh bother.
 and much appreciated, he said.
hf,
Feed your Head:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TgmoEHnUpjk
– At some point the energy it takes to maintain an edge in your writing becomes apparent, and any write worth his or ger salt knows that empty feeling when, for whatever reason, its just not there for the moment.
– Know you’ll do well whatever you choose Jeff, just keep those nipples hard, and things will do what they do.
– Good luck – BBH
I agree with happyfeet and Benedick @36 pretty much, and would really like for Karl to at least keep up the coverage until the election, but it is ultimately up to you guys of course.
If you do decide to mothball the main site, can we at least keep the Pub open?
– I second Moes emotion.
piling on the “others please keep posting” here. You’ve already been doing it for how long? I know, I know, ultimately we’d all prefer Jeff. maybe move to the Pub?
Dan, Karl, SI, Craig, and all
As long as Jeff holds out the possibility of coming back I’d like to keep a candle in the window.
If he wants to open new digs when he returns, then I’d understand a shutdown of the site.
I think, though, that so much of what he has written here should not disappear … Martha Stewart, Billy Jack and Armadillo Adventures plus all the essays on language and intentionalism. I feel like I’ve been auditing university lectures each time he posts one of the latter.
I did think Jeff at the DNC would have been so cool.
I do like the idea of things staying as they are, with Jeff possibly popping in when he has time in the future. He’s been gone for long periods of time before. He certainly always knows where to find us, right?
Jeff has whatever platform we have whenever he wants. He built this city.
“Keep your pecker hard and your powder dry, and the worm will turn for you, my friend!! I was late to the party, but what i saw was great. Good Luck
– “There are 6 million stories in the naked city…..”
– Quite a few have been told here by Jeff and his fellow writers….
LunarTuna,
Don’t worry about Jeff’s pecker. It has armor.
I can’t speak to his powder situation, though.
/sigh
Goddamnit.
I’ll be in my bunk.
I don’t believe you, Jeff. You say you’re leaving, but with every crazy story that comes out, you won’t be able to resist the urge to post about it. Or at least I hope that’s the case. Thanks for lots of great blogging. I’m keeping you on my Bookmarks list just in case.
go write you damn book already.
im sick unto death of lesser talents like goldberg and whittle racking up book props.
and ive been waiting FOREVER to read it.
Yes, we’re Joey Bishop to his Johnny Carson, at best.
Plus, what I said, substituting Jeff for Allah.
JEFF G:
Please check your PW email.
Jeff,
I am not kidding when I say this makes me want to shed a tear. This is the most wonderful place on the net, and I am not kidding or stroking you.
Please try to find just a few minutes every month to open your yap here. We are begging you!
You have brightened so many lives with PW, and I think I can safely say that no one here wants you to disappear from PW forever. Your sense of humor is pretty unique, and I think that many of us were pleasantly surprised to find fellow travellers here. Lord knows, I can’t find anybody like the PW crew where I live.
Please don’t desert us completely! It’s hard for me to believe that you are any less addicted to this place than the rest of us.
Anyway. Whatever happens is whatever happens. If you really are able to walk away completely, let me thank you from the bottom of my black little Connecticut Yankee heart.
What you have given me (and I suspect just about all of us here) is beyond priceless. And that is not an exageration in any sense of the word.
No matter what, may the Lord smile upon you in your life, and keep you and yours safe. And I really mean that. You are quite unique, and I feel blessed to have blundered into PW so many, many months ago.
Vaya con Dios, my friend!
Hasta Vagina, and thank you again (and again and again and again…)!
Tom Schulz – The Lost Dog
Be well, with clear skies and fair winds where ever you sail.
What happens if’n I donate money? How long can I keep this magnificent dinghy afloat? Can somebody in the know do me a graph?
Here’s to you Jeff.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=pGH_mtib9fo
But this is such a neat site! Oh, hell.
(Scuffs foot)
But I do agree I would like Darleen, Dan, and Karl and the rest to soldier on. How the hell will I find out what John McCain’s doing otherwise? Certainly not by reading a newspaper. Plus, the commenters. Esp. happyfeet. I’d hate to think of happyfeet all alone in the big bad world.
I’d fear more for the world than I would for hf. He will eat the world before it can get a whistle out of its pocket to call for help.
‘Bye, Jeff. I’ll really, really miss you.
But he’ll do it in the politest way, so the world won’t take it personally.
Goddamn right. In fact, on reconsideration, the world might just offer itself to be eaten knowing it was hf on the prowl.
And what a beautiful city it is.
I don’t ever want to lose this place.
How can we get together to keep this “city” afloat?
Let us know, Dan, because I haven’t been able to discern if JG is going to drop the site, or keep it going. I don’t have a lot of money, but I would rather send some to PW than pay next month’s cable bill for my wife. I have always been miffed that when I go to her house (which also is paid for by me), I have to watch “Monk”, even though she would have no TV if I didn’t pay for it. It bugs me more than having to watch “Columbo”
Take care, darling.
I’d like to add my voice to those urging Karl, Dan, Darleen, TSI, and the others to continue. I have truly missed Jeff’s continual input, but the guest bloggers have been quite enjoyable even though different. I don’t want to go somewhere else.
Please? Please? <fx:Big Calvin eyes> Pleeeeeeeeze?
As far as Jeff’s concerned, let’s think of it as house-sitting. While he’s exploring strange new worlds and going where no intentionalist has gone before, perhaps the rest of us can keep the porch fed and the fish scrubbed and a condom in the window. Or is it a candle?
Regards,
Ric
expletive deleted
I’d really like to say something generous and complementary, Lord knows you’ve earned it.
But, at this juncture, I’m just too damn busy feeling sorry for myself.
Well, all that plus my total lack of eloquence.
And to the guest posters I say, I’ll follow you wherever you wish to set up shoppe.
I can understand Jeff’s concern with the ‘time’ considerations. When my daughter was ‘that’ age, there’s no way in the world I would’ve considered spending time rotting in a large box, in front of a glowing box filled with nervous pixels. There was just too much else to be concerned with. Now, after she’s grown up (how did that happen? who knew?) there’s some time to waste.
The guest posters have kept this place afloat, now, for what? A year or so? Wasn’t it just about a year ago that Dan and Karl were arguing about the sitemeter running in the negative, no one visited or knew what was going on or where Jeff was, and somehow they kept things running. Now, you get regular Instylaunches, and PW seems to be in the mainstream. Again.
Can you really let that die off?
This is like signing your friends’ yearbooks at graduation, which was the last time I felt this melancholy. I do hope that at least once a month or so you can go back on that “goodbye” (hell, Bret Farve did).
Now go out and make Flannery O’Connor proud. Best of luck.
I don’t really have anything to add to my prior comments, I am most of the things Excitable Andy pretends to be — gobsmacked, heartsick, etc. over Jeff’s announcement. And like some of you, slightly miffed.
Although (as noted above) I guess I have to rethink things a bit, I’ll still be here while I’m rethinking them.
Likewise, Jeff.
Ditto what Ric and the rest wrote.
‘Ello, ‘ello, ‘ello. What’s all this then?
Please guys? We promise to help pay the rent.
I saw three new Obama yard signs go up in my neighborhood today. So you guys either have to keep it going, or build me an ED209 (or at least a fucking ‘panic room’ or something) before you leave.
I agree with Ric. Jeff, please take care. To all posters who have contributed so well, please consider house-sitting for a bit. We can’t stress enough how well you all have kept the insightful insanity flowing.
Jeff,
Thank you for your work, here, on intentionalism and the assault on language and meaning.
I’ll definitely think fondly of this place every time I find some pills among the sofa cushions, sit down to a bowl of oatmeal, pass The Elephant Man on the shelf at the video store, see a live armadillo, or interact with any number of inanimate objects.
Most importantly, take care of yourself. I hope to read your work again in the future.
eL
I was on a train coming home from college when I was little, and the old lady next to me we started talking. She bought me a glass of wine I remember which was nice cause I was too young really. We talked about literature cause I was an english major, and then she mentioned that she had been roommates with Flannery O’Connor. I felt a lot amazed that this could be so, and that there I was on a train in the night drinking a glass of wine with this lady who had known Flannery to where she just called her Flannery. It’s the sort of amazed that I didn’t feel very much anymore, until here really, and pretty regularly now. To find myself in this sort of company, smart and often wise and of feeling and charm, and it remembers me to keep my eyes open. What I don’t do is take it for granted, not at all. You just have to go to other blogs. Cap’n Ed a lot helped me understand.
Karl-
I promise. If you stay, I will somehow get you a picture of Christina Ricci in a girl scout uniform that’s two sizes too small for her.
But you may have to bail me out after.
And help find me a good defense attorney.
I feel like Richard Gere (pre-gerbil) in ‘Officer & A Gentleman.’
“I GOT NO PLACE ELSE TO GO! [sniffle]… I got no where else…”
Shit. Can my Saturday SUCK any more than it does at this moment?
Aw Shit!
This has been my “home” on the innertubes for quiet some time, going on 7 years.
Jeff G – It literally goes without saying that this place is unique, fun, informative, comfortable, and the best place to hang out on the ‘tubes. With you, it is even better.
Karl, Dan, Darleen, et al. – I vote for forging ahead, right here. This is such a unique community. BJ, alpuccino, happyfeet, MayBee, maggie, RTO, BBH, BMoe, Cowboy, Pablo, Lisa, Sarah, Carin, Major John … God knows I am missing countless other wonderful people.
I have shared some of the highest and proudest moments of my life with you people. I have also shared some of my deepest and saddest low points.
I feel like I know you people. You are my friends. People I am proud to call friends. I remember when Madeline Grace was born, how incredible you all were. Better Half was in awe of the outpouring of well wishes. She could not believe the posts, well wishes, the community. People sent cards, and gifts.
I am rambling. My life will be less complete without this place, and that is no exaggeration.
I put my actual email in this time, so if this place is going away, please take note and keep in touch.
alppuccino and I are getting together for a round of golf on Thursday, and I will have al hoist one for everyone. If need be, we will have our version of an Irish wake for this place. But we would rather celebrate all of you.
I mean, honestly. What are ‘we’ gonna do. I think I’ve announced my love for Jeff enough here over the years, but if he can’t do it … what are the REST of us gonna do?
We can’t hang out at Ace’s. Just shit.
How am I going to find out things?
put my actual email in this time, so if this place is going away, please take note and keep in touch.
It is NOTED that you didn’t, JD ;) But, honestly the feeling is mutal. You guys all know STUFF. I like “knowing” people ( in a pretned way ) that KNOW stuff. Makes me feel all smart and shit.
I don’t know what JEff meant by “goodby” – if his site is going dark (since it’s not free) or what. But, if it goes bye-bye, I think we need a back-up plan. Perhaps we could all start posting at SEK’s site or something. Wouldn’t that be funny?
– Karl, Dan, Darleen, TSI, Pablo, any that I’ve missed, and last but not least Feets, I wanted to take the time to collect my thoughts, so here they are such as they “is”.
– I’m not heavy in wealth, as many here are not, but if its just a matter of a few bucks a month to keep the high quality of the site going I can squeeze another pittance out of the rag-tagged monthly budget.
– Losing PW in the ongoing ideological wars would be like Shakespeare losing the working galleys for Macbeth.
– This site, quite frankly, is the premier read for the clear thinking counter-voice against the far-Left noise machine. Period.
– If PW goes away, a very large chunk of our freedom of speech on the intertubes simply disappears. Any such demise means more than just one less voice against the Marxist propagandists that passes for the “intelligencia” these days.
– Parts of whole generations have been indoctrinated into the Socialism mindfuck, and without our voices, Jeff’s and the other writers on here, those confused, bewildered people will have nothing to compare against.
– Since PW represents the cream of Classic Liberal/Independent/Conservative writing on the net that loss would be, in my estimation, and I’m sure all the regulars would agree, of simply disastrous proportions if truth and reality means anything anymore.
– If you want to remain in the background as sort of a grand pubah Jeff, then fine. Killing off the site doesn’t need to be done if thats your real wish. More time for Sachel and the Mrs., enjoying his growing to manhood, more time to write, just more time to enjoy living, whatever.
– I’m probably not saying this well, but I have to believe there are fairly straightforward ways to keep PW alive and well.
– If I can be of any help, I’ll be glad to do what I can. I just do not want to see the shining Classic Liberal city on the hill go away.
I just wanted to mention —
Jeff, if it comes to that (as we all hope it won’t) do please tell the armadillo that he still has friends in Olney. By coincidence, Lester down at the feed store was just asking me about him today. “Ain’t never seen such a dancer,” he said wistfully. Now Lester is 97 and used to live in New Orleans before his kidneys gave out, so he ought to know.
And he needn’t worry about Betty Sue. She married a ranch hand from down by Mingus, and they’ve got a nice doublewide and a four-door Ford dually. Horace isn’t in contention for the Nobel Prize, but he can see lightning and hear thunder. “Them kids can shore dance,” he told me not long ago. “But I reckon that stands t’reason, don’t it?”
You take care, now? And drop in when you can.
Regards,
Ric
johndallen at sbcglobal dot net
Better?
This is such a shitty night. I took my 6 yr old to the Nationwide race and that fucking fucker Kyle Busch won. Then this. This just is teh suxXor.
I’m deep in a bottle of wine, but I’m just wondering if Jeff just isn’t that into us …
Better, JD. I’ll put it in my address book:)
JG is just being petulant.
Ric,
I, of course, have no clue on the inside of that story, but, as I used to drive through Mingus on the way from Waco to Possum Kingdom, and, being born and raised in Wichita Falls, I used to dove hunt between Olney and Seymore…
Well, whatever that your comment to Jeff was about, it also brought out some warm, fuzzy nostalgia over here.
Can we blame you, Cynn?
JG is just being a red wheelbarrow I think, cynn. He’s just doing it somewhere else.
You be nice.
Nice, cynn. You can be a real twat sometimes.
Just think of all of the trolls. O-Dub, before he took the Soros dollars. alphie. PIA fuckin’ TOR. semenkkkleo. thor. nishit. Prof. Caricature. Timmah. IJS. frameone. They are idiots, one and all, and we have been graced with their idiocy. Love to play whack-a-troll, and we have had some of the best.
Jeez, just when I get back here. Oh well, insert cheesy 80’s song.
Well, fuck. Just fuck. I’m dumber now, and I was already pretty freaking dumb. Jeff, do what you have to do, but don’t for one minute think you aren’t absolutely, 100% appreciated and wanted. This place, because of you was (and still is) the absolute cream of the crop. You are the best. Damn, please don’t ever think otherwise. I’ll second alp’s comment about the absolute doucheness of sashal. Fuck you. You’ve proven to be a non serious dumbass time and time again and to tell Jeff to grow up because he doesn’t agree with your head in the sand stance vis a vis islamists, well again go fuck yourself. Truly a midget calling a giant out.
I’ll also second the book writing thing. I’ll buy multiple copies and give to many, many friends. That is a guarantee.
If Junior runs Kyle into the wall and then wins The Brickyard, and then invites me to the after-party, and gives me the 88, if might take a tiny bit of the sting out of this.
I was so looking forward to live-blogging a round of golf with alppuccino.
Jeff, I started reading here way back in 04…maybe 03, but I’m just a stupid mechanic so sometimes I forget?…WE (my family too) have followed you through the highs (Baghdad bunker) and lows (she who must not be named). I have learned so much here, and have even been helped by a fellow reader when a blind panic struck me. YOU sir have made a community that should in some way endure without you, but honestly? It’d be better with you,
Good luck and best wishes (Ash says hugs) in whatever you do…
PLEASE remember? We’re here because of YOU sir, and an occaisional posting would be great?
I have thoroughly enjoyed the time I have spent at PW, and have grown a bit smarter, learning from the good professor and his assistants. Rarely do I comment, but frequent are my visits. It feels like my favorite show has been canceled.
You’re all a good bunch. The best to Jeff and the crew!!
Best of luck to you, Jeff, in whatever you decide to do.
You know, years ago when Jeff would periodically decide to quit it was much more distressing because Jeff WAS Protein Wisdom.. and PW was a very different place in terms of content.. Humor and fiction punctuated by news/politics commentary..
Over most of the last year Jeff has been posting little or nothing and the site has basically been kept alive through the efforts of Dan, Karl, Darleen and the other “Guest” posters.. and they’ve done an excellent job.. PW is different now.. more focused on politics and news.. Different but not less…
I for one liked the old PW.. but I like the new one as much…It’s a team effort involving several talented writers and an unforgettable cast of smart-ass commentators that put a unique icing on the cake..There’s no where else to go because there’s no where else quite like this place. You wont get rid of me easily unless you flat go dark. I hope the “guest posters” that actually make up Team PW will stick around. Maybe pay for the site like a co-op.. I’ll be happy to contribute each month…
Regards,
Jake ‘Ouroboros’ Holmes
I understand. We’ll be here when you come back. Take care.
Ourboros – I concur.
“JG is just being petulant.”
We pet our trolls too much.
We also have sashal who can’t say ‘goodbye’ without adding, “Jeff, when you finally grow up you’ll agree with me.” What a douche bag. But you know what? Trillions of dollars and 150,000 American lives, and we still think liberating and freeing a communist block looser like you was worth it sashal. So you’re FREE to be a boisterous, sniveling prick. But it was men and women from the United States, that think as most of us here do, who gave you that right. That freedom. That liberty. The left would have LEFT you to burn (starve/ be beaten/ gulaged/ you and your family murdered in the night for speaking against the state) in high hippie hopes of their own corner office in an American Politburo.
Better people that you, are the reason you’re ‘here’ at all. Remember that.
Why do I think that sashal, thor, et al, like Al Qaeda if Obama had had his way, will see Jeff’s departure as a ‘retreat’ granting them some kind of huge victory.
Make it a helluva book Jeff.
Looks like I picked the wrong week to stop drinking.
Jeff,
Thank you for your intellectual integrity, your discipline, your insight, and most of all all the time you have put into PW to get to this place at this time.
By all means, call your shot and follow the road where it takes you.
Good luck to you and yours, always.
JD,I disagree with you and your kindred the same way I disagree with Jeff. I will give him high props for not shutting me down, although that is the practice of other less tolerant websites.
I’m with the other commenters as far as donations go…To keep PW alive? I’d sell blood 4x a month( or maybe someone elses, 4x is a little much, and hobos are cheap) and donate it here.
Dan, Karl, Darleen, Sanity Insprector, JHoward,and all the commenters (Looking at YOU Carin) are too important to lose. And Feets? If I was teh gay? I’d love you…we cannot lose this.
The hell?
Shane!! Come back, Shane!!
Also, an additional plea to the regulars to keep the site up.
Otherwise, you are all welcome over at Ace’s. Lord knows we’ve got room.
Lamont, you should consult the archives. The armadillo is something of a free spirit and an incredible dancer. Unfortunately something always came up…
But if Jeff’s gonna be busy, I just wanted the little shellback to know he’s remembered kindly from Archer City to Idalou. It ain’t Denver, by any means, but like the fella said, home’s where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in.
Regards,
Ric
I have been reading posts at this site for years though only recently commented. Jeff sharp wit and commentary was outstanding. I will miss him. If I wanted to know inside stuff and real good news I came here.
Shit, sorry for the triple post, but damn, I’ve been reading here since 2004 it seemed.
Jeff, rest assure you taught this chemist plenty on lit theory and intentionalism.
Hmmmm.
@ Jeff G.
Hey man life happens. And life is far more important overall than blogging.
IMO blogging is what you do if there aren’t other things that you’d rather be doing.
Be well man. And take care.
We’ll continue to post, and we’ll probably keep this place afloat. We may have to offer up some new and appended version of PW and put this in suspended animation for the day when Jeff returns.
We’ve got nowhere to go, either. And we value our relations with all of you. We were lucky to inherit what we have. We’re not going to bug out. We probably will go slowly and feel our way along.
Meanwhile, we’re mulling things over and are grateful for your kind regards and your support. It is a unique community that Jeff’s . . . created? evoked? Also, like you, we need a little time to be bummed out.
I know the feeling.
Best wishes, Jeff.
Dan – you might want to dump the PJM garbage. Kiss of death and all that. Or, hey – believe a Hollywood promise.
What can’t we face if we’re together?
What’s in this place that we can’t weather?
There’s nothing we can’t face.
Except for bunnies.
Ric,
I’m in the archives reading right now…
Purdiest girl I ever danced with was from Archer City. At the Ranch Round Up Rodeo in 1989. I lost her in the crowd after. Went home with a big boobed ugly girl from Henrietta.
One of the saddest nights in my life.
“Otherwise, you are all welcome over at Ace’s. Lord knows we’ve got room.”
I love AOSHQ (I comment over there), but the people that comment here aren’t ‘morons.’ Ric, hf, BBH, JD, BJ, Mikey, NROTrainer, Carin…all of them. Whatever they say would just get lost in the noise.
I really hope you guys keep the lights on here.
Thanks for the kind words, folks.
Truth is, my kid is taking up a lot of my time, and my wife’s work has kept her traveling — meaning that I haven’t had many respites from being a full-time dad. Add to that the other things I’ve been trying to do to help out a friend in need, and I’ve had very little time to post here. And lately, when I do, it feels forced.
I keep meaning to try to come back — to get interested in things enough that I can find a way to get my thoughts down. But then I have to put up with trolls, and being taken out of context, and the personal attacks, etc., and I wonder if it’s worth it.
Then, to top it all off, I read comments like those by Jake, and I just want to go away forever. Dunno why — maybe it’s the realization that everybody and everything is eminently replaceable — but for whatever reason, I do.
We’re trying to get my son enrolled in pre-school this fall. If we can, and I can help my friend finish getting his business turned around, then maybe I’ll be re-inspired.
Right now, I’m just spent.
Hmmm….not evoked, because the commenters (even in the beginning) really created the legend of PW.
Created yes…like a Song in a Tolkein novel. He sang the song and the Ainulindalë sang with him. Together, they created the world.
Dan? You have my Email. I’ll do what I can.
happyfeet,
According to Google, you just rolled out… ‘Buffy?’
I will see your vampire slayer, and raise you one chocolate tycoon.
“That’s the sailor’s way
Faster faster, faster faster
There’s no earthly way of knowing
Which direction we are going
There’s no knowing where we’re rowing
Or which way the river’s flowing
Is it raining, is it snowing
Is a hurricane a-blowing
Not a speck of light is showing
So the danger must be growing
Are the fires of Hell a-glowing
Is the grisly reaper mowing
Yes, the danger must be growing
For the rowers keep on rowing
And they’re certainly not showing
Any signs that they are slowing”
Seems apropos tonight.
Well, dang. I haven’t commented here as much as I used to, but I do enjoy your posts. God speed, Jeff. Family always comes first.
Right on cue, Blitz.
I’m really just the shell. You all are here to cannibalize the crab meat.
Now. Back to my petulance. Which tonight included putting a sick little boy to bed.
Crap. Darleen, Karl, Dan….ya’ll keep writing. Please.
Jeff G., good luck mate.
Jeff is a lot Wonka I think. That would put Dan and Darleen and Karl in the young Charlie whippersnapper role. I think mostly that’s all Ouroboros is meaning and also Blitz. It was never not still Wonka’s factory. Ok maybe it was, but this is my metaphor and I say it wasn’t.
We may have to offer up some new and appended version of PW and put this in suspended animation for the day when Jeff returns.
Perfect, and all we need is a Genesis Device and an empty planet to place them upon.
Jeff? I’m with ya sir. I’ve been a single dad since 92. I was lucky enough to have a Shell francise at the time, so delegation was not a problem.
I’ve been so blessed to bring up my two daughters. It’s been an experience that was so enriching,incredible,OK, just fucking awesome (I SAID I was just a dumb mechanic!) and I’d never give it up in hindsight.
You take care of little Satch, ok? Maybe write your book or screenplay while you have the waking hours…It’d be nice to hear from you every now and then, but hell…I’ll miss you until then
Jeff? as far as #128 goes? I don’t think I put it right. I’m sorry that hurt you. I’m NOT GOOD at expressing myself in type.
Comes the spastic laughter of the grief-stricken at that “this is my…and I say…” construction.
Jeff, wake that prodigal son up with a lime sherbert and ginger ale float (anti-biotics be damned, that was always the strep throat/ tonsilitis kryptonite).
“You all are here to cannibalize the crab meat.”
Nonsense. Nobody’s making crab cakes. You do for you and yours (like we all expect and want you to), and we’ll catch you on the flip side.
We’re not going anywhere.
Keep it going guys.
Oh, no. I’m not Charlie. I’m several Oompa-Loompas, though.
– Jeff, the spent part I can understand. Been there, done that. The detractors part – well, as they say, when people disparage your work, in almost every instance their thinking and words very very seldom have a thing to do with you.
– Besides, as Dan said, without PW where the hell would the trolls go to get their asses riped a new one. So there is that.
Take care Jeff. Your Martha Stewart prison diaries still represent some of the finest satire ever written. PW has been a daily stop for years now, and one that was always worth the time.
Rejoice!
I wonder sometimes if these idiots realize that quips about nobody giving a damn about my site, or even knowing that it was still in operation, is mildly undercut not only by their own notice, but further by their compulsion to comment on it publicly.
It’s like the mirrors in their homes are really TVs showing nothing but “Full House” reruns or something.
Jeff, I lost my kid, but I totally get that your boy needs you a lot. Devote yourself to him and also to your book and your wife.
Ric…OLNEY? Christ, no.
happyfeet wrote: “I was on a train coming home from college when I was little, and the old lady next to me we started talking. She bought me a glass of wine I remember which was nice cause I was too young really. We talked about literature cause I was an english major, and then she mentioned that she had been roommates with Flannery O’Connor. I felt a lot amazed that this could be so, and that there I was on a train in the night drinking a glass of wine with this lady who had known Flannery to where she just called her Flannery. It’s the sort of amazed that I didn’t feel very much anymore, until here really, and pretty regularly now. To find myself in this sort of company, smart and often wise and of feeling and charm, and it remembers me to keep my eyes open. What I don’t do is take it for granted, not at all. You just have to go to other blogs. Cap’n Ed a lot helped me understand.”
You fucker. The most I ever got was riding on a Trailways bus next to a lobotomy patient. She showed me her scars. She was real pleasant, though.
Think of it as an exercise in metacreation, Jeff. Your posts are creative, yes, but the community you’ve attracted is also your creation, guest-bloggers and commenters and trolls… you’ve created something bigger than you intended (or, perhaps, expected), but because you aren’t an omnipotent creator it doesn’t exactly match the original vision. That doesn’t make it failure. Quite the contrary.
You will experience something similar as Satchel grows older. That’s a metaphor, of course, and a fairly weak one. Children become other people, fully and completely, and if they do not that is failure. If the place survives, as I hope it will, it will grow and change in unexpected directions, but there’ll always be a hole in the middle that only Jeff Goldstein can fill. It will help a lot if your muse will occasionally give you something to reward us, OK?
Regards,
Ric
Feets? I come here for Jeff. I stay here because of you,RTO,Maggie,JD, Lostdog, Lisa, Major John, BBH, Carin, TMJUtah, Ourbouros, Obstreperous Infidel, and If Ive forgotten any commenters, I’m sorry.
This is a place to go after the daily insanity of eastern Mass. I love Jeffs posts? but I’ve stayed for a long time now on the strengths of the other posters. Mayby that explains what I meant, maybe not.
Sad news for me, Jeff. Protein Wisdom was one of the first blogs I found in the blogosphere. Best wishes. You know your voice will be sorely missed.
And …
Please don’t think me tacky, but I was going to do this anyway. I’m going to be having back surgery and I’m hoping to find two or three who would like to be co-bloggers at Pal2Pal permanently or at least thru the election.
who the hell is Roger Ailes? No, seriously.
I’m feeling rather Oompa Loompish at the moment. Thanks to all for the encouraging words. Plus what Dan said in #122.
I regret Jeff’s situation, though I think Jeff took Jake’s badly out of context. It was clear to me that Jake was saying that no person is indispensible (don’t tell Obama, pls), but Jeff is irreplaceable. Then again, I imagine that dealing with an ill child does not put one in the frame of careful textual analysis. I certainly hope the lad is improved on the morrow.
JG, a suggestion, one of countless possibilities: Then simply do what you do best — brew something up between Home Depot and karate or whatever you do, and drop it in here during a spare minute or ten.
Then turn away for a few days.
IOW, screw the negative comments, for they you have with you always, so to speak.
You know, Jeff, you really had to work hard to lose me, but you finally have. You’re surrounded by a wonderful group of intelligent, creative readers–readers who would willingly throw themselves into the fray to keep this thing alive despite your moods–and you’re telling them to fuck off, you give up. This is the only place on the web where most of us can come to feel some sort of communion with like minds in a world gone crazy and, to your ego, it still isn’t enough. You don’t realize or appreciate what you have.
Goodbye.
Hey Boss, You created this space and we are here because of it. I know you’ve made me stretch as a writer. You make me laugh and more importantly you make me think.
If you find yourself in a room of horseshit, please try to think “Pony!” (ie ignore the trolls)
I am not only forever grateful you have allowed me to stand on stage in the theatre you built, but I will do my best to keep it in shape for any and all future appearances you want to make, as long as you want, until you decide the board up the place.
I totally understand about the family thing. Know, too, if you and yours want to come to So. Cal for some quiet time and hot meals, my door is always open. I’ll bring the twins over and we’ll let the three rascals have some fun together.
Bummer.
I know that I don’t comment too often, but I have enjoyed the hell out of your posts for years, Jeff. I think you are a talented writer and I wish you all the best, no matter what you choose to do. Thanks for the laughs.
Karl, Dan, Darleen, please keep posting. This place is a rare sanctuary of sanity in a crazy ass blogosphere.
138 Sd… If that was directed at me, you’ve no idea how incoherent that was. Never went to college, I’m just an idiot savant AFA machinery goes. Hell, I can’t even link.
Again, if you’re heart isn’t in it, it’s a waste of your time. Those hacks with book deals that you rightfully resent write whether they’ve got anything to say or not. It’s a hell of a lot easier when you can just reach into the bag of talking points everyday, and even more so when you’re willing to flat out lie about people and events. Unfortunately, there’s a substantial market for that sort of thing and such a market is not going to buy pieces that make them work, words that challenge them. You’re too much work for a lot of people. That speaks well of you, though that and $5.50 will get you a vente mocha with a shot. The upside is the people you have reached, and you’ve reached a lot of them. I’m glad to one of them, and it’s been an honor and a deep and abiding pleasure to be juggling chainsaws and watermelons on the periphery of this brilliant circus you’re created and been ringmaster to.
Eh. I’d just be much less tolerant if I were you.
Well, we’re all gonna die, my friend. The thing is, that which has “replaced” you in your absence is also your creation. You attracted this community and from it came this stable that has kept this place going while you’ve been away. This is still your baby, even if you’re not pounding the keyboard. You should be proud of what you’ve built here, including the cadre of great, smart, funny writers that have been all too happy to keep your chair warm for you and keep the Sitemeter clicking. All that said, the party never really gets going until you roll in. It’s a much better blog when you’re writing it, and I’m certain that all of your guest bloggers would agree, and would also rather be reading you than writing for you, given the choice.
I hope the bug gets you again, right around the time you realize that you have the time. If not, it’s been a fantastic ride, my friend. Heckuva job,
GoldyJeff.“I’m really just the shell. You all are here to cannibalize the crab meat.”
Well, no, Jeff, you’re not the shell. You’re the inspiration and the source, much-needed and ever-appreciated; the heart and soul of PW. And to cannibalize? That’s such a…consumptive term. Things are created and shared here, not so much taken away and consumed.
Many things will become more apparent and stable as you get a few more years under your belt. I can tell you that, as you age, a lot of those inner demons will become quiescent. By the time you make my age, you will be formidable indeed, and your writing will be even more remarkable.
By then, though, I’ll be dead, so please understand my selfishness when I say I’d like to reserve a copy of that book in advance. Autographed, of course, if you please.
Jeff,
Don’t take my comments as a slam.. They certainly weren’t meant that way. You’re anything but replaceable..The PW you created was unique. What you’ve brought to PW has been completely unique..You’re the Vito Corleone of PW.. the Pater Familias.. but PW has grown into something bigger than just you.
In all honesty, over the last 6 years you’ve ‘quit’ numerous times..and praising your work or begging you to stay has never made a difference.. I’ve seen this same thread a few times now.. This last time you were gone quite awhile.. PW would have withered and died had Dan, Karl, Darleen and the rest not stepped in and provided a steady flow of quality content.. and more importantly a stable place for the PW family to stay in contact.
If you’re serious about leaving now, that’s unfortunate.. Your work is brilliant and it WILL be missed.. but at the same time I hope Michael, Sonny, Connie and Clemenza.. even Fredo will step in as they have in the past and keep the family alive..
I didn’t take Jake out of context. I know Jake. I’ve dealt with Jake in the past.
As for ahem’s comment… so it goes. When he runs a free site for 7 years and gets to feeling overwhelmed by the responsibility of having to put up daily posts or else constantly feel indebted to the guest bloggers for keeping things alive while he can’t seem to muster the will, he can lecture me on ego.
Personally, I think it’s more guilt. But then, I’m just a dick and a quitter. I mean, I OWE YOU!
Now, get on with the dancing!
Oompa Loompa’s ? This night just keeps getting worse. Good Alleh, what is wrong with you people ?!
Jeff, you could start singing with Groucho,
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jCvz8y_DUSY
I’m not even going to mention sombreros. Or little scaly fuckers not in any way, shape, or form in residence.
My upper lip, it could cleave bricks, it could.
And I can’t dance. My daughters both carry TASERS and have no compunction about using them.
Or maybe I did take Jake out of context, I don’t know. If so, sorry.
I went out this evening with my family — my wife got a call this afternoon from her boss telling her to go to Dallas tomorrow, another last minute trip tearing at our time together — and it was at that point that I realized that I just haven’t cleared enough time for us all to spend together.
Couple that with the fact that I feel like I’ve been forcing things (Obama and McCain depress me), and I just thought it best to give the people who’ve kept this site alive the option to go find greener pastures, if they wish.
Some of you here take that as a sign of my selfishness or egoism. That’s fine. I like an ego stroke as well as the next guy — no doubt about it.
But (and I’m sorry to disappoint you), this is about priorities. I promised to help a friend. Promised. And it’s taking up a lot of my time.
I am constantly tired. Constantly spent. Constantly guilt ridden that I haven’t posted on this site — which has me suffering from writer’s block for the first time in years.
On top of that, I know that there are people out there reading like my pal ahem who have just been looking for an excuse to take their shot at me — to tell me what they really think. Righteous outrage! They have earned that right! I should be used to it by now, but it never gets easier.
Still, 7 years is a long time to give away free shit, so if you want to call me a quitter or an egoist, fine. But that isn’t going to resonate. At least, not with me.
I hear you, Mr. Goldstein, is what this is to say.
No, Jeff, you don’t owe us anything.
Being a writer is odd. We readers are here to feed your ego, in the hope that it will respond by putting out something we can consume. But nobody writes much without having that ego and the hunger for feeding it. If the hunger’s been satisfied, or if what we can give is dust and ashes… it’s a disappointment, is what it is. Life will happen anyway. It’ll just have a piece missing.
Regards,
Ric
– Yeh, yeh, they pay no attention to PW, forgot it even existed.
– Then they do a post that says they set their watches by PW’s heart beat.
– There is no single element of their entire lives that they don’t lie about. Must be a real bitch of a way to live.
If you write “Intentionalism for Dummies”, I’d buy a copy.
Thanks for all of your time and best wishes to you.
Stepping into the comments here was probably a mistake. But after I gave the kid his medicine and listened for a spell to my wife arguing with the good folks at United, I thought maybe I could find a spark here.
It was dumb of me. One should have the good sense to exit gracefully.
You know, you should be able to do absolutely everything you’d like to do. If you hadn’t been punished with a child and trapped under the bootheel of the Matriarchy, you’d be a free and wild flower, bending in whichever direction you found the sun most warming. I think you should reach out to Jill and Co for advice on how to right this terrible injustice.
Jeff, the pressure your feel is not from anyone in this community. It comes from inside you. If you don’t want to post, then you shouldn’t. There’s nothing worse than a forced, fake post. Men just can’t get away with that sort of thing.
If, at some point, you get that familiar tingle up your leg, that urge to post, then there’s your cue. Rely on spontaneity, not on a deadline or a sense of requirement, a feeling that you ‘owe’ anybody anything. Because we can spot a fake from a mile away!
So long, Jeff–hope the blog sabbatical is short. You might find new inspiration, and fodder, in November.
Best of luck with all…
I appreciate your commenting here, Jeff, and explaining what’s going on. Otherwise, there would have been endless, bootless speculation.
Godspeed, JG.
In the end, we are all JG!
Salute, from the GN Minister of PsyOps.
Large
Giggling, but far from unkindly, at Jeff just now.
Jeff – I get you. Did the blog thing, nowhere near as huge but it had its moments. Eventually, yeah, maybe its just done. Like its just right to write The End somewhere.
FWIW, PW was one of the first I found way back then. Your reach exceeded my grasp at times, but man I learned from you [and SDB and alot of others, terribly missed and fondly remembered].
The back-to-life thing is rewarding on its own, though. Like a weight has been taken away.
Other than that, no idea of anything else that influenced your decision. Just wishing you well, hoping you’ll write & that I’ll see you again.
Eat shit and die, you lousy fuck.
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One should have the good sense to exit gracefully.
Fuck that. How is your muse to find you if you don’t raise some hell?
Buma, go look at the Ailes site, and tell me where I got that. If you can.
oh. I made mine up all by myself.
Here’s a hint:
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buma can’t even get the concept of an echo chamber straight.
So, is Buma some missing appendage of Roger (NOT affiliated with Rush Limbaugh) Ailes?
A scrotal sac, maybe?
Jeff G – I speak only for myself when I say I hope you and yours are able to find the balance needed. I hope the guest bloggers and YOUR community keep the lights on should you ever get that urge to return. If that comes again, we will all be better for it. If not, you can be proud of your creation as it is today. Make no mistake about it. You have done well.
sparky factor: +6 there I think, JD
I am not sure what a sparky factor is, but +6 sounds good.
It is. One of the highest yet I think.
On the contrary. I’ve found an excellent echo chamber right here — which was the point of the Ailes post.
I see that when some of you leave the echo chamber and troll elsewhere you’re not so polite.
sparky factor: -9
Started reading you in 04, then Katrine came along(I live in New Orleans) and as a result I was off the net for better part of three years as I tried to put personal family life, home and business back together–so I know the pressures that one’s personal life can bring to bear–so good luck to you in coping with whatever personal hurdles
you have to vault.
But on another level, I’m sorry to read you up post complaining about personal attacks. Hell, man, they should just be a conformation that your doing something right the more the bastards squeal. Such attacks should only make you more determined to give, not as good as, but better than you get. I had a Chief Master Sargent (USAF) that used to work for me that once said: “Capt., you better get here by 7:59 every morning, cause if you get here at 8:01 you’ll be two minutes behind the bastards for the rest of the day.” SO—–just remember, the SOB’s never quit because they don’t have any other life–Ignore them and press on–chortling all the way. You
don’t need the approval of ANYONE excepting yourself, family and your God.
Ah, geeze. I was afraid this day might come.
Happy trails, Jeff. Best of luck in your future endeavors. Perhaps if Karl, Dan and Darleen keep this gig going, you can pop in on occasion and remind us why we came here in the first place.
Slainte!
Oh. My people come from there. Oklahoma. On my dad’s side.
“I see that when some of you leave the echo chamber and troll elsewhere you’re not so polite.”
Might just be the timing. And, since you’re in the know, WTF is a roger ailes? Does Roger Ailes know he has an ankle biter scarfing up his misplaced web hits? Talk about identity theft…small roger really is a mendouchous sort.
“I see that when some of you leave the echo chamber and troll elsewhere you’re not so polite.”
Stupid is a nasty disease. Best to do an uncomfortable intervention and treat it head on.
Granted this palce has been around for a while & a bit, but you picked the wrong thread to be stupid Buma.
Tonight, go be stupid somewhere else.
Screw ’em Jeff. Get away and life goes on and you get the bonus of recharging the batteries. You have a very loyal following who will jump at the chance to read what you write when you feel like writing. You have a good solid name in the world of blogging and no one is going to forget you. Take it from one who has had to take time out every so often to reset priorities, you always come back better for it and in ways you couldn’t have imagined.
Oh, and there is nothing stopping you from stopping by and saying a quick “hi.” Life is way too short to hold it back with guilt. Do not let people so petty they would expect you to put their needs above your duty to your son, wife, and family AND yourself cause you even a whisper of a guilt pang. They aren’t worth it and you know it.
Yup, Oklahoma. Inasmuch as I like saying utterly random things like that.
Hey buma. Do you often come across groups of people you don’t know having a conversation, wade into the middle of it and start insulting everyone, then wonder why they tell you to go fuck yourself?
Go fuck yourself, buma.
Buma, I don’t think your comment was removed. You prolly just did something else ignorant, like forgetting to close a link.
Glad I made an impression on you. Lucky are you you’re not sitting next to me. That sort of impression might leave a mark.
I insulted nobody. The foul language belongs to you folks.
Get lost. Take your preening ego somewhere else.
“buma” = “bulimic pneuma”?
I swear this pack of smokes was full when this thread started.
I’ve switched to a pipe, feets.
hf,
I thought I had enough to last until tomorrow, but now I’m not so sure…
By the way, serr8td, where is/i> my comment you are referring to in 197? Sorry, spies — the mystery of the name buma went down the memory hole. You’ll have to keep guessing.
hey, my people too! most of them OU grads and I don’t believe I’ve ever heard a certain term. Probably because they don’t talk like retards.
feets,
Might I suggest that new ‘pineapple express’…or at least Texas Bluebonnet?
For the retards I guess the above makes the Che/Obama takeover easier to swallow, for the rest of us it makes the inevitable gun fights more fun.
Really late to this..just got back from my 20 year HS reunion (yikes). Jeff, please take care of yourself and your family, they’re the real priority. It’s a bummer that you’re leaving, and I hope you’ll be back. But if you don’t, that’s cool, you know where things really matter, and that’s the most important thing. As for Dan, Karl, TSI, Darleen, and others, please keep it up. I love this place, Jeff or no Jeff.
pineapple express I remember as a movie coming out and also that’s what they call it when storms hit California from out by Hawaii. Not that that really happens a lot.
Sad bunnies.
I support you in your decision, Jeff. You’re making the right decision for yourself and your family. Sometimes I think I should do the same thing, and I only comment.
Why don’t you converse with your guest posters and find which of them is most devoted to moving forward? Then sell it for a dollar?
Or lease it if you prefer, with the written understanding you retain the right to buy it again for a dollar, and they have to notify you before shutting it down or letting hosting lapse? Assuming they would go for it.
Alright Jeff, don’t make me do this.
Dude, when the Satchmo’s in school it’s going to be really different. See, I’m not so worried, because I know that you know that a writer writes. You figure you want to be a writer when you grow up, right? Well you are grown, and my friend, you are a writer. And I know somewhere, somehow, you will write. A lot, I bet. And the writer’s paycheck will eventually come. But if you think you should get another paycheck in the meantime, just do it. It’s a stepping stone. We need another William F. Buckley, for our times, and you’re perfect.
The best to you and yours. And the best of luck to your friend and his business.
yours/
peter.
Truly sorry to hear this. PW has been a daily read for the past 3 years…in which time I’ve laughed a lot and learned quite a bit as well. Sincere thanks to the bloggers and commenters who’ve made this place so unique. I’ll keep coming back every day as long as it’s up and running. Take care, Jeff.
You and Ace were the two guys who got me hooked on blogs. DAMN YOU, JEFF GOLDSTEIN! Seriously, good luck. If everyone else is staying, I’ll continue to occasionally post my blitherings on pop culture and music.
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PW is, IMNSHO, the quintessence of the ascending communications paradigm. I could exhaust many words demonstrating this assertion, but this nefarious onscreen keyboard thwarts me. Suffice to say for now (or until I get to a real keyboard anyway) that Jeff’s inestimable brilliance in engendering such a thing is already starting to shape a profound return. I intend to do what I can to expedite that return. What I can’t and don’t need to expedite is the place in history I believe Jeff will ultimately occupy.
“Return” as in ROI, don’t ya know.
Good luck, Jeff. Sorry to see you go; I know that sometimes you gotta make choices.
BUT I hope to God that your choice is to write a great big honking book about semiotics, intentionalism, and secret-agent dolphins doing coke.
Anything else, and the terrorists have won.
Dammit, left a tag open.
Jeff,
I think I know where you are coming from. I am tired too. The only difference is that I can keep on in my fight, tired or not – whereas you need to be interested, rested and willing because you have been doing something creative/artistic, original. I can plod on helping the Iraqi Army, but writing, excuse me, high quality writing, isn’t something you can do like hauling and stacking sacks of beets or something.
I would stop looking in on the comments (ironic, me addressing this to you then, no?). Let the guests run the site and come back, if ever, later on. Maybe take a peek in about three or four months. See if you miss it. If not, hand it over and say goodbye forever – if you find the desire again, come back with a vengance.
– Saying hi to you MJ. Hope all is well – Sempre fi
Jeff, you will be in my prayers and my thoughts. I think you need to take care of yourself first. You know what the priorities are and you need to follow what feels right to you. Sometimes we just need a break from things. You have that right as well and there is absolutely nothing to feel guilty about. You have done a marvelous job and I hope your gift will always be valued and used in your future passions. I wish you the very, very best for you and your family. Thank you for all your hard work and your very long commitment here. You didn’t have to but you did. Thanks!
I thought I would feel better about this when I woke up. Not so much.
Off to The Brickyard, where I cannot figure if I want to see Junior win more than I want to see Kyle Busch in a wall.
Oh, and nishit is an idiot.
Maybe take a peek in about three or four months. See if you miss it. If not, hand it over and say goodbye forever – if you find the desire again, come back with a vengance.
After I came off the road the last time I was seriously burnt out on music, and in a horrible rut playing guitar. I packed all of them away but one, and stuck it in a corner. Every now and then I would pick it up and see if I played something new. Eventually I did and playing was fun again.
Does this mean we’ll have no Obama podcast debate?
PW was a comfortable slugfest stain on the internet. Nice of you to make it happen.
Peace!
O!
PS. To all those I abused – you mostly deserved it. Ha!
Just Damn.
Come back when you can.
PS. To all those I abused – you mostly deserved it. Ha!
Thank you master, I am not worthy.
We will miss you.
Luck to you in whatever you do.
Just begging for a beating, aren’t’cha.
Good.Stop throwing pearls before swine.(I don’t mean all of you are swine. Most of you aren’t. But for every creative moment wtriting for PW, there are endless hours dealing with idiots and spammers and, unfortunately, stalkers. It’s a lot of work for no money.) Let’s write our book .
At the risk of sounding like an even bigger sycophant, Jeff, there are no greener pastures. But as others have said, take care of yourself and that family as there is nothing more important. I think, or at least hope, you’ll be back as you are too damned good to stay quiet. Your guest bloggers are fine in their own right, but it is Jeff Goldstein, that makes Protein Wisdom the greatest blog, evah. Your style, intellect and wit are unmatched and unbelievably unique. I can’t tell you how to deal with the trolls and other morons that snip at your ankles, but will echo earlier sentiments that that just means you are doing something right. This is about more than just differences in ideologies for these cretins. They fear you, because they know you own them. Ah, enjoy that boy, enjoy your wife and enjoy your life outside of blogging. I know I’ll keep both eyes open awaiting for more of Goldstein brilliance, though. Take care.
Excellent point, Clarice. The book. Yes, the book.
Well, just shoot.
I’ll echo the good wishes and support of all of the great members of this unique community. I’ve learned so much and appreciate the bon vivant of the crew here.
Here’s hoping that the place will remain open and there will be a grand return of the “The Master.”
I want to publish a large, handsome, artistic coffee table book illustrating all the balls-and-pricks I scribbled into each of your little, dreamy books.
With a delicate tilt of my hand I will render nuanced boners atop your words.
Holy crap. I come back from holiday to find my favourite writer is going walkabout. Now how am I going to get educated?
I agree with peter jackson that things get easier when the sprogs go off to school, and I can’t believe such a talented writer could leave this medium. I will miss you.
But please, all you regular PWers, don’t go away. It’s kind of like home.
Dayum, would somebody please give Thor a hug. The guy needs some love.
Jeff, good luck and thanks for the good times.
Just the other day, looking at your Swingline Stapler post, I realized how much I owe you.
I hope you have nothing but good in your life.
Jeff, yours was the first blog that I actually ever read, and you got me hooked. Thanks for the insights, the humor, and the chance to (virtually)meet a lot of very interesting people — and marvel at some Olympic class idiots along the way (Hi, actus, nishi, saschal, et al!!).
I really hope that Karl, Darleen, and the rest of the squatters can keep the armadillo farm from being foreclosed. I would truly miss it.
oh for pities sake.
go now and dont come back until ur ready to pimp your book on line.
an guess wat?
u do owe us, an the rest of the world, and u owe YOURSELF and YOUR FAMILY that fuckin book!
goldberg, whittle, reynolds, lileks, dont have a quarter of your talent, man.
if u can’t do the blog and RL and write The Book, scrap the blog.
pretty damn easy to prioritize that.
i have perfect confidence in u, like i said, u are the XGames of political blogging.
if i could reach down ur throat and rip that book out of your guts, i would.
but i can’t, and u have to do it for yourself.
good journey, Jeff.
((((hugs))))
It was a damned good run, homes. I’ll miss ya. Hopefully you’ll be back one day. In the meantime I hope the ‘coven’ keeps the lamps trimmed and burning.
JeffG,
This little sea-monkey farm that prospered from your husbandry, has some fine fat sea-monkey kings in it now to clean the pool while you are away.
You might have to fight them and catch-wrestle them if you come back, I guess. More likely the opposite. Sea-monkeys just can’t quit you.
Do you have mixed feelings about having your creation, your brand, re-badged or added to? Because I think it would be lovely if PW carried on a bit, and you popped in when the mood hit.
You know I like this blog and all, and I enjoy Jeff’s writing and weird way of putting things, but this is what, his third time he’s quit? See you when you start up again.
As an insignificant poster, Jeff, all the best. Do what you have to do. We’ll all miss you. Come back if and when you can.
I BID YOU GOOD DAY, SIR!
Jumbled emotions here, Jeff. You’ve put yourself out on a ledge, over a cliff, and those who love you may not want you there, and you may not want to take them there with you. There are a lot of loose pebbles and rocks that have tried to fall on your head out there on the ledge, and they don’t hurt just you. It is true that no good deed goes unpunished: the Devil will not stand by and allow it. You’ve done a lot a good and left PW a body of work that will continue to enlighten and challenge. Thank you for the thoughts you’ve shared here, and for having an open forum for invited and, like me, uninvited guests.
My prayer, Jeff Goldstein, is for the safety, health, and happiness of you and your loved ones. May you be a blessing for all you pass, and fare well wherever you fare. Shalom!
Good luck, Jeff. I’ll miss your wit and that high quality citizen journalism I had hoped to get during the DNC.
Jeff Goldstein, you Magnificent Bastard!
There, it just had to be said.
Idiocy is ingrained in that one, nishit.
End of the Line……
Jeff Goldstein calls it quits.
I was saving this for my own EOL post, but, well, apropos and all of that.
Thanks for the run, Jeff….
I was looking forward to reading Jeff’s DNC convention coverage – whether he was actually there or not – but I don’t begrudge him his decisions about his priorities.
Best wishes – thanks for your thoughts and observations.
And learn a lesson from Allahpundit – keep the domain. I’d hate to see this URL overrun with porn.
–
I have continued to enjoy this site even though Jeff has been ditching class all semester. Although I love Jeff’s posts, I will continue to enjoy it now that he has graduated. Karl, Darleen and Dan, please let us know what we can do to help keep this site open.
I second those who would be willing to cough up some coin. I will squeeze some coin out of my rather depressing financials (fucking gas prices)if you guys decide to keep the shop open.
…like i said, u are the XGames of political blogging.
/winces…
Be quiet, nishi. Trust me, just don’t say anything else.
Well, I think it is noble of you to take such a step, and am willing to sacrifice my enjoyment of your posts to help our boys and girls in the field. But it is you who is volunteering to make the greatest sacrifice, and for that I salute you, and all members of the armed forces.
In the last few months there have been two sites I’ve tended to keep visiting even as my interest in the rest of the blogosphere fades. This has been one of them.
As much fun as PW always is it’s a lot less fun without Jeff, and these days that may be enough to make a difference.
If Jeff returns to blogging and y’all don’t hear from me soon after, somebody give me a shout, okay?
What the heck does #253 mean? Sincerely, a reader in Baghdad. Yes, who is in the Armed Forces.
I think Mark’s trying to make the jocular suggestion that Jeff’s leaving the blog to enlist, because only those enlisted should be able to support Bush’s War.
Look for me on TV today. I am the one in the Jr. 88 hat in Turn 1.
[…] in Jeff’s Goodbye post (arrivederci, I hope), commenter MarkC offers the following valediction: Comment by MarkC on […]
SONOFABITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
There, now it’s out of my system(WHAP!) <-(Cave Bear Paw making hole in the wall). Well, sorta.
Jeff, I rather doubt you know who I am, given that I don’t post much around here (I know when I’m outclassed), but I’ve been hanging around here for the past few years, plus I’ve been doing what is now called blogging since about 1990. Also, I’ve been to a boatload of other blogs over the past several years as well, and I can say categorically that I can count on the fingers of one hand the number of blogs I’ve seen that have the consistently high level of intellectual rigor that yours does.
You will be sorely missed.
However, I do hope that once the crumb cruncher gets into pre-school, and your bud’s business starts firing on all thrusters, that you will be back now and then to give us the benefit of your insight. I also hope that Karl, Dan, Darleen, Craig and the rest will keep the lights on here until you feel ready to come home again.
BTW, regarding all the lies, being “taken out of context”, etc that you have experienced, I’ve got a news flash for you, son. As I mentioned before, I’ve been doing this in various forms for almost twenty years, and if there’s one thing I’ve learned is that this is SOP for the proggies, and it has been ever thus.
Why? Because it’s all they have. The Lefties have no logic, they have no facts, they have no case. Therefore all they have left to use are lies, misdirection, “spin”, etc, to obscure the fact that they are clueless about damn near anything.
So please don’t let them get you down. Believe me, the motherfuckers are NOT worth it.
In any case, all the best to you and your family, and hope to see you back in the saddle again soon.
The Cave Bear
Oh, heck. And I was up at my parents enjoying a weekend, and puttering around the lake on the pontoon, so I missed this until I got home and could check the innertubes.
Good Luck and Godspeed with what you are doing. Illegitimai Non Carborundum*.
*My best recollection of the sign in the Dearborn High School teachers lounge, home of the Perpetual Pot of Coffee (Juan Valdez is Watching You!!).
Now wtf I am to do with this armadillo running around the house drinking all my top shelf liqueur begging me to spank him? If you do not pick up soon he is going to give someone leprosy.
Best of luck with all your future endeavors. You will be missed.
Oh, yes, I forgot.
Thank you for everything. Until we meet again. And to keep on the ‘old times’ theme:
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres,
She has-n’t been kissed for for-ty years,
Hink – y, Dink – y “Par – ley voo.”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
Our top kick in Ar-men-tieres
Soon broke the spell of forty years,
Hink – y, Dink – y “Par – ley voo.”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
O Ma-de-moi-selle from gay Pa-ree,
You certainly did play h—– with me.
Hink – y, Dink – y “Par – ley voo.”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
One night I had a “beau-coup” jack,
Till a Ma-de-moi-selle got on my track.
Hink – y, Dink – y “Par – ley voo.”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
The Ma-de-moi-selle from St. Nazaire,
She never washed her under-wear.
Hink – y, Dink – y “Par – ley voo.”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
The colonel got the Croix de Guerr,
The sun-of-a-gun was ne-ver there.
Hink – y, Dink – y “Par – ley voo.”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
Twas a h—- of a war as we recall,
But still, ’twas better than no war at all.
Hink – y, Dink – y “Par – ley voo.”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
With her I flirted, I confess,
But she got revenge when she said “yes”
Hink – y, Dink – y “Par – ley voo.”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
The doughboy he went over the top
Be-cause he had no place to stop.
Hink – y, Dink – y “Par – ley voo.”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
From gay Pa-ree he heard guns roar,
And all he learned was ‘je t’adore”.
Hink – y, Dink – y “Par – ley voo.”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
The day we sailed away from Brest
I said “Good-bye” and thought the rest.
Hink – y, Dink – y “Par – ley voo.”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
Twelve long, rainy months or more,
I spent hunting for that war.
Hink – y, Dink – y “Par – ley voo.”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
Where are the girls who used to swarm
About me in my uniform?
Hink – y, Dink – y “Par – ley voo.”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
Ma-de-moi-selle from Ar-men-tieres “Par – ley voo,”
You might for-get the gas and shell
You’ll never for-get the Ma-de-moi-selle
Hink – y, Dink – y “Par – ley voo.”
Armadillos, vacuity, endless self-referential garble.
Jeff–from the bottom of my heart–fuck you and your hydroencephalic prick kid. No one cares about you and/or your little pink dick.
There, I just said it! What needed to be said!
Aw, fuck.
Lamb Cannon,
you’re a classless, semen-encrusted bubo on the ass of society.
FOAD.
Fuck. Jeff is leaving. The commissar has become a lefty. This leaves Allah as the last of my favorite bloggers from the 2004 election to remain. I’ll really miss your posts, man.
Lamb Cannon’s comment could use some creative editing. I know Jeff doesn’t do that, but I always enjoy it at the blogs that do.
[…] Goodbye, 2008/07/27 at 1:48 […]
Hi, guys.
Those of you in the know, find out for me who lamb cannon is, and I will go forth and take the assault charge.
IP: 72.23.88.99
Used a hotmail address, of course, because s/he is a cowardly fuck. Lefties going after a guy’s kid. Perfect. Will they never learn?
Come on out of your hiding place, “Lamb Cannon.” Have the courage to put your thoughts in your own name.
Not likely, I realize.
Try this site for clues, guys.
Oh Jeff, don’t be a pussy. I have been doing whatever it is I do on my blog for 7 years, too. I have blogged from the hospital while my son was in surgery. Several times. If you want to stop, stop. Quitter. This is a totally new art form. Trim down those huge posts of yours to the essentials. You seem to have two speeds: sober (long-ass posts) and drunk (short posts, even shorter on sanity).
Combine them (the styles) is my suggestion. Your head will go all Scanners if you quit writing for a guaranteed audience. And tolerate no troll. They attach themselves to you like leeches, and suck the life from you. I delete with such extreme prejudice that they have quit coming around. Fuck the First Amendment.
You have talent, and a recognizable style, and more wryness than a loaf of pumpernickel. Write when you can, where you can, then post it as you have time.
Just some thoughts…
Here’s the something about the site’s author, Scott Clevenger, who I suspect might be our guy: http://www.amazon.com/Better-Living-Through-Bad-Movies/dp/059540023X
Some info:
A martial artist. So it’ll be a fair fight, at least.
JeffG,
Thank you for what you’ve written.
Focusing on your wife, your family, is always the top priority. Our desire to read your words should rank with an operating coffee pot, well down on the list.
Best to you, friend.
Martial artist? Are you sure that it didn’t say “raging pussy”? I love how they keep track of your comings and goings, Jeff. You own them. It’s that simple.
Jeff,
I just had to weigh back in one more time.
I am sitting here with dewy eyes reading the comments.
I wish you and your family the absolute best of everything. I have a little boy, too, and understand what an amazing gift a child can be. I live almost as a street urchin to take care of my son, and make sure that he has the best of everything. If your son is half as amazing as mine (and I’m sure he is with a dad like you), whatever you need to do is whatever you need to do.
Once again, I just don’t have the words to express my gratitude for PW. This place is an oasis of laughs and sanity in a world gone crazy. There is nothing on the web that can even compare to PW. And I do mean nothing. This has become my living room, where friends come and make me think, but mostly make me laugh and laugh.
Thank you so much, Jeff. Being the guy at the wheel probably gives you no idea how much fun we have in the back seat, or the love that is implicit every time we log on.
Go with God, Jeff. I am so thankful that you and PW have become such a happy part of my life, and I’m sure, everyone but a few progg children, agrees with me.
PW is just short of a miracle in my life, and it was you that put it there.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. A million times, thank you!
Tom Schulz
The Lost Dog
Oh. And PS, Jeff.
Come back soon. This whole insane family loves the shit out of you, and you will be sorely missed.
That is all.
I see the cowardly fuck hasn’t been back. Color me surprised.
ushie,
Just a lobotomized whack?
I spent eight hours on a bus going to Oneonta from NYC (a three hour ride if your not on a fuckin’ Trailways bus)with this really good looking girl who was loaded on speed. She was really hot looking.
Shit. By the time I got off the bus, not only did I not want to do her anymore, but she’s lucky that I didn’t rip her eyeballs out of her fuckimg “Alvin and the Chipmunks” head. I figured that if I did that, and then shoved her eyeballs down her throat, she might stop blathering for a couple of minutes. And this was at a time when my testesterone was pedal to the metal.
She was a very lucky girl, I have to say.
Jeff,
Rock on. Do yer own thing.
Major John,
I hope you’re not leaving. You are one of my favorites here (and I would suspect that many feel that way, too).
Your insight and experience is always a kick to me, and I have learned an awful lot from reading your comments. It is so cool to get information from Iraq that doesn’t come from a Green Zone hotel bar, or one of Obama’s brain farts.
And, once again, thank you so much for what you do. Truly. Not all Americans are children – even if the drive bys would try to have us believe that we are.
I say, Lost Dog, stiff upper lip and all that. Mustn’t let Jerry see you wobble.
Are you reading this, Mr David Brown of Renfrew PA?
Come out, come out — well, not, like, you know… — wherever you are!
This is not good news. I don’t comment much, but I read multiple times a day. I’ve learned more here than I did in college where I learned a lot about whisky and a little about Faulker, so it wasn’t exactly time wasted, but still. This place is quality.
Regardless, don’t let the boy-lovers get you down. Expose them before they expose themselves.
One could always hope that those who lack class would not drop by and prove the point. But NOOOOOOO! They can’t do that.
BECAUSE OF THE LACK OF CLASS.
Karl….do you suppose that maybe, just maybe, you could stick this post to the top and refrain from posting over it…
oh, say, for 24 hours maybe?
One of the gods of Known Blogspace is passing.
nishi,
I do not have the privileges to reschedule one of Jeff’s posts. I agree with the sentiment.
Jeff,
I’ve really appreciated this site over the (many) years. This was the 2nd blog I discovered. Your stuff is absolutely legendary. Hope you find it in your heart someday to come back. This is one of only a few blogs I regularly pay to read. Dan, Darleen, Karl, et al. PLEASE continue to write here. I have paid and will pay for your stuff too!
Jeff, I have enjoyed reading your Deep Thought* processes.
*name of the computer in Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy.
Look at the bright side: it gives Dan Collins all the more space to out former girlfriends.
Acknowledging a debt…
About four years ago, I fell in love with Jeff Goldstein’s writing at protein wisdom. I think it started with the “Overheard inside a Fallujah bunker” series, one example of which is…
David Brown is a furry who collects plush dolls and hates him those breeders.
He was probably in IT at some point, but may now be unemployed. He has an eBay presence, as well.
Hell, when and if I come back, I think I’ll make him my own little internet bitch.
Thanks, Mark. It would be terrible of me, indeed, to speak truth of those whom I acknowledge knowing.
Y’know, so much worse than lies.
An eBay presence and a MySpace manner and a Gawkerish glint in his eye.
Um. Just playing. I really haven’t gotten caught up yet I don’t think.
I wondered about that too really.
But the guy is still a dick what should watch his mouth I think.
Fuck. So many simpletons, so little time. LaDonne you bring shame to morons.
Right, LaDonne (nice plural), there’s nothing wrong about someone referring to a very young child as a hydroencephalic prick. Nothing at all. I know you yourself wouldn’t mind it.
LaDonne now you’re just being a cooze. You made your point already.
You know what you need, LaDonne? A fucking life. This is so not your business that it’s hard to explain how much.
As for credibility, you’d be about the last dumbass I’d look to to elucidate the concept.
Actually for real I had tripped over the syntax of the Brown comment in the same way LaDonne took it. I can see how she can carve out that kind of interpretive space there.
But LaDonne is a cooze and the furry guy, he is also a cooze. I’m going to my quiet place now.
You’re an idiot, LaDonne. I see you don’t have an email address, either, so invested in your integrity you are.
Nice to see you’re taking ownership, demonstrating accountability.
I for one didn’t so trip, hf, and I still haven’t. I think Jeff read the comment just as it was meant and this LaDonne person hasn’t got a clue what she’s talking about. As to the charge that the whole thing was a set-up made to entrap assholes like herself? Bullshit.
I’m vanilla?
Racist.
Hey, guess what? I don’t have to put up with anyone I don’t want to put up with! Cool, eh? So all the LaDonne shit will be subsequently mulched into spam.
Mmmm. Spam!
I don’t care who you are, and I’m content with whatever fans I may have, be they ever so few. Meanwhile, I think you ought to learn some Italian before you attempt to employ it. And your twatishness, generally, isn’t buttressed by any honesty I can make out, so apart from pointing out that you’re mendouchious, I’ve nothing much to say to you.
Well I tripped and then I got back up is all. It’s just an awkward construction, and the next sentence is disjunctivey. And, who talks like this really? It’s not the language of clarity I don’t think.
I say let it stay. It seems to have a peculiar talent for discrediting itself.
MULCHHHHH!
You can nuke mine too if you want.
“Jeff–from the bottom of my heart–fuck you and your hydroencephalic prick kid.”
Nope, still not seeing it.
This lambcannon thing gets weirder yet, check the stuff SarahW is linking.
Translation: “I don’t get it so it must be invalid. Or, you know, if you don’t get it the same way I do.”
He has no command of meter, that’s for sure.
Jeff: Goodbye!
Translation: This is an invitation to threaten my kid.
MULCHHHH!
You know, so I can make big money off of it, the way I always do!
MULCHHHH!
LaDonne, fuck you and your son, the hydroencephalic prick.
You’re the best Jeff
*****
I’m probably just reading this wrong, so maybe somebody with better interpretive skills than I can decipher it.
Now the bucks ought to start rolling in, eh?
MULCHHHH!
LaDonne is that creepy, pinch-faced Michelle chick that shouldn’t be teaching but is and who is quite often drunk and feels compelled to comment here no matter how many times I ask her to leave.
All I had to do was search “ladonne35” in the comments, and voila! There it was, complete with a link to its site.
What happened, get tired of stalking Sparkle, sweetie?
And by “sweetie,” I of course mean “one of the ugliest human beings what ever crawled out of a mommy hole.”
Jeff:
Sorry to see you go. I hope to see you around again, sometime.
Take care of the kid. That’s the most important thing; don’t let anyone tell you differently.
Slart
oooh, is that like S.P.E.C.T.R.E?
do they get jumpsuits?
Oh. I don’t remember her ever being that caustic. More just loopy.
MULCHHH!
MULCHHH!
Incidentally, my name is linked when I’m signed in on a particular browser. Other times it isn’t. No mystery, really.
There’s no winning in a battle of wits with you, Michelle. It’s like shooting (unarmed) fish in a barrel.
well, you know, we had a mulch fire here in Dallas the other day.
MULCHHH!
That seems quite ironic about now, doesn’t it?
Oh, gosh, it must be painful to be outed, so, Michelle.
damaged.
You saw someone wiggle what you thought might be Jeff’s little pink dick, so you swallowed it, and now you blame everyone else.
Did you check out the Jonas Brothers’ New House thing at your link maggie? Good for them.
Well, I’ll tell you what, little fish. You’re not worth the hook. So, please don’t mind as I tug your guts out. It’s just awful the way you’ve been played. Lucky for me, I haven’t any compunction.
I didn’t, but I did hear about that earlier in the week. I’m old and married, so what do I care?
Just, I like they ended up in Texas is all. Also, they’re super cool. Going back to my quiet place now.
You know who else we’re getting!? George and Laura!!! probably.
That I didn’t know. I wonder if mom and dad still have the River Oaks house?
More from Mr. David A. Brown of Renfrew, PA. :
I’m beginning to wonder if this David Brown guy simply found his way here because he was looking for a different kind of “protein wisdom”…
It’s sleepy time, Michelle. You’ve got a big day of internationalism in front of you tomorrow, and you need your rest. Nitey night.
Jeff,
Tho’ a new-comer, I’ll miss ya.
Not one for flowery — I just respect a fellow who still calls a manual earth moving implement a spade.
On St. Patrick’s day, 1996 as I was driving east at about 30 mph on a narrow Philadelphia street I saw a fellow driving west at about 35 float his car, a fairly new Chevy suv, just a foot or so over a curb and into a concrete-filled six inch diameter vertical steelpipe buried in the sidewalk and launch, twisting into the air, probably reaching an apex of 15 feet or so off the ground as it rolled onto its back and began descending toward me in my truck and another guy in his car in front of me.
Man, what’s up with that, I remember thinking? How did he get up in the air like that? Is he gonna land on me or maybe that guy in front of me? I’d better be slamming on the brakes here. We stopped.
But that right there is kinda how I feel watching these loons come out of the woodwork. Jeeze, how did that get there? And where is it going to land?
In the event the guy’s car slammed upside-down and a little longitudinally sideways to the midline of the street, crushing in the roof, breaking all the windows out and skidded to halt 18 feet or so from the car in front of me. I jumped out and ran up to find a tiny dog standing on the inside of the roof in the back of the car shaking like a leaf and unable to move, in shock. I grabbed the dog and went around to see to the driver. Another witness who’d been walking on the sidewalk the guy’d run up on ran to the driver’s side door and started trying to pull him out. It was a problem, cause the guy was out cold, large (220lb) and still had his seatbelt on. He had a bunch of broken bones, skull fracture, cuts and bruises but lived to sue the city for the pipe being there (I was deposed by his lawyer). He was probably leaning over to pick up a cigarette he’d dropped on the floor when he went off the road.
Good God, David Brown!
This is beyond fucked up, if you ask me.
And this furry fuck mentioned my kid?
Jeff, I missed your announcement and I missed the controversy with the creepy diaper fetish furry, but I wanted to wish you all the best. This has been one of my favorites since I started reading blogs, and I hope this little community of weirdos will stick together. I also hope you’ll be back again someday when it feels right.
Now everybody–
So long, and thanks for the armadillo…
One of my favorite bloggers, protein wisdom’s Jeff Goldstein, has decided to give it up, at least for the time being. I hope he’ll be back someday, and I hope his co-bloggers will keep ……
Jeff: If you need time off, take it. Recharge the batteries, so to speak. Most of us will wait here.
You do good work, please do come back.
Just shows how fucked up Obama is, obviously their are folks in Pennsylvania clutching a lot more than just guns and Bibles.
Crap, and crap again. The best of luck to you Jeff.
I’ve been hanging around these parts regular like since mid 2004, and while I like the offerings of your guest posters, your stuff is what I hope for each day. Take care and be happy.
This is what happens when the laptop craps out and work is the only place I can read and post, which is bad for other reasons. Jeff, thanks for so much fun and intellectual challenges. Be safe, makes lots of money, have a lot of sex, and love and protect your family. God bless you.
Jeff,
I, as many others, will miss your rapier wit and surgical use of language in espousing your views.
And then there’s the cock-slapping.
Nothing is forever, and I am glad that we got the benefit of reading your observations and perambulations for the last 7-odd years.
Best of luck to you in all things, and may the bird of paradise crap upon all your detractors.
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Seeing some of the assholes out there on the intertubes, I can’t blame you, Jeff.
Thanks for everything. Hope to rea your stuff again someday – you do have a very appreciative audience.
I’ve been away for a couple days and i just saw this, Jeff. I am disappointed, but as a family man myself, I certainly understand. I hope and pray that all goes well for you and your family.
Jeff,
As if Monday weren’t bad enough….
I’ll miss Martha’s diaries, scenes from a bunker and those insightful interviews with objects both animate and not. Godspeed to you, your family and all your endeavors.
by the way, #247 didn’t finish the quote: “Jeff Goldstein, you Magnificent Bastard! I read your book!”
I eagerly look forward to the day that quote is wholly true.
MULLLLCHH!
Jeff: Whatever the reason for your leaving, I hope it’s malignant, and that it hurts a lot..
I’ll miss all the [times I let my pet hamster nipple on my man croutons. God, how I miss his little pinchy pecks on my bunchyt nasty bits. Godspeed, Mr. Buttons!]
These are some really classy asshats.
Jeff,
You have added whole dimensions to my thought life. Thank you. I hope to run into you again, both in person and on the net. As much as we like your work, we like you even better.
T&T
The “malignant” line comes from Steve M of “no more mister nice blog.”
If I can, I’ll be tracking him down personally and having a talk with him.
Here’s his blogger profile.
His IP, 170.171.1.5, resolves to NY, Random House, area code 10019.
So now I guess it’s time to find a Steve M at Random House.
I emailed Steve M and asked if he’d like to meet up personally. I’ll let you know if he replies. If not, I’d really like to find him.
Help a brother out.
I’ve had my fill of this kind of shit. Wishing someone death and pain? Because they differ from you politically? Someone needs to have a say about this stuff, because before long these cowards will be behind the scenes backdooring legislation that leads to exactly that kind of thing.
Leftists have a peculiar history in that regard.
Random House? Sounds like someone just landed a book deal for that novella.
For one thing, Jeff, I think this guy imagines himself a fan of Alice Cooper. As far as the furvert goes, I think he’s the one you ought to expend your efforts on. You’re certainly welcome to drop by Vermont if that’s helpful. Seems like the Evil Wife might let me go to the blog thing in Vegas in September, too.
I’ll do it myself, then. Thanks anyway.
I can see how you wouldn’t appreciate that. That’s really not the way grown men talk I don’t think.
Whaaaaa…I guess Paste Boy needs a rest from slapping people in he face with his diseased dick. Here’s a hearty fuck you asshole, you won’t be missed.
jeebus. I invented a new drink the other day. What you do, jeebus, is you take some horchata mix, and put like 3/4 of an inch or so in one of those bloody mary glasses… the tall thin round ones. Then add maybe an inch of kahlua… or french vanilla kahlua if you have it. Add just a splatch of vodka. Then fill it up with ice water and mix it with an iced tea spoon. Then pour it in a bigger glass with a few ice cubes in it. That is how you make the new drink I made up, jeebus.
Everyone wish Jeff well, folks. He’s taking time off to have several plastic surgeries meant to make him no longer look like Ross from “Friends”.
Yeah. I mean, all that dude did was land Rachel. How repulsive!
Jeff is a male Pamela Geller. Now that he’s leaving, we’ll have to read Pamela.