How to Influence People

If you want to make a good impression on somebody, especially somebody with the power to make your life sort of miserable, you’d do well to pay attention to this.

Here’s an example of what not to do.

Nicole has been saying now for a long time that she thinks that Judge Embry drinks, or drinks too much, or is an alcoholic.

Nicole, of course, insists that anyone who ever drinks anything, even a glass of wine with dinner, is an alcoholic, though, so take that into consideration. She insists that I was drunk during the little road trip and meeting with Joe, when the truth is that I hardly ever drink and didn’t that night at all.

She thought this was clever, of course.

It wasn’t clever. It was stupid.

She got that screen shot from the courtroom video that I put on this blog.

Here it is.  It is not a snapshot. It’s a screen shot from a video. Judge Embry was not asleep there.  She wasn’t even appearing to be asleep.

She was waiting for Nicole to finish riffling through endless pages of screen shots in her fruitless effort to produce evidence that Lisa had threatened her in some way.  Remember? Remember that Nicole kept saying that her toddler had dumped everything out and it was all the kid’s fault that she couldn’t find the stuff she needed?  Remember how it went on forever?

Was the judge bored?  You betcha she was.   Everyone was. Lisa was.  I suspect Joe was.  Everyone who watched the video was.

Go look at the original.  You can see the time stamp there.

It’s one thing to say that you think I was drinking, or to call Lisa an alcoholic.  Both of us are retired and there really isn’t damage done to either of us by a statement like that.

It’s a whole different thing to say that same thing about a person whose job is tied to their reputation.

In most cases, you have to prove that you’ve been damaged in some way in order to sue somebody for defamation, but not in every case.

Kentucky is a per se state. This means that certain things are defamatory, period, and you don’t have to show damages.

Defamation per se involves statements that “impute. . . unfitness to perform duties of office.”

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While it’s doubtful in the extreme that Judge Embry will even give a slight shit about what Nicole has to say about her in public, I suspect it won’t make the judge feel like being particularly lenient.



Nicole writes this stuff for me.  I don’t even have to try.

She includes a cartoon and a quote with the educational packet that she worked for two months to put together for the judge.

She worked for two months putting together examples of the children’s schoolwork that they don’t do. It took two months instead of two minutes because she had to fabricate it out of nothing.

But she took the time to include a cartoon, because that will be so meaningful to the judge, right?

It sort of tugs at your heartstrings, doesn’t it?

It says that Nicole and Joe are trying very hard to treat their kids as individuals and to promote their talents, all unique to each child. So what if they can’t read, or if they are beyond ecstatic because one of the poor kids passes a simple test that the entire population of Kentucky passes usually around age 16.  Doesn’t matter. Reading isn’t important. Hell, the kid knows how to hammer a nail and shoot a gun.  Math?  Who cares? The kid can cobble together a fence out of sticks.

But here’s the problem.

The great alternative educator, Nicole Naugler, included a cartoon along with a quote.

Everyone is a genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid.

The quote, according to the meme, is attributed to Albert Einstein.

Oh, yeah, if a genius like Albert Einstein says that everyone is a genius, then it has to be true, doesn’t it?

I mean, if that meme attributed the quote to, say, Sally Davis, nobody would care.  It has way more meaning and punch if a genius said it.  You can’t get more genius-y than Albert Einstein, can you?

There’s a problem, though, for Nicole’s whole schtick.

Albert Einstein never said that. He never wrote that.  It was misattributed to him in 2004, probably with the sole intent to make the quote look more important and meaningful than it actually is.

As soon as I saw this, I suspected the quote wasn’t real.  Many of these Facebook memes involve fake quotes and it’s always a good idea to check them out.  I suspected it wasn’t real because it’s not true. Everyone is not a genius.

The word has a specific meaning.

I have a dog named Minnie.  She is good at being a dog and doing doggy things. She is way better at being a dog (barking, for example) than I am.  Compare her dogginess to me and she’s a genius dog.

But compared with other dogs, which is what you have to do when assessing intelligence,  Minnie is a moron. She is very sweet and we love her and we are committed to her for her lifetime, but she is dumb as a rock when you compare her with almost any other dog out there.  Having been hit by a car and nearly killed, she still doesn’t understand that cars will hit you. She’s 13 years old and still thinks that everyone who visits here came to see her. She has never learned to behave around visitors.   She does know where her food bowl is and she does know how to ask to go outside.  That’s pretty much the extent of her intellectual capacity.

Everyone is not a genius. Some people are human Minnies. That doesn’t make them less valuable, or less lovable, or even less interesting.  It does mean, however, that they are not geniuses.

Nicole, try again.  Try harder.



A Little Justice

This is a little update, and admittedly, a little gloating, regarding Cathy Harris’ recent court situation.

As you may remember (or you may not, but I sure do), Cathy went to the police and made a complaint about some person known to her who supposedly threatened her in some way last July.  She didn’t bother to report this until December, though, and almost immediately the officer figured out she was lying.

So instead of the supposedly-threatening person getting charged, Cathy was.

She immediately tried to kill herself and got hospitalized, or at least that’s what she said. Not only that but she got out of the hospital and tried to kill herself again.  She’s an LPN, and while I know that’s not the same as being a real serial killer like I was, she surely should know how to effectively do herself in.

But no matter. She didn’t and as a result, she found herself in court in May.

She took a plea deal, which is the most common way these sorts of cases are handled, reducing the charge from being a total pathological liar to disorderly conduct.   The offense, of course, remains. She lied to the police.

Her plea was accepted, resulting in a guilty verdict and a sentence.

Her sentence was that she needs to not lie to the police anymore, or at least for six months. I’m not sure she’ll be able to contain herself that long, but we’ll see.

She was also ordered to stay on her meds (and they don’t mean blood pressure medication) and remain in counseling.  Obviously, she is considered bat shit crazy, something I could have informed them about if they’d asked.

Furthermore, she has to pay court costs.

I wonder how much that is.

Well, it’s enough that they set her up on a monthly payment plan.

She appears to have managed to either cough up some money, or con what few remaining morons believe her out of their money, so she could pay it down a bit.

But what’s the total, and where does that money go?

I’m delighted that you asked.

It turns out that it goes lots of places.

The total was $919.27.

Golly, gee. Lying is expensive, isn’t it?  Remember, she had to pay a lawyer to get her charges reduced.  I have no idea what he charged, but I bet it was more than $919.27.

Here’s what I love, though.

Cathy Harris, so far, has paid $35 to the Crime Victims Compensation Fund (Act 96 of 1984).  That’s just what it sounds like it is.  It’s a fund used to help crime victims and/or their families with medical bills or funeral expenses or loss of earnings as a result of the crime committed against them.

She has also paid $25 to the Victim Witness Service (Act 111 of 1998).  This is more of the same sort of thing.

In total, Saint Catherine of Victimhood has had to fork over $60 (state law mandates that she has to pay that much) to compensate victims.

St. Cat and her little followers have threatened me with every sort of dire legal consequence you can imagine over the years. They have insisted that I am going to jail any minute, over and over again.  I am going to jail because I am mean to Cathy and she is a victim, don’t you know.

I have insisted for years that Cathy Harris lies a lot.  She lies about everything. She is the ultimate fake victim.

Karma is a bitch, ain’t it, Cathy?

Somebody, a while back, began writing a novel about this whole idiotic situation. It was actually a pretty good novel. It had fictional characters, of course, but it was based a lot on this story.  That author could never have seen this coming.

We all deserve a good laugh.