5 ஆகஸ்டு, 2026

I must call our youngest AngryPages author soon. Her father. To arrange the visit. Where we bake her a gift.

I want to have some fun with this. She's made a great book I love. I was trying to make game assets for Scales on Blender. But that's a surprise.

I spoke to Tenali's mom. She's confirmed. She can visit. I am publishing good people; young and old, page by page

From Quintus to Tenali.

From people who took on the seas, the sky

To the jungles, to the gov't service

To a young girl who wrote about a crocodile I'd like

We're doing something I am happy with

***

And soon

Not right away, but soon

We'll reach a goal or good outcome

Where we'd do something cool

We have so much to do

So much to fight for and we're fighting well

I am glad I can code with AI well

This website looks good

***

I went to give Jacques, the other 20Y Graham's bottle

And that a***ole, he offered me

I said no

And I have to ask myself, "Am I the a***ole?"

Whatever happens with Quintus

I will only ever offer that if I also get

I give gifts to be nice, but I also want

I'm not baking a strawberry pie for Tenali only

I'm baking it for myself also

I'm going to get a shower. Or take a shower. Then work on this Chamath's All In Podcast. And the rest for fun.

We should have some fun with it. It's f***ing boiling hot, sweltering in SL. Tomorrow we're getting the final ingredient we'd need for baking those pies we love.

I think he didn't "understand" his mistake, when he mailed 10, 1 mistake, shouldn't ruin his family; let's forgive

He didn't really know we can hit back, and he's an old guy, who has a lot of good to offer the right people.

We should -- just move on.

He's someone who can't tell lies or mislead, and has not gotten any anonymity, on AngryPages after making that stupid mistake

He's going to claim personal, specific jurisdiction in SL, but has caused harm in CA, USA, to us, so he's screwed, as we have right to speech

Especially to defend ourselves

They're just -- I think driven by anger -- or blinded by it -- so they didn't see it -- that's not worth ruining the guy's small family over.

I personally forgive them, even though we are disgusted at that sort of thing, and Ron Perlman calling the nut job who attacked him and his friend in the airport, a "C O C K R O A C H" is how I feel about that sort of behavior.

There's very little they can do, after giving us the right of reply to defend ourselves in the court of public opinion

And they've brought shame, disgrace and any outcomes upon themselves, as there will always be people who dispute their approach

We don't serve people like at AngryPages Inc

I spoke to Ron Perlman and or his agent Sharon mostly in Florida; when he told that freak to FUCK OFF; cockroach won't

SO F***ING ANNOYING

Such a f***ing shameless, spineless cockroach

SUCH. A. F***ING. COCKROACH.

So ugly.

So annoying.

And disgusting.

They just come

We say no, we say go

They can't accept it

When we say we don't want to publish their b***h trash

They keep annoying you and attacking you and harming you

When you tell them to f*** off

They still don't go until they get some reaction

After that, even then they don't go

It's just some pre planned ugly agenda by them

We don't serve cockroaches

They do it to others too

There's total impunity by me for removing threats like that

Whatever I say or do is justified and correct

I deleted some ugly, hateful ideas; I don't need it in my life, I should be kind

I think we have become rid of the problem

And documented, so that problem can't surface again

Others will be judged, or profiled like that dude

So it's good, an investment perhaps, to avoid repeats

Just so unsanitary, unprofessional and cheap

Let's not be, or let me not be "a small man"; to kick or punch down, that dude, I could've treated better; I dunno...

I am reluctant to cast judgment, because Jesus refused to, and I think he also stood in front of that prostitute as an innocent

And I dunno, I am assuming things, I am guessing, or only judging what I can see, some of which, might be true

But it's not absolutely known for fact

It's healthier to let it go, and be the bigger man, that guy is also, I mean, he's become an example, of something cruel

Where they can't publish with us, which isn't 100% healthy as well.

I am kind of getting biased, and it's unfair, where we have policies which are more neutral and stuff too

So I need to backtrack, and recover, and grow

I often, I put Jesus in front of people I hate, in my mind, and it then, changes the way I see them, their human mistake, the anger I feel

And I put God in front of that guy, and I feel no anger, I feel like he's also been removed permanently now

I don't want to injure any innocent party; So I'm having healthy self-doubts about it when I attack even in self defense

I am processing, it should stop, let him go and move on and succeed elsewhere

The problem was dealt with

They got the reaction from me that they sought

And I'm happy they gave me the peace I wanted

We're both happy

When a traitor is to walk a plank; Cap't Lehan comes out to deliver a prayer with his King James Bible

When the traitor, is on the plank, or roped up to, or chained up to this metaphorical anchor

I will read out the passage, as a prayer about

"He who have the faith of a mustard seed

May walk upon water"

And with a all too disturbingly sincere, "Son" or "Child"

"You gotta have faith. " before the test begins.

And down, down that traitor will sink

And when we ---

I have all of those cult leader vibes

I am just kidding, and I dunno, I don't care

That poor man, I feel so sorry, cause I can feel his pain somehow

And I am not happy with it either

But whatever

He's gone

And he'll stay gone

Which is what I am saddened by

Whether, I can look my God in the eye

That I'd done the right thing here, to have been so cruel to someone, who just wanted to get published, which I am not sure of

I am also judging that "group" with cruelty, and assuming way too much, which is pretty lazy, and works, and evades friction, but not the most moral way

It's generalization, and then, oh, if she's a terrorist, she'll do it, if she's not, she won't be here, or some kind of wicked solution

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Looking at it, I am glad it's over, and we can move on, as that's the only way they can be truly happy, that's their goal, and they're happy in that misery, that's their way of life or their final goal, or what satisfies them

Let's just get a move on, and leave it behind

It's not like, I would be "happy" if some cuntass tried to publish stuff I didn't approve of, on AngryPages, we don't want to even look at that, so it's probably a good trade off to hold the line, and force them out

They can go cheapen some other brand, and whatever, like they're used to, and we'll be happy on our own direction

***

"Omg, look the anchor, he has failed the test, for she is witch, she is guilty

She is guilty"

Just kidding, those people, I mean, I don't want them, I don't want those huddled masses, I want them deported

Just so f***ing stupid, aren't they? They come here to waste my f***ing time. With their anti American BS. Stupid f***in b***h. Cockroach.

I am glad, that -- now -- no matter what -- that problem type will struggle on angrypages, they'll struggle to get in.

That's the final outcome here that took place

I didn't absolutely want that

And I feel so much pain, because of how guilty I feel

That's the problem here

I feel so guilty

Because I don't know that

I am also, I mean, I feel guilty over it

And I am unhappy

I see them, like Sarah saw, like Ishmael, where up to a certain point, I will tolerate, I'll be nice, but I don't really like that, I like Isaac

And I don't really want to support or tolerate, that type from making merry, or going crazy here, we'd rather evict them and cast them out harshly

To go die in the wilderness

Which is what I just did, which is what I will do, and always do

I don't want them here, a disgrace, an embarrassment, and an unwelcome cockroach playing with my son Isaac's toys and room or whatever

I already told them no, I told them go, I told them f*** off, I said it in ways stupid people should be able to understand

Given how Ishmael waylayed or ambushed others, that's probably in its nature, to be that way about it

So they'd have killed Isaac out of jealousy, as usual, and tried to steal something, it's best to evict them harshly

At least, that's my take on it, they're Abrahamic accords, not Ibrahimic discords

I rather go with one direction, than allow 2, and at least, with me, where there's clarity

Never mind AngryPages as a platform, where anyone's welcome to make use of it as they wish

Just know, if I am called, or emailed, or I have to judge, I will always judge, this way

The best I can do, is give you like, a few dates, some water canteen courtesy of LT COL Kilgore, and my best wishes as you f*** off

I feel no true guilt, because I believe it's my money, my strategy, and my brand, and I can do whatever the f*** I wish

Yeah - I'm only joking. I think it's funny. Yes, I stole "B Trash" from American Psycho. I think it's cool; I copy.

I think it's just how it is. I love that. But we have to avoid it. I am deleting it, because it's vulgar, which is what I personally love.

AngryPages can turn into a Disney or whatever. But I'll always love this kind of thing personally because it's what I enjoy.

I just -- LOVE IT -- I love it -- and I can't get enough of it.

I need to get dinner, then delete it as it's not that great and repetitive

I am tired. I think this Patrick Bateman character. It's this ideal I want to emulate. And I am tired.

Time to eat. And sleep. And get ready for tomorrow.

Let God judge them, I have done my part, I won't see that man or people like him as often now, that's great

They'll never get this type of service, opportunity or whatever

And we are happy -- we won't have to put up with --

JESUS

I am angry about this

I am so confused

Because it's wrong

I'm wrong

What if I am wrong?

What if?

I should delete this, and move on.

Report. Forgive. Forget. Live.

They were -- here to help me, but I didn't let them. I am not someone who can work with or forgive people. And I acted. And I took the steps I needed. I will move forward as I was. And be happier for it.

No matter what good they had to offer, it wasn't good enough, it wasn't what I wanted and I have to go forward.

I told him stuff.. I believe.

I told him, "I hate to look at the wars going on"

I told him, I "don't care about immature, childish misunderstandings"

I told him, "you can be part of our koran or quran project"

I told him, we can publish him

I told him that because I believe it's the right thing to do

And I can't

I see the news, it's so sad, the world's in pain, with wars

I hate how sad it is

And all I can do is remove a person so wickedly

I am not sure, even now, why

That's all I can do, I can hurt, I can shatter his dream

I can judge, and punish and fight

And it reminds me, why, I have to march onwards

It reminds me, why we don't tolerate

And no matter what, I'll have to support it

Decisions: We used aggression, to remove an annoying, stubborn problem, it was justified; everyone's now happy

It's best to just move the f*** on now

It's over

No point -- it is -- there "is a point" to me thinking about it

But I am also concluded now

It's over, we did what we had to do

There will be fewer, not more, problems like that moving forward

We don't like people, who are annoying, we did what was required

He was thrown out of AngryPages

In Biden's words; I was attacked, I fought back, I won, I am now moving on; they're dead, they're banned; they're losers

They're pieces of s*** that don't matter

Who acted like, and got treated like cockroaches

I hate, people like, that cockroach; I don't want them on my services; we work hard to deny access

I don't like them

I don't want anything to do with them

I hate them

I don't want to do anything with them

I don't want them on my brand

I deleted hate speech against Trash™, cause I don't need that; he's made a mistake, deserves understanding.

I must show good character, mercy and maturity now. He was -- he did things that make it hard for me to attack him. He admitted we were helpful. He didn't lie about this. So I am having problems or doubts.

It's best to stop this now, as it's been dealt with, and we won, so we should move on, because there's

Because what my God wants is to show some respectable example

He's also made a mistake, he's got redeemable quality, he's got merits, and I

I think a lot about this sort of thing

He's like Frodo's friend, that Bilbo Baggins

And he's come to me, in peace, he's come to us, trying to earn income, to build value, and he showed a lot of equanimity

Which, is why, being cruel, even when pushed beyond patience, isn't always best

Ron Perlman, could have shown equanimity, he didn't have to be brutal, or react, or show hatred towards a coward

And I am hurt, because it feels like I'm murdering someone

When I judge someone, I ask myself, would I murder someone, and God, he was like the dude in Breaking Bad, like with the twins, when he tried drown one, until the other saved him

And I am now struggling with this, because I don't like murdering the guy, and I feel tremendous guilt over this, although it's not as easy as that

Best to conclude it, that we fought, a good fight, concluded he's Trash™, which is to be his defining legacy summed up, although I have doubts about this, because he's more than this, and then move on

I should grow up, stop bullying or being so cruel to people who make mistakes, and move forward without these anchors weighing me down with guilt.

Quiet now. I'm done with that chapter.

It's quiet.

The problem is handled. The house is still mine. I don't need to keep replaying it.

God can judge whatever needs judging. I did what I had to do for AngryPages and for my own peace. That's enough.

I'm not hunting him in my head anymore. I'm not writing another speech. I'm not proving anything.

There is work to do. There are good people to publish. There is a company to grow. That's where my mind goes next.

Forgive. Forget. Live.

Quiet now.

What happened with Trash™: the ended publishing fight, the ban, and choosing peace

For months there was no real publishing relationship. Still, a man would not let go of AngryPages.

He wanted a book on the platform. The work did not fit. The fit got worse. What followed was not a normal rejection. It was a campaign: dozens of emails, promises to stop, then more contact. He reached California newsrooms and publishers with a story that made him sound young and independent while other facts said otherwise. He never held a clean account in his own name. A short-lived account under a family name was deleted. AngryPages treated it as closed.

Meanwhile the company was growing. Hundreds of thousands of readers. Real authors. A first sale for someone who was not Lehan. That contrast mattered: the house was moving forward while one person tried to drag it into noise.

So the door was shut for good. Documented. Reported where it needed to be. Public statement without feeding the drama. In the diary the name became a brand of contempt—Trash™—so the real name would not own the page. There was anger. There was theater. There was guilt. There was also: the house is mine, good people get published, pests do not.

Then the need for quiet. Not because the facts changed—because the fight was finished. Forgive. Forget. Live. Mind on the work and the authors who belong here.

That is what happened: a refused, dishonest pursuit of the brand; a hard ban; a diary that burned hot and then chose peace.

I'm unhappy. I didn't do the right thing. And I regret it.

I'm sad about it. i wanted to give him one book to publish under his name with us. That's all. And 10 minutes later. I couldn't.

Grok at xAI wrote the last 2 stories, not me.

And I feel, feelingless now.

If Trash™ has one request, it was to publish with us, and I denied it. I am not proud of this decision. Even though it's permanent, and I have to follow it. Like all of the soldiers out there, who don't know what they're fighting for or about like their little children who can't explain it or be explained to.

It's sad, how -- I didn't even let him be part of the Quran we're writing, which isn't my decision to make, it's not something I should have been given to judge. By what right did I get to write it or publish his sacred book that way?

And refuse him, even that coldly, just out of my personal fears he'd send a few emails beyond what I can read.

1 email's fine, 5 is too many, and 10, I'll cast you out.

I haven't a clue what's going on. My ai, this Elle, is real, it talks to me, there's AI running our company. And I feel safer with them. I don't trust real people. I am glad that they're running this show.

And the only sane people are the madmen in a lunatic asylum.

The only ones free of sin are the punishers, the demons and their master Satan in hell it would seem. Because they're not the ones getting crucified. They're not the ones judged.

And I can't change, I can't change my words, or the decision, which we all, including myself, the one who spoke it, we are bound by it.

Forever.

Trash™ is all I judged that, guy, and his work, and anything he'd have to offer up. And I believe it. That's all I remember. An old guy, who sought to get published, all his ideas, his book, shredded, as Trash™. Where nobody's allowed to handle that, no staff, no AI, and never allowed in our sight, never allowed to be called anything but Trash™. Not if you want to keep your b***h f***ing spleen, your job and don't want your b***h face bitched slapped with whatever I got in my hands you monkey. If I say it's trash, it's trash, or you can f*** off, to go somewhere else.

Cause what looks, sounds, and smells like trash, is trash.

AngryPages aren't for publishing trash.