The day before Thanksgiving Day, I asked a simple question:
Why does it seem that the targets of Bill Schmalfeldt’s harassment overlap Brett Kimberlin’s enemies list with such exactitude?
It was Schmalfeldt’s harassment of the person he believes to be “Kimberlin Unmasked” that prompted that question, and “Kimberlin Unmasked” has continued the comic series “Oedipal Bill”:
- Oedipal Bill – Issue 25 – Bullet Head
- Oedipal Bill – Issue 26 – You’re FIRED!
- Oedipal Bill – Issue 27 – A Brett Kimberlin Thanksgiving
- Oedipal Bill – Issue 28 – For Whom The Bell Tolls
- Oedipal Bill – Issue 29 – Christian Love
- Oedipal Bill – Issue 30 – Smashing Heads
Schmalfeldt paid little or no attention to “Kimberlin Unmasked” until Brett Kimberlin filed the Kimberlin v. Walker, et al., lawsuit, and it was amusing to watch Brett Kimberlin in court last week trying to explain his failure respond to an attorney’s motion asserting that Maryland courts have no jurisdiction over “Kimberlin Unmasked.”
Of course, Schmalfeldt has been convinced by his Team Kimberlin colleagues that not only is this Maryland lawsuit a shining example of legal brilliance, but that the federal RICO suit known as Kimberlin v. the Universe, et al., is destined to succeed. Meanwhile . . .
In Carroll County next Monday, Dec. 9, there will be a hearing on John Hoge’s petition for a six-month extension on his peace order against Bill Schmalfeldt. To say that Schmalfeldt has been making an ass of himself is an understatement: He posted a video of himself tearing up a court document in the case, posted pornographic photos onto which he had superimposed Hoge’s face and, as of 7 p.m. today, had sent 468 @ messages to Hoge on Twitter since Oct. 16, in violation of the peace order the judge granted in June.
Despite all facts, law and logic, however, Schmalfeldt continues boasting on Twitter about what dreadful humiliation and punishment he expects to inflict on Hoge in court next Monday, and seems to imagine that our amusement at his antics is un-Christian.
Saint Bill of the Blessed Butt Stuff is certainly a paragon of Christian moral virtue, as I’m sure Lee Stranahan’s family would agree.