It’s not every day I get to deal with a genuine mental case like Jason Lewis Horton of Jessica Horton & Associates; but, sometimes that’s just how life is.
These last two weeks a con-artist ex-convict name Jason Horton has been blasting his name, and mine all over the net on various sites attempting to do something,…I’m just unsure what.
Jason’s just a wee upset that his criminal history has come to the surface after a real estate client of Jessica Horton & Associates filed a complaint with the Georgia Real Estate Commission regarding Jessica and Jason Horton.
One disturbing thing that came to light was that Jessica Horton, a licensed Broker in Georgia, was referring clients to her husband Jason for home repairs. After Jason billed the client for shoddy and incomplete work in her home, she learned that he was actually paroled from a Georgia Prison for felony burglary; a crime that involved several assailants with firearms. The victims were in fact home at the time.
One Angry Convict
This obviously upset the senior citizen female client of Jessica Horton & Associates, and instead of apologizing for what had happened, the Horton’s cursed this woman like she stole something. They called the poor lady every name in the book, and threatened to sue her.
The real question is; do you want to deal with this type of person when handling what may well be the largest financial decision of your life? Do you want that transaction handled by a felon and his wife? Do you want a convicted burglar to have unfettered access to your home, and your personal belongings? Those are questions you as a buyer or seller must ask yourself, and it has nothing to do with me.
The reason behind Jason rants are that he and his wife owe me a lot of money that they will never, ever pay me. They are simply not people that honor their contracts, their word means nothing, and their promises mean nothing. I base that opinion on my own personal dealings with them.
Nevertheless, enjoy reading the vitriolic nonsensical ramblings that Jason Horton has become infamous for.
"You are an abuser. A weak, sad, pathetic excuse for a man. A little boy who left the swamp because all the other boys picked on him for being different... effeminate... ran off to the city... and got to act like a prissy little girl... and take his frustrations out on women"
- Homophobe Jason Lewis Horton of Jessica Horton & Associates 2015
AUTHOR: Jason L Horton - (USA)
SUBMITTED: Sunday, July 19, 2015
POSTED: Sunday, July 19, 2015
>Mr. Horton,…….your childish idiocy never ceases to amaze me; it really doesn’t.
Your arrogance never surprises me. Not in the least.
>Your are the stereotypical country bumpkin,
You epitomize the weak male who tries to gain his [false] sense of superiority by attacking and belittling women. You are an abuser. A weak, sad, pathetic excuse for a man. A little boy who left the swamp because all the other boys picked on him for being different... effeminate... ran off to the city... and got to act like a prissy little girl... and take his frustrations out on women. Just a bit homophobic eh?
>…it is people exactly like you that perpetuate the perception that people from the Southern areas of the United States are ignorant, uneducated, and inbred.
I've been all over this country... met a lot of people... hundreds and hundreds of people.... thousands of people... that's not a belief that's commonly held. It's the belief of a few ignorant—and arrogant—people who see themselves as being 'superior'. Say what you want about the south, but not too many people are retiring up north or the North West. They're flocking here... they love us. He's been nowhere, it's lie.
>You chose to come onto this site and respond to a post I placed on here in 2010; five years ago!
Deflect. Deflect. Deflect....
Because after 5 years of “letting the court of public opinion” decide the fates of my wife's business... like a bad penny you popped back up. Spreading your maliciousness and hate online—and off. Just informing the public, providing the facts.
You reared your head up. You flared up like a case of herpes. I'm sure Jason & his wife are experts on Herpes.
I merely attempted to reconcile (despite it not being owed to you). You ignored my offer. Instead? You teamed up with Penny Wise the clown (sticking your nose where it didn't belong. Relying on faulty information because it supports your presuppositions—and ignoring the praise of many others). You elected to try (again!) to wreck havoc on my wife's business. Trying to cause problems. To inflict pain.
I've seen only a few testimonials on your site, and no last names are provided. Also, the testimonials are copy/pasted onto your site, and you've made it pretty clear that anything copy/pasted onto a website isn't evidence of anything, as it can be altered to say whatever one wants it to say. So by your own standards & statements, those "testimonials" mean nothing, and prove nothing.
>In that post you apologized and you offered to pay me money owed.
I sure did. But. That wasn't good enough for you. You had to take your pound of flesh. As I knew you would. It's your nature. You viewed my apology as weakness...it wasn't. It was strength. And like a shark tasting blood in the water... you had to try and terrorize my wife with the clown lady. Drama Queen
I tried in good faith to reach out to you. You made it clear that you wanted nothing to do with that. You made it clear—again--that you were only interested in hurting others and causing pain. You started your harassment—online and off. Drama Queen
>Then you somehow morphed that offer into an absurd request that I put up ten thousand dollars in an escrow account, pay an Arbitrator to hear my “case”, and presumably hire an attorney to represent me;
Mr. Creel, I agreed to arbitrate because that's what civilized people do with disputes. Cowards go online and try their 'cases' in the court of public opinion. I knew you wouldn't do it. Even if I put up $20,000. $50,000.00 You have no interest in justice. You've set yourself up as the highest authority. Judge. Jury Executioner. You can't "agree" to something that was never offered to you, idiot. You couldn't come up with $50,000 to save your life.
It's all about you being in control. Powerful. Dominating. You need to fell these things. You need to demonstrate them. Why? Because inside you're weak and powerless. A coward. Now who's projecting?
>You said you wanted to pay, and now it’s obvious that was a lie,…big surprise.
No, Mr. Creel. I was fully prepared to reach a settlement with you. Fully Prepared. Despite my wife not wanting me to give you a penny. But. You ignored my request and went online and offline to terrorize my wife and business. And that's when I decided: you can't try and appease people like you. You can't negotiate with a terrorist. And that's exactly what you are. A cyber-terrorist who likes to attack—and bully--women and children. You never intended to pay, or you would already have done so.
>Both you and your wife are well seasoned pathological liars, and that will never change.
Deflect. Deflect. Deflect....
Project. Project. Project...
Jessica's website has testimonials of customer after customer who brag on her truthfulness and integrity. You just ignore all of them. Why? Because you refuse to even consider ANY position that runs contrary to your own. You will not accept any opinion other than your own. You will only associate with people who support your false opinions. Yes, you have three or four of these fabricated testimonials; and you have an equal number of complaints with the real estate commission, you just don't post those on the site.
>You have lied repeatedly on here;
Deflect. Deflect. Deflect....
Project. Project. Project... Projection.
I have lied about nothing. You are the liar. And your modus operandi is very easy to identify: throw enough mud... sling enough mud... muddy the waters... and get people to focus off the real issue: YOU. You and your cowardly way of conducting yourself. I am not the issue your unhappy clients are facing when filing complaints with the real estate commission.
>you have claimed emails your wife sent me have been altered, and that’s a lie (and you know its lie).
I know nothing of the sort. I know they have been altered and edited. And very crucial parts have been omitted—by you. You have purposely fabricated evidence and buried it. You have done everything to make yourself look in the best light possible. And you have left out numerous e-mails where you made threats and demands. No, that's another lie, I have merely added comments, as I'm doing with this one.
You. Are. A. Coward. You're a little bitch. Not only are you a coward who fabricates evidence... you are a coward who can't even let that 'evidence' be presented in the proper venue.
>You claimed your wife “reprimanded” me over a threat I made to a lender, and that is a lie, and you know it. I know it to be a fact. Your exact comments to the lender were: “I'm going to stomp a mud hole in your *ss.” But. See... that's called “hearsay”. It can't be proven—online. It can only be stated. Too easily...Who cares?
And there is no way to corroborate it. And you know what? I really don't care if can or can't be. Not my point. It was nothing more than a comment made in passing... one that just demonstrates how you have a long history of going online and attacking people. Who cares?
One that would have a deep impact on a hyper-sensitive person like you. You're an idiot.
>Your wife was barely ever my Broker, I was already preparing to leave for Iraq when she showed-up, and my broker was ARDELL.
I do believe you have very selective memory. She was broker for several months while we were there. You left for overseas after we had been there for numerous months. But. This is nothing more than self-justification on your part. Something you are very proficient at. Negative, you arrived in late February, I left the first week of May.
>I closed one deal prior to leaving while your wife was the broker there, a deal on an offer written prior to her arriving.
Like I said: you weren't producing. You couldn't cut it. Funny comment from a man that's never had a career and is supported by his wife.
>There were no issues with that client’s lender, and I never once spoke with his lender. I did not deal with lenders, as that is a relationship between the client and their mortgage company, which I as an agent or broker am not privy to.
I never said it was with your client's lender. I said it was with a lender. The dispute was actually online at a real estate bloggingplatform. It had nothing to do with a client. It had to do with someone calling you out—and you threatened them. So what?
>As a matter of fact, I always made it known on my prior website that I do not recommend lenders, as I do not wish to be part of any conflict that may arise during the lending process, or after the loan closes.
Your self-justification is really cute. Do you even know what that means?
I, I, I...
Me, Me, Me....
You do love to talk about yourself. So do you.
>I only dealt with the escrow companies that handle the transaction between our brokerage, the lender, and the client. Dealing with lenders is their job, not mine.
It's so cute that I just want to grab your cheeks (that's cheeks on the face, Susan. Not anything to do with his bottom...I know how perverted and salacious you can be) And you call me effiminate?
I, I, I...
Me, Me, Me....
You do love to talk about yourself. I think it's your favorite subject. And yours.
>So your efforts to insult and criticize me as a Realtor are amusing, nothing more.
I'm not criticizing you, Michael. However, I do understand that guys like you do tend to be a bit hyper-sensitive and get your panties in a wad. Plenty of people couldn't cut it. It was a tough market. Lots of good agents went under. Your not criticizing me? Are you serious? Tell me again, how many homes have you ever sold? How much money have you ever made?
>You have never represented anyone in a real estate transaction Jason, not one person.
Deflect. Deflect. Deflect... fact, facts, facts
Project. Project. Project....
And I've never been to the moon either. Your point is? What I have or haven't done has nothing to do with your own lack of production. It's only meant to flip the table and keep people from focusing on you. See, little narcissistic egomaniacs (like you) only want people to see the positive. You can't handle someone thinking there is anything wrong with you. The smallest slight is a huge blow to your ego... Lack of production? You rented from me idiot, my home (one of three I own), after you lost yours. You likely still rent, and own nothing.
And you arrogantly project yourself onto others. You superimpose how you view the world onto others. You thought that Jessica would fall apart because of what you did to her. You would have. She did not. Why? Because she's not weak like you. She's strong. Made of much tougher stuff than little cowards like you. I did nothing to your fat ass wife, she failed because she's married to a dead-beat loser like you.
You thought I would fall apart by what you've done. By posting my mug shot from 20 years ago. You thought it would send me over the edge. Destroy me. It hasn't. It won't. You know why? Because I don't see myself as that poor mixed up and confused excuse of a person. No. That's not who I am anymore. I grew up. And I see myself based on who I am—and what I have—in Christ. And I KNOW that His grace will take care of me... and this family... no matter what people like you try and use for evil. It obviously has sent you over the edge dumb ass. In fact, I get to see His faithfulness in our lives. When man thinks it should all fall apart. I get to see His faithfulness. My trust isn't in man. My trust is in Him. Jeremiah 17. Yes, your long winded insulting diatribe you've posted to me and your clients shows the sincerity of your Christian conversion.
>You are nothing more than a baby-sitter and a lackey for your wife;
Like a bully on the play ground...you love to taunt. You love to make people feel inferior. Why? Because deep down inside you know you're the inferior one. No matter where you go... No matter how much money you make... you know that you are nothing. Worthless. You have no happiness. You have no joy. You have no peace. I enjoy life, I pay my own way, and I have been all over the world visiting countries you'll only see on TV. You're a slacker Jason; a loser, and a parasite.
Despite all that you have... You have nothing. I have more than I'll ever need; and I didn't have to lie, cheat, and steal to get it.
You are nothing. And yet, here you are.
Do you have kids? I honestly don't know if you do or don't...
I doubt that you do. At least, I hope not. Spoken by a man that couldn't even support his own children; a man that relies on his wife to provide.
I consider myself very lucky to be home with my kids--daily. Every. Single. Day. Jess and I both are very blessed to be able to work from home. There is nothing greater. In fact, one of the greatest blessing from this entire ordeal was carefully evaluating our priorities in life... You may stay home all day, but its not work Jason.
As far as your comment to put me down (thereby lifting you up): At this point, you're so low down, you can only go up.
Michael, I will be whatever my wife needs me to be—for her. Gladly. If she needs me to get down and clean the floor by licking it... I will gladly be her 'lackey'. I would give my life for her. And I will certainly live for her. NOTHING is beneath me—not for her. I imagine so, she supports your sorry ass and has for most of your life, you're a pathetic parasite.
You consider it an insult. Demeaning. Beneath you. Why? Because you don't understand what true love is. You only know 'love' in terms of self. Self-gratification. Thanks Dr. Phil, you're so insightful for an idiot.
I consider service of the one I love: AN HONOR. A privilege. The greatest job in the world. I will do whatever she needs me to do—for her. And I will be whatever she needs me to be—for her. You need her to pay the bills Jason, to feed your kids, to provide all of you with a home. If she died, or left you, you'd be standing in the soup line.
This is not an insult to my manhood. It validates and proves it. But. Like I said... you wouldn't understand that. You're a 'man' who thinks attacking women is how you prove your masculinity. You belittle others to make yourself feel important. Special. Powerful. But. Deep down inside.... you know what you really are: pathetic and weak. You are a coward. Funny
> who is and will always be the bread-winner in your family.
Again, your arrogance is off the charts. It really is. You take it to a whole new level...
On one hand you talk about little interaction with my wife (and me). On the other hand... you think you know: “what is what”-- about us. That you're privy to our internal matters. You're standard issue trailer-park white trash,.....no mystery to it.
You know NOTHING about us, Michael. Nothing. I know you're a convict that owes me money, that's all I need to know.
#2 REBUTTAL Owner of company
The Real Michael Creek (Part 2)
AUTHOR: Jason L Horton - (USA)
SUBMITTED: Sunday, July 19, 2015
POSTED: Sunday, July 19, 2015
>To make it even more pathetic, your wife, as a real estate broker allows you to insult and belittle her clients on the phone, in emails, and over the net.
Again, your arrogance is off the charts. I don't make it habit to speak very firmly—or harshly—to people. However, Doodle The Clown is an exception. But. You aren't interested in truth. Only validating your opinion. You can't be serious? You just can't be.
My phone conversation with Doodle had nothing to do with real estate. It had to do with a private matter. One between she and I. If she wants to discuss it with you... that's her business. I'm not going to try and change your mind. People who form firm opinions off only having one side of a story... well, they're easily manipulated and controlled. You just would follow anything that makes your right. You would chase a lemming right off a cliff if it could talk—and say what you wanted to hear. What you need to believe. This from a guy that got into a car with friends and (according to you) let them pursuade him to rob innocent homeowners at gun point.
Again, more mud slinging... It's all you know how to do. Throw enough mud... something is bound to stick. Get people so focused on peripheral issues... they forget to notice you—and your lack of integrity. Your poor manners. Your need to dominate and control women. Please,...your wife is digusting, I have no desire for her one way or the other; she's a fat skank.
I see right through you. And you know it. And you can't stand it.
You have to attack me. Which I knew you would. I said it. Just like I said: “petty people are predictable.” And you are both. Petty and predictable. You come after me because: you want people so fired up... so incensed... that they forget the real issue: YOU. No Sir, I am not the issue your clients have to deal with while trying to get out of the contracts they find themselves trapped in with you and your wife.
Your lack of integrity. Your lack of manners. Your lack of poise. Your lack of self-control. Your lack of decency. Oh yeah, you really represent poise, manners, and integrity Jason. Do you even read the crap you write?
You want them focused on me because they'll forget all about the monster you are. The abuse of women. The man who hurls insults at an autistic child. Why would your clients be focussed on me, idiot? If your kid's autistic it's on you, you probably did a ton of drugs when you were young and he has to pay the price; poor kid.
You want them so focused on me that they forget what a spineless coward you are.
>You have no real estate license, thus you have no right to place yourself in the middle between your wife and her clients.
You know nothing. My conversation with Susan had nothing to do with real estate. It was a side issue. Quit trying to muddy the waters with hearsay.
The issue is: YOU.
>She should lose her license for even allowing it.
Yes, Michael Creel has spoken. Let the world stop and take notice. A royal edict has been issued.
Yeah. Doodle turned her into the real estate commission. And you know what? Doodle lost. Her complaint was thrown out. The trained investigators are good at: determining the facts. FACTS. Not conjecture. Not lies. Not omissions. Not half-truths. FACTS. They are very good at it. Very efficient. And they weren't the least bit fooled by the vileness masquerading around as 'injury'.
Like you said on facebook, " I did a LOT of things that I shouldn't have done. A lot of them. Too many. And you know what? I got away with them. Most of them. I never got caught. And if I did get caught...I could talk my way out of it. And if i couldn't talk my way out of it...my attorney could argue my way out of it. And there was always the final solution; BUY MY WAY OUT OF IT!" - Jason Horton 2015 facebook post
And you know something else? My wife gave Doodle the paperwork and the link to file the complaint. She had nothing to hide. And she did nothing wrong. Jess gave her the paperwork and said: “HAVE AT IT!”
Sound familiar? It should. Same thing she told you when you tried to bully her. Dominate her. Manipulate her. Extort her. Remember that, Michael? “If you don't pay me, I will go online and ruin you and your business.” Do you remember that, Michael? Of course, you're probably too much of a coward to own up to your words. You're only good at throwing up everyone else's alleged words. Show me the email Jason.
However, the investigator was very interested in people trying to use my conviction—from 20 years ago—as a way to harm Jessica's business. Not so much by you. You hadn't flared back up yet... By agents who are currently licensed in the state of Georgia. She was very interested in that. Yes Jason, I'm sure they're very concerned about you being wronged.
Mud slinging... Mud slinging... Mud slinging... It's all you know how to do. You really should consider a career in politics. You're very good at the whole pitching a tantrum and get people to stop and look elsewhere... to focus on other non-important issues... false flags... A felon burglar working inside a senior citizen clients house at the behest of that citizens real estate agent? Not exactly a false flag Jason.
You will do ANYTHING to get the attention off you. Off the abuser of women that you are... off the attacker of children... off the cowardly low-life thug that you are. Quite the drama queen Jason, I've abused no one; never been acussed of it, or charged with it. You simply fabricate things out of thin air to muddy the waters in an effort to hide your own sordid past. If anyone is a child abuser, it's you; and that's what I told Social Services.
>Both you and your wife are the most dishonest and unethical people I have ever had the displeasure of dealing with.
Just because someone says something that you don't like.... just because someone says something that rubs you the wrong way... that doesn't make us dishonest. It doesn't make us unethical. It just means you're hypersensitive. It's funny how the few people who come online to cry and whine and moan about their problems... call Jessica and I dishonest. The ones who keep referring her and doing business with her... they seem to think we're acceptable. Your a liar and a thief Jason, it's a matter of public record.
You know nothing about us. You're nothing but a little cry baby who came online to complain about his poor pitiful boo boo. Want people to kiss it and make it better. You sound like a ten year old, idiot.
>I have had many tenants in various residential and commercial properties I own. I have never had any issues arise with my current or past renters; at least nothing of this nature.
I, I, I....
Me, Me, Me...
I'm not interested in your personal anecdotes. We all can give those all day long. Not the issue here. The issue is: you. Your behavior. Your actions. No, the issue here is your failure to honor a contract and pay the money you owe; there is no other issue. you have a lot of audacity attacking a client because she wanted out of her contract with you.
>I typically get along well with people, business associates, and tenants.
I, I, I....
Me, Me, Me...
Again, I'm not interested in your personal anecdotes. They are irrelevant. Just like you. You're an idiot, a complete idiot.
>Your wife has had a few online complaints,
She has a lot more testimonials and recommendations. From people who've actually done business with her. But. We both know what you'll do next.... Like I said: petty people are predictable. And you are both. Petty. Predictable. Anyone can write a testimonial and put it on their site Jason, it's not like it's a sworn statement; you probably wrote them yourself.
>and I believe about three with the real estate commission.
Inflammatory. Why? Because none of them had any basis. They were all thrown out. Why? Because Jessica had all her ducks in a row. All the information—documented. Well documented. Or because she's a skilled con-artist that's covered her bases well. But that's why you would never step foot in a court room. You would lose. Complaints that didn't have any teeth... that were carefully investigated and thrown out... they couldn't be introduced into the record. But. Cowards like you love to muddy the waters... to try and throw skunks in the jury box...Not even sure what the hell you're talking about Horton, seriously.
You only seek to damage. And you don't care how you do it. What rules you break. What laws you break. You only care about getting your way. Sounds a bit like you doesn't it? What rules and laws have I broken?
There's a link that consumers can go to at the real estate commission. It lists all the complaints that had basis. That had merit. And you know what they'll find when they look up my wife? None. Not a single one. Why? Because there aren't any that were valid. Yeah, and OJ didn't kill anybody.
Only little vindicate people like Susan the clown... who foolishly didn't listen to sound advice. Rejected it. And did her own thing. And you know what? Lost money—with another agent. She couldn't stand the sight of you two low-lifes Jason; why is that hard to grasp? You're scum.
Unable to take responsibility for her own poor choices... she tried to blame my wife for her own bad decisions. And she lost. Your wife's an idiot, as are you.
So, what did she do? She came online and did the next best thing. Followed the lead of one coward (you) and tried to attack... Well, she got you a bit riled up, so it worked.
It's called: controversializing. It's what people like you do. Big babies. You pitch tantrums and fits... and you try and cause so much drama... so much trouble... so much toxicity... that people will want to avoid a certain person or group. I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about; if people avoid you, it's because you're crazy, and your online rants have proven that very well; that's on you. It's how you manipulate and control others. Oooooooooh, I'm so controlling, like a great puppet master huh? Idiot.
>I’ve had none.
Just like you didn't really have any transactions... You weren't a very productive agent. Nobody paid you any attention. You didn't have a target on your back because you were never a threat. You were never anyone to take seriously. You were nothing in the local real estate market. You're a moron Jason, I've made more money in real estate than you and your little skank will ever make.
My wife is someone. Yes, a skank.
Jealousy and bitterness doesn't raise its forked tongue at common things. Common people. It only comes after those who excel in a given field. And my wife excels at selling homes. I heard she has a few other talents I won't get into here; but I guess a girls gotta make a buck, right?
She excels at selling homes for MORE MONEY that her competition. This can be documented with facts.
She pays people to representthem, and that's a fact. I'll give you a news flash Jason; if you're really good at something, if you're better than most other people that have that same skill, then you are able to charge more for it than others do, not less. People don't hire the cheapest lawyer because he's the best. People don't buy shoe's at PayLess shoe's because they have the best shoe's. When someone works for half price, it's because they're aren't good enough to command full price, and that's a fact.
She excels at selling homes for LESS FEES than her competition. This can be documented with facts. And yet people want out of their contract,...go figure.
She's—by far—the superior agent. She's only superior at one thing,...and I think we both know it isn't real estate.
A terrible tenant (according to you). But. She sure sells the heck out of some homes. And most people aren't interested in renting their homes to her (not that she's looking for a place to rent). They're interested in her selling their home. For more money. For less fees.
And she's very good at it. What the fuck are you good at Jason? All you do is talk about her,...do you plan on ever doing a fucking thing to contribute to your family other than post idiotic diatribe on the net and pretend to be some type of prophet?
I will deal with the rest of your response (read: self justification, deflection and projection) later. And I will handle it point by point. Out in the open. Nothing to hide. And you'll come around and offer more of the same... You can't let it go. You're consumed. You're way too invested. Your ego won't let you. Fuck you, you're an idiot, and you amuse me little man. Did you whine like this while you were taking it up the ass in prison? I'm guessing so.
Right now I'm going to go play lackey (read: loving husband) to my wife and babysit my kids. Jess and I just got home from a wonderful vacation in the mountains.... Now, we're going to take our kids to see Shakespeare on the stage...
You call that a vacation? Over the last two years I went to Egypt, Greece, and Italy jack ass, you don't even have a passport; and I'm sure she paid for the vacation. Woo Hoo, Shakespeare on the stage,...I can only imagine such things.
Of course, they actually allow women to be on the stage now. Men no longer are forced to play women on the stage. Don't be sad. You can continue to play one online though.Are you fucking retarded? I think you actually are; I hope I run into your little bitch ass one day, and we'll see if you have anything to say.
“Asses are made to bear, and so are you.” Yeah, I'm sure your ass has had to bear a lot.
And bear you I shall. Because you're one shrew who will never be tamed. So, please curtsy for us, Michael.
#1 REBUTTAL Owner of company
The Real Michael Creek (Part 3)
AUTHOR: Jason L Horton - (USA)
SUBMITTED: Monday, July 20, 2015
POSTED: Monday, July 20, 2015
>The “complaint” on this site you have mentioned (regarding me) was by an escaped convict that the DA’s office in Bellevue, WA. had asked me to testify against regarding fraud he had committed against a client of mine on a real estate transaction. He posted the fabricated complaints as revenge, as the letter from the DA explained. So it’s not exactly a real complaint.
None of my business.
It went online. You left town. You had no business. No clients. So, I suspect it hurt you. And you lashed back out at my wife in the same manner that you had been treated. You thought it would ruin her. I'm assuming the way it crippled your business (but that may just have been because you weren't a productive agent—I don't know). Doesn't matter. I don't care if it's true or not. None of my business. It doesn't concern me. I'm just merely pointing out: it WAS done to you. And you did it to others. I think you wanted to hurt others the way that you've been hurt. Purely a guess on my part, but it does seem accurate. And you continue to reinforce this opinion with your abhorrent actions. You're an idiot Jason, I left to make good solid money, while you stayed and went broke; feeding your kids Ramen noodles for dinner, and being homeless. I was proactive, while you chose to be inactive. >You and your wife simply believe that your problems are not your responsibility, they are everyone else’s.
Apparently, you only stalk me online.... You only cut and paste me—and don't do much reading (and you certainly can't comprehend what I'm saying—you lack the capacity). I take full responsibility for my actions. Nor do I deny them. Seriously? You inbred uneducated retard; you think you're a scholar? I doubt you finished high school.
>You attitude is simply “of course I didn’t pay my debt or honor my contract, I was broke!”
No, that isn't the attitude I take. If that were the case I would have filed bankruptcy and said, “Screw it.” Just as several builders and developers did to us. Boo fucking hoo. I haven't.
I never did.
I paid people. You didn't pay shit Jason, stop.
I pay people. You do not, unless you're paying with blow-jobs.
Constantly. Never People who were owed a whole lot more money than you. People who had some dignity... decorum... and didn't come online whining like little cowards. Gave us room to get settled. Start getting on our feet. Unlike you. You're a big baby who wanted what he wanted—when he wanted it. Without any thought or consideration for anyone else. Only: self. Blah, blah, blah >you were broke because of a series of bad decisions you made, and it’s no one’s problem or fault but yours, and your wife’s.
We were broke because: we weren't paid by our employer (which is why you didn't get paid). We were crippled by litigation and were heavily invested in a real estate market that completely collapsed. It happens. We fought our way back. Inch by inch. It's not how many times you get knocked down... it's how many times you get back up. You obviously don't do much studying of truly successful people... many have tried and failed... tried and failed... tried and and failed... FINALLY doing it. You were broke because you're stupid, and had no contract. You were broke because you mismanaged your business and your affairs. Again, it's not how many times we fail, Michael. It's how many times we get back up. Despite failing. And despite being kicked by unmerciful cowards—like you--while down. And it's how we conduct ourselves while it all goes on. We tried in good faith to work with you. Our proposal wasn't acceptable. The "we'll pay you one day" proposal? I know it's a shock to you, but most creditors frown on that. I offered you an agreement to sign for me to hold until a future date, and you balked at signing. Despite it being your idea.
>You repeatedly find yourselves in these situations.
I repeatedly shake my head at your obnoxious arrogance. It doesn't surprise me, but it sure is something to behold. To think you know anything about our current situation. I realize you stalk my wife (and now me) online... But. I never knew how consumed you are by us. You actually think you know about us. You don't. But. You seem to operate under the illusion of being familair. So, you're either arrogant as heck or delusional. Maybe both. I shake my head at your stupidity,...your never ending stupidity. Michael, you don't know anything about us. And if you do think you know something about us... I assure you: that reveals more about you than it does us. You think you're the first trailer park white trash I've ever run into?
No, you repeatedly find yourself in the lives of others. Making assumptions that you know nothing about. And what you don't "find out" by stalking... you make up--completely. Kind of like you, right?
>You insult my real estate abilities while ignoring the fact that while your wife did well at first,
Doing well again. Her business is the best it's ever been. Granted, she's not listing 70+ properties and working 80 hours a week. No, she's grown a lot more selective about who she takes as a client. And your post online helps to act as a funnel... a lot of people go in, but only a select few come out. These are the people who have the integrity to seek both sides... to ask questions... to get information... and have compassion...Eventually she will run out of old people to victimize.
Or, either they're the people who are smart enough to not give a dang about this report and just want Jess to do what she's good at: selling houses for more money and less expenses. They could care less about her private life. They probably have a few skeletons in their past as well. They're just not so self-righteous to put their noses up to others. And I'm sure many of them thank God that they don't have some little sniveling coward in their lives--one like you. One who comes online to post all their deepest darkest secrets. No Jason, you creep them out, they just hope to save some money.
Because if people acted like you... the world would be in chaos. Just the chaos and turmoil that you have in your soul. You are a sad and tormented man. The world is in chaos idiot, try watching the news.
The rest? So what! Let them move on. It's their right. Nobody is stopping them. And we certainly won't beg to have their business. Because if they're not smart enough to understand simple economics... don't really care to have them around. Maybe they just don't care to do business with a complete piece of shit like you Jason; ever think about that?
>she lost her business,
Yep. The market collapsed. Lots of agents brokers lost their business. Again, how many times you get back up.... Yet you say I"couldn't cut it"?
She rebuilt it.
She rebuilt it despite you coming online and trying to destroy her. Attacking her and her company that had NOTHING to do with anything. But, again, you knew that. That's why you did it. That's why you do it now. I have no desire to destroy anyone Jason, I merely put the facts on the table so people can make an informed decision.
Jess is a fighter. A lot mentally tougher than me. And a lot tougher than you. Well, you are a pussy, so that's not a big surprise; but no cupcake, she's far from being tougher than me, and anyone that knows me, would laugh in your face for saying it.
And won the litigation. You fail to mention that. Of course you do. How convenient... How did you go to trial in Georgia and win while living in Washington State, that's interesting. Reaching a settlement that leaves you flat broke isn't what I call winning.
>moved across the US with no secure job,
The financials we were given indicated it was secure enough. The owners paying over $10,000 to move us across the country was a pretty good indicator they were serious...Like I said, no contract, no real job, just empty promises.
Not to mention, it was public knowledge that the owners other company (the online platform) was being purchased for about 30 Million Dollars by Realtor.com or Move.com. I forget which. It was a pretty good bet.
No dumb ass, Inman News gave them 3 million in venture capital after Realtor.com backed out of it; and that was ActiveRain, not Brio realty. Your job was not with ActiveRain idiot, so it had nothing to do with you.
It's funny... despite my low opinion of the owners for not paying us... I have to give them credit. Despite being used and abused by the purchaser... despite being manipulated by them.... despite being exploited by them.... despite that company using a due diligence period to 'examine' the source code...
Despite that company not keeping their deal.... not honoring their word.... backing out of an agreement....
You don't see the owners coming online and filing Ripoff Reports about them. You don't see them coming online and crying... whining... pouting... pitching a fit...
No, they just hired a top-notch law firm and sued them,; not remotely comparable. You made it pretty clear that if I sued you, you would file bankruptcy, so what would have been the point Jason? You only seem to recall the parts that support your version of events, and disregard those that don't. I wish I could have sued you.I should sue two broke people that live in Georgia over a contract they signed in Washington State, and I should do so while in Iraq? Seriously?
No. You don't see that. Why? Because despite it all... they had a little more tact and decency. They understood the proper venue for handling disputes. The legal system. They had a legitimate grievance. And they addressed it in the proper venue. Sorry kiddo, but this is the tech age, and it's all online now.
You? You cared nothing about the money. You were making plenty of it (by your own accounts). You weren't interested in being paid. You were only interested in hurting. Dominating. Shaming. Embarrassing.
No, that's fantasy, I wanted my money. I hate to tell you, but even people that have money expect to be paid money they're owed. Banks have billions, but they still expect to be paid, right?
You enjoy it.
You take great satisfaction off of it. Not really, it just passes the time.
You are an abuser.
You are a coward. Yet more of a man than you'll ever be.
My wife is a fighter. And she's way better than both of us. Way better.She's a skank, stop lying.
But. You do love to deflect off you... none of this has anything to do with anything. More mud slinging. More finger pointing. More misdirection. You do anything and everything to get this conversation off: YOU. Who you are. A coward...Uh, you're the one that owes money, not me. This isn't about me idiot, it's about you two deadbeats. And what you're about.
Causing pain and harm to others...Nah, I love people Jason, but,....when people fuck me over,....well; it's like they told you in prison Jason,..you let one guy take one thing from you, and you know all to well what comes next.
>got fired or quit again,
You say, “again”.... When did we get fired or quit the first time???? More of your “lets forget the facts and just make them up as we go!” More mud slinging. More: Trying to belittle someone. Your need to belittle others is amazing. It really is. Your business partners no longer wanted to be partners with you, they sued you; that's a lot like being fired.
Nobody got “fired again”. You can't be fired from a company that you own. And nobody fired us in Washington. You likely got fired, poor people don't quit.
>then ran all the way back home and lived in poverty,
Makes me think of the opening lines from: “I'm proud to be an American.”
“If tomorrow all things were gone... that I worked for all my life. And I had to start again... with my children and my wife... I'd thank my lucky stars to be living here today. Because the flag still stands for freedom. And you can't take that away...” Yep. It was hard, Michael. It sure was. Hard on her, she went to work.
And, yes, we were right at the poverty level for a bit. We lost it all. But. We did start over. I did walk to get places. We did live in a camper (while our kids stayed in rooms at their grandparents). I did have to have my boss pick me up and carry me to work. I did have to rent Jess a car to get her to showing appointments...What happened, couldn't "hack it" in the real estate business?
I sure did.
And we never took a dime of welfare. Not a single dime. Not a penny of food stamps. No section 8 vouchers. We worked. We worked harder... we worked longer... we worked smarter... and we dug ourselves out of the hole. Hold on, let me get a Kleenex, I'm tearing up here.
Hard work. Determination. Ingenuity. Innovation. Don't forget lies, deception, theft, and failure to pay debts.
We got back up.
Despite you. Despite me? Really? I provided you two dumb-asses with a place to live when you obviously were not credit worthy renters. You did not have all the money you needed to pay the rent and deposit. You wanted to move in two weeks early, yet you never paid for that two weeks. You were about to be homeless, and I handed you a beautifully furnished home; a very expensive home. And you "got back up despite me"? Ain't that a bitch. What did you do to me in return? You royally fucked me. Despite others who used your words to hurt us. My words represent your actions Jason, thus it was your actions people used to hurt you; you need to own that. People you fuck over in life are not obligated to keep that a secret for you. I've merely tried to prevent others from falling for your folksy line of bullshit and trusting you for the wrong reasons, as I did.
> until she rebuilt her business by paying people to represent them.
I remember how even years later... you would e-mail my wife and call her. It was so creepy how you would stay glued to her website. Always following her around. Always reading her tweets... always reading her facebook posts... always stalking her... I have never in my entire life called your wife, ever, not even as an agent; we have never once spoken on a phone, nor has she called me, for that matter. You called me at my home.No one is stalking your skanky fat ass dipshit wife dude, get that through your thick ass skull. Don't flatter yourself, she ain't all that. I wouldn't fuck her with your dick. It's amazing how you spent your free time. Obsessed with my wife. She's nasty dude, again, don't flatter yourself. Her make-up is plastered on like fucking Bozo the clown, and her ass is the size of a Buick. Maybe in Podunk Georgia she's doable, but I don't live in Podunk Georgia. You only 'think' (and I use that term very loosely) you know something about her. You 'thinking' you know because: in your mind there is this closeness. This familiarity. See: you're a stalker. And you have a very warped view of life—in general. What you can't posses... you must dominate... destroy.You need to stop smoking crack dude, you're high.
My wife had a business plan to get momentum going. Something you wouldn't know anything about. You never had any momentum as an agent. Never. Idiot, I have a Business Degree.
And for the record: I'm pretty sure people pay her—very well. Heck! It's even rumored that she gets buyer to pay her to view homes too. I hear it's $150.00 for each home. Not true. But that's what people say.... She's so good that she gets credit for things she doesn't even do. Of course, this is sarcasm. More lies spread by people who can't compete with her—so they do the only thing they can do: discredit. She's a hoe, nothing more; hoe's always make money. You're kinda like her pimp now that I think about it; and her babies daddy.
>You both chose to move to Washington State with no written agreement to work for a relatively new real estate company owned by a man you barely knew.
We have a written agreement, Michael. We just don't come online and post every boo boo that we have collected over the years. See, us “ignorant southern hicks” are made of much tougher stuff than that. We don't have to come online and cry and whine about people screwing us over. Not paying us.
Nah, you're just ignorant Southern hicks Jason, that's all; I was born and raised in the South, and I know hicks when I see them and I'm certainly not saying all Southerners are hicks; but some obviously are. Because you got cheated by people and chose to remain silent, does not obligate people cheated by you to do the same. If you don't like people telling the world when and how you cheated them, then don't cheat people Jason. You claim to be a Christian? Christian's pay their debts Jason, they don't give excuses, they don't try and justify why they don't pay the debt; they simply pay the debt.
We have a lot more decorum. That is funny, white trash.
We have a lot more dignity. Did you have dignity while on your knees in prison with your face planted in some dudes crotch? You did not.
We learn from our mistakes and move on. We don't hold on to things... chewing on them... gnawing on them.... unable to move on...
We just get busy with our lives. No future in the past. Only miserable people like to vacation there. It's your permanent residency. But. You know what they say, “hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.” And you've apparently been severely burned.
And my gosh you have a temper. Your little tantrums are fierce. Really? You write twenty page rambling responses to people calling them names, belittling and insulting them, and they are the one's having a tantrum?
Have an appointment this morning....
Will continue more later.
Crazy Jason Hortons 3 day rant continued,.........
AUTHOR: Jason L Horton - (USA)
SUBMITTED: Tuesday, July 21, 2015
POSTED: Tuesday, July 21, 2015
> Firstly, you and I never had any discussions (email or otherwise) during the entire fiasco that was your life at that time (it was only much later that you had the guts to contract me); which I was dragged into.
I was busy taking care of a million and one details. But. You had my personal and company e-mail. You didn't try and contact me either, did you? I was on the lease, was I not? No, you were quite happy running to my wife. You always brought her such pretty flowers to the office... such pretty pictures of you... Say what you want, but you have always—actively--sought her attention.
That's the most absurd claim you've made to date. Why are you so obsessed with claiming I had/have a thing for your fat ass wife? I gave all of the women in the office flowers, idiot. It would have been a little rude to give them to all the women but her don't you think? You need to understand Jason; I do not, nor have I ever wanted to fuck your wife, it's that simple. Maybe it makes you feel good to think you have something I want; but you do not.I have never sent anyone pictures of me, that's plain silly. Why give someone you see almost every day a photo of yourself? If she even has a picture of me, it's a promo picture taken by the company for the website.
And quit playing the victim. It's very unbecoming. You weren't drug into anything. You put yourself there. Oh, I get it, if you fuck someone out of money, it's their fault for trusting you in the first place? That pretty much sums you up doesn't it?
It had nothing to do with guts, Michael. It had to do with priority. You wanted us out. And my priority was taking care of my family and trying—my best—to get your home ready for rental. I did the best that I could with what I had to work with. And all friends and family being 3,000 miles away.
Really, leaving all of your furniture and trash in my house was an effort to get it ready for rental? Do you ever stop lying Jason? Seriously, you have an issue when it comes to being truthful. I never insisted you leave, I have the emails to prove that, so stop beating that lie to death.
However, this is nothing more than your same song and dance. Deflect... Deflect... Deflect... There is no "deflection" Jason, you are a liar and a theif, and that's a cold hard fact.
Project. Project. Project. The only person lacking 'guts' is you. You came online and attacked a woman and her business. It wasn't a business that rented from you. One has nothing to do with the other. But, again, you know that... you knew that... and that's why you did it.
That'snot quite true Jason, it was a Broker, my Broker that I rented to based on knowing her from our business dealings. You two were being booted out of the business owners home so they could sell it. and I offered you my home after discussing it with that owner. I never advertised that house for rent, and in fact already had a renter for the entire upstairs portion of the home; and I asked him to move out. How about you be a man for just one second and acknowledge that I did what I could to help two people with kids that were in a bind, and I got fucked for doing so? That's the short of it Jason. Now here we are seven years later, and this is exactly where we will be twenty years from now. You're the most dishonest and unappreciative ingrate I've ever met in my entire life, you really are.
>You chose to sit-back and let your wife deal with it all,
No, I was busy loading up a moving truck and getting all that I could handle—handled. No, It wasn't enough. But. I did the best that I could with what I had to work with. Sometimes things just don't work out the way we want them to. Really? You're telling me that?
> because she pretty much wears the pants in the family.
Projection. We both know who gives the orders in your household, Michael. When she says, “Tiào!” You JUMP! And you keep jumping.
Is that a racist comment Jason? So you're a homophobe and a racist? I guess that's not surprising.
> That’s why I have so many emails from your wife, and none from you.
E-mails.... E-mails.... E-mails.... You and your e-mails. It's like a broken record....That's exactly what emails are Jason, a record of a conversation with a time and date stamp on it. You say they mean nothing because they're copied and pasted onto websites, yet you offer up "testimonials" copied and pasted on your website as proof of how happy your clients are.
>That’s why your perception of what took place is so absurd and distorted;
We aren't ever going to agree. You're too full of subjectivity (and something else). And you will never own up to who you really are. Not in a million years. That's fine. I'm not the one who searches the hearts.... Not my issue.
Who or what I am has no bearing on the debt you created with me. Are you saying you don't have to pay debts to people if you don't like them? You don't have to pay debts to people because they have money? Seriously, you have a lot of justifications for not paying your debts, but that's not surprising in the least. That's exactly why I put this information on the net; so people will know that if they trust you to have a debt to them, you have a million ways to justify not paying that debt. You will find a way to make it their fault you didn't pay. Your a piece of shit Jason, and you've been a piece of shit all your life. Taking what isn't yours is your trademark Jason, it always has been, and it always will be.
>because you weren’t man enough to step up to the plate and deal with the situation;
I was man enough to get my family home and back to the life they knew. And I busted my butt to make it happen. Did I do it perfectly? No. I didn't. But. I got us back. And we're still together.
You're a poor excuse for a man Jason, you can't even support your family. You put your family in the position they were in, and you did not take them back to a life thay knew. You took them back to poverty, and being homeless; it's nothing to be proud of.
>you let your wife handle it, just as you let your wife support you and the kids.
I understand your need to belittle me. It gives you this [false] sense of superiority. You feel weak and inferior... so you have to make others feel the same. Even more so. That way you aren't quite as miserable.
I'm not the least bit miserable, but if it makes you feel good to think so, then go right ahead. I have a successful 15 year marriage, and we have been financially successful as well. I've been fortunate enough to travel all over the world, and see things most people will only see on TV. I'm not a worthless piece of shit like you, so I suppose in that respect I am superior to you, but it's nothing I dwell on.
Belittle me. Because you don't care to face who you are: a coward. Jason, the fact is, in a physical controntation I'd beat you like a rag doll against a wall, and you know that. I have lived in the most dangerous places in the world; I have been shot at, and I have had mortars land with 50 yeards of me, raining rocks down on me. You have lived your entire life in one little spot, your little safety zone of comfort. You're in no position to call any man a coward Jason.
You've been to prison for taking things that don't belong to you, and that's cowardly. When you were arrested, you sold your accomplices out, you snitched on them to get a better deal for yourself; guys you had known all your life. You verbally abused 65 year old women on the phone, and on the net; and that's extremely cowardly. You call me a coward, because you know you are one. You're like that guy that constantly bad mouths homosexuals, when in fact, he is one.
>As I recall, I even tried to help you get a job overseas; but you had a million excuses. You cried about your back hurting. You say you have skills, just none that would have enable you to work overseas and make the kind of money you needed at that time; the kind of money that would have lifted your family out of poverty and fed your kids real food,..not Ramen noodles for dinner.
We lifted ourselves out of near-poverty. I gave you a home, when you had no home; and you in turn shit on me. If that's "lifting yourself out of poverty" then yes, you did that.
And.. Money isn't everything. Sometimes better to do without certain things—and your wife and children have the stability of their parents being home. But. I wouldn't expect you to understand that. I don't think you have kids. And certainly not one who is autistic. Our kids needed us—together.
You have a million excuses for failing to provide for your family. You could have taken a job overseas and quit after just 6 months; you would have had $50,000 in the bank Jason, and that would have done more for your family than you sitting home with them. You were simply to afraid, and to lazy, to do that.
And that's exactly what we gave them.
> Yet you chose to not apply for a single job after I sent you the links to the sites that offered such jobs.
Actually, I did apply. And I was going to explore certain proposals. Not just with your company, but other places that would have carried me out of state. But. My wife and I had a talk. The family and I had a talk. And we—as a family—decided that we would find a way to make it work. Here. Together. Whatever.
And we did.
>You are a slacker Jason, nothing more. You are dishonest Jason, as is your wife.
I'm a lot of things, but a 'slacker' isn't one of them. Again, you focus on your limited experience and the clown lady's business... and you overlook a whole mountain of evidence that states to the contrary. Why? Because you only care about your point of view. You care nothing about truth. Only you being validated.What "evidence", those statements you copied and pasted onto your website? I thought you said copy/pasted text is proof of nothing?
You—for whatever reason—need to be validated.
And you must put down others to feel better about yourself.
It's not about what I "feel" Jason, it's about how you cheat people, how you steal from people; and that's it. You started in with the insults, the calling me a coward a hundred times per response. If you don't like insults, then don't insult people.
>You have stated how professional your wife is, and how much integrity she has; yet she allows you to write her responses to clients on message boards.
Does she? Or, do she and I work on them together as a couple? Do we also consult with people that we employ/contract with?
You're not a licensed agent Jason, you have no business dealing directly with her clients, it's a serious rule violation that could cost her her license. You want to consult with real estate clients, you want to deal with them via email on her behalf, then you go get a real estate license; stop being lazy.
Let me put it to you like this: It's none of your business.
It's my business if I want it to be my business Jason; you don't decide what is and isn't my business. You berated a client online for not "honoring her contract", and having dealt with you in the past, and knowing full well you yourself do not honor your contracts, I felt inclined to let that be known.
But. I understand why you think this... because YOU went online and posted blogs in her name. Posing as her. Telling your little sob story. I think the Google Blogger account (that you created) is still up. I don't know. I don't spend my time checking it.
The point is: this more of your projection. This is what you've done... so this is how you assume others will operate. It's what others will do. Because narcissistic egomaniacs can't conceive of anything other than: how they view the world.
Do you have a degree in psychology? If so, I'd like to see it. I doubt you even finished high school and you're going around anlyzing people. It's really ridiculous.
Because that's what you've done... you arrogantly assume others do it also.
>That’s right, anyone that reads her long winded responses to the currently disgruntled clients will see that it’s pretty obvious you wrote them; You, with Your. Famous. One. Word. Sentences; and the abuse of the word coward and arrogant.
Well, if anyone would recognize abuse... it would most certainly be you, Micheal. You do enjoy abusing women and children. At least mine.
If anyone has abused your wife and children, it's you, not me. I don't ever see them.You certainly weren't worried about your kids while they were in my back yard unsupervised while beating my birdbath into a pile of dust with a large rock, and kickin in the lattice work on all of my benches out.
You have this need to dominate. I think it's because you've been dominated your entire life. You have all this resentment.
Yeah idiot, that's me, dominated. Your such and idiot it's ridiculous, you really are. You follow your wife around like a fucking puppy, even carrying her purse for her. You are nothing more than her little bitch, and you know it.
>You mentioned the single misspelled word in my previous response, so why don’t you read through these emails your wife sent her employer in Washington State?
It's comical how wounded your ego gets. How's amazing how easily you jump through hoops for me. I knew exactly what you were going to do (that's why I did it).
You're so smart Jason, it's amazing; a real master of the universe. I wonder why you can't find work, why you never had a career? The reality is Jason, I got you to go onto a site that never deletes the postings and make a complete ass out of yourself. All that idiotic crap you have posted will be there forever, and it will cost you a lot of business. You got played dumb ass.
I know you. I know all about your kind... Your ilk... I used to hang around them as a child. You're still a child Jason.
I knew if I pointed our typo that it would send you over the edge. You would start your world famous Cutting and Pasting jobs (like an info-mercial for a food processor... firing it right out...).
No, you just felt inclined to point out a typo as if you were some type of linguist, and in turn I showed emails from your illiterate wife that made her look like a complete idiot. Now you want to dismiss that as some type of ingenius play on your part. I'm not sure who you think is reading this crap, other than people that know you. Nothing you have said has or will hurt me in any way; but it will hurt you and it will hurt your business. So if you find the destruction of your business entertaining, then I'll oblige you.
I knew this because: you can't handle the slightest little criticism. One little imperfection... one little blemish... and it horrifies you... what will people think? Will they see that I'm not so perfect? Will they say that I make mistakes? Thanks Dr. Phil, your brilliant. You sure spend a lot of time trying to determine what's going on in my head don't you?
Your need to for approval and acceptance is sad. See?
Your need to be right is sad. See?
I guess that's why you think: “Jason, will fall completely apart over my posts. They expose his faults and mistakes.”
I don't really give a shit what you think about my posts Jason; but when you respond with five part posts to something I said, then yeah, it's fair to say you fell apart. I know you think you have excellent writing skills, and you think people read the garbage you write and think "damn, that Jasons really smart", but that's not at all what's happening Jason. Your clients, and potential clients will read what you've written and realize you have mental health issues, and you're a convict; then many will steer clear of you because it's simply better to be safe than sorry. You think you're helping your wife with this foolishness, when nothing can be further from the truth.
You are arrogantly projecting your faults and weaknesses onto me. That's what you would do.
Who really cares what I do or why I do it Jason? I don't own a business, I have no clients, no one is googling my name. I'm retiring at the end of this year Jason, at the age of 50. I no longer need to work Jason; you need to, you just don't.
I point out a typo and you have to point out 50 more that someone else made. You have to prove someone wrong. You have to prove someone to be worse than you. It's a need for you...No, I merely showed you to be the hypocrite you are Jason.
It's an insatiable lust you have. I have no lust for you, don't flatter yourself.
One mistake and you have to go off on tangent of throwing up 50 more made by someone else. Anything to get the light off you. I just showed your wife to be an illiterate idiot, and that bothers you.
>She’s an idiot Jason;
Careful, Michael. If she's such an idiot... she may be non compos mentis. That would mean that she wasn't legally capable of entering a contract. And your entire rent contract would be null and void.... :)
As you said, you signed it too; and being an idiot doesn't void a contract, being brain damaged does. Idiot's enter into contracts every single day. So, you're no Perry Mason
It's okay. God looks after the idiots. And she sure does sell the heck out of some homes. More than you Ivory Tower clingin' self ever did. Yeah dumb ass, living in Iraq and Afghanistan for seven years is a fucking Ivory Tower.
But. Thank you for proving my point. You are an abuser of women. You talk down them to them. You belittle them. You need to dominate them. I merely tell the truth, if I wished to dominate your wife, she'd be working a street corner for me.
>she’s a dumb as a brick.
“she's a dumb as a brick.” You mean: “She is AS dumb as a brick”, right? I agree.
I'm pretty sure her mom and dad were married.... :) (tongue firmly planted in my cheek).
Projection.Because YOUR arrogant butt says, right? Not the hundreds of clients she's worked with over the years?
>and completely void of anything resembling integrity.
Again, see above. You're talking about yourself. Not her. You. Projection. One word cannot be a sentence, idiot.
> That’s the funniest part of the emails; her goal was to appear quite the opposite, and instead, she only showed herself to be the biggest idiot poor Jon had ever encountered.
And once again you fail to disclose all the facts...
You fail to publish the e-mail where she apologized to everyone—in advance—for how terrible the e-mails were going to be. Why were they terrible? Because her laptop screen was cracked...and there was this huge black spot on a good bit of the screen. She couldn't see what she typed. Not all of it. Yeah, yeah, yeah Jason; more bullshit excuses.
But. I'm not one for the self-justification HA. And I really don't give a d**n what you think about her YES YOU DO. But. We both know you think enough to send her flowers and pictures of yourself...
Never in my life have I sent her flowers idiot. As I've said before, often, on my way to work I would stop for coffee and buy a few bundles of flowers at the grocery store next to Starbucks. I would simply hand them out the the ladies in the office to brighten their day; it's what a gentleman does, you wouldn't understand. I certainly didn't think she would presume that the flowers meant I wanted to fuck her, because the thought never crossed my mind. If you thought I was trying to get in your wifes pants with flowers, I'm guessing you would have said something; that is what a man would do.
And you think enough to constantly seek her attention... always calling... always e-mailing... Dude, your wife is fat and disgusting, she's not the least bit attractive to me. The only guy that wants to fuck her is you, and you're pretty much a bottom feeder anyway.
If she's so dumb, what does that say about you? What does it say about you, you bred with her, and look how that turned out.
But. She's not dumb. Far from it. Yeah, she really is; after all, she married you.
>So here we go Jason, let’s take a look at what your dimwitted wife sent to her agents in Washington State. Keep in mind, now these are now a matter of permanent record, and I can’t even remove them. You did this to her Jason, you did it. My personal favorite was “That never happended either”.
I've watched these movies where the woman is married to an abusive spouse.... and the abuser always has something to say like, “See what yo've gone and made me do! See what you made me do” This is what he says to the wife/girl friend as he pounds his fists into her.... beating her... punching her.... kicking her.... Yeah, and that's often some broke-dick ex-con that's doing that.
That's you, Michael. An abuser. Not physically. Mentally. Emotionally. With your little online attacks. It's how you think. And as a man thinks in his heart... that is what he truly is. And we know how you think. It's been displayed online--for all the world to see. You. Are. A. Coward. You. Are. An. Abuser. You. Are. So. Funny. And. Illiterate.
Listen, I realize you were sexually abused as a child, and then again in prison; so you are inclined to see all men as abusers, but that's not the case. If a women cheats you, steals from you, takes advantage of you; and you post it online, that's not abuse. It's simply warning others that may fall prey to her. Being a woman doesn't mean you can do no wrong, and suffer no consequences.
No, Michael. You had a choice. You always have a choice. And you chose to try and harm someone. You chose to try and shame them. You chose to not take the higher ground. I have no obligation to "take higher ground".
Did you take the high road and pay me even though you felt you didn't have to? No, you did not. But. That's like asking a slug to go climb everest. You are exactly what you accuse others of.
Really, that's the best analogy you could come up with? I don't see anyone on the net claiming I owe them money. >So, I suppose it’s now up to potential clients to decide if this is the woman they want representing them in what may well be the biggest financial decision of their life.
I guess it probably makes you madder than hell than some “ignorant country bumpkin” has sold more homes—in a year in business—that you ever did your short career as an agent.
Not really, I still made more money; my net worth is greater, my property portfolio is greater, so no Jason, I'm unimpressed with her accomplishments and less impressed with your total lack of any personal accomplishments. Being an agent is hardly my lifes ambition idiot, I buy and sell properties to make money, big money. How many properties do you own?
I bet it makes you even madder that you didn't destroy her 5 years ago. She's still around.
Your latest little fit... the jury is still out on it. We'll see... time will tell. Indeed it will, and don't cry when it does.