The General Musings of Falkie2013 (George Senda, The Guy From Pittsburgh)

[Rally Squirrel]

why NOT a
chia "The Guy from Pittsburgh"
chia Falkie
chia Sweet Kathy Fleshy Mutant Love Doll
chia Ratty Patty
chia "busty" blonde way underage girl
marketing possibilities are endless !

Would the Falkie come with shears so you can make it look like he cut his own hair?

[Lil Godzilla]

Has anyone heard from OpenLinesGerry? Hope everything is okay. Did the Master eat him by mistake?

[Happier Times are Coming]

Has anyone heard from OpenLinesGerry? Hope everything is okay. Did the Master eat him by mistake?

I have a source that has told me (and others) that OLG's brain surgery, he had months ago, went wrong and he may not be back

[SergeantMajor]

That is unfortunate

[Happier Times are Coming]

WTF
is it with brain surgery ?
Bomar has been treated for problem behavior ?
(turns out he is much better)
score one success for the old frontal lobe lobotomy !

[Bomar]

Bomar is God...

And I am just the Smegma of everyone's life...

Dudette,...

You are not worth the effort to communicate with...

Piss off, you drunk...

But if you want to get serious, I have my own scalpel set...

But a 3 inch water pipe, with a quick left to right motion removes the frontal lobe very efficiently, without all that surgical expense and formality...

Bomar

[DigitalPigSnuggler]

Dudette,...

You are not worth the effort to communicate with...

Piss off, you drunk...

But if you want to get serious, I have my own scalpel set...

But a 3 inch water pipe, with a quick left to right motion removes the frontal lobe very efficiently, without all that surgical expense and formality...

Bomar

Do you get invited to many family holiday gatherings?

[Happier Times are Coming]

Dudette (s),...

I am feeling so alive after my recent surgery.
All you dudettes trapped in a dude's body rejoice.
You are worth the effort to communicate with...so here I am !

Piss off, you so called normal people....

But I want to get serious, I have my own scalpel set...
and, by trying out on a volunteer (me) I found...

a 3 inch rusty butter knife, with a quick left to right motion removes the male genitalia very efficiently, without all that surgical expense and formality...

(a happier neutered)
Bomar

I simply have no comment

[3OctaveFart]

It's Dec. 1, donation day from the government.

George is getting cable TV today.

http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=UhNnCooO6JY

[Lilith]

It's Dec. 1, donation day from the government.

George is getting cable TV today.

http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=UhNnCooO6JY

George was defending himself for reporting that there was an active shooter at OSU.  That's what happens when you copy from other peoples news reports instead of getting out there and doing your own journalism.

It really wouldn't matter exept for the fact that George is so outspoken about his hatred for anyone copying him.

[Yorkshire pud]

It's Dec. 1, donation day from the government.

George is getting cable TV today.

http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=UhNnCooO6JY

The irony! Openng shot refers to domestic violence!

[Yorkshire pud]

George was defending himself for reporting that there was an active shooter at OSU.  That's what happens when you copy from other peoples news reports instead of getting out there and doing your own journalism.

It really wouldn't matter exept for the fact that George is so outspoken about his hatred for anyone copying him.

Brig; you've been here long enough now to know that Senda's mantra is "do as I say, not as I do". He has no concept of hypocrisy.

[Laurakinch]

It's Dec. 1, donation day from the government.

George is getting cable TV today.

http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=UhNnCooO6JY

Who in hell would bother watching this shit, sitting through three minutes of floating pics at the beginning? I don't know what's worse, that or his old intro of several minutes of static whilst looking at that fat ugly mug of his.

[Yorkshire pud]

Who in hell would bother watching this shit, sitting through three minutes of floating pics at the beginning? I don't know what's worse, that or his old intro of several minutes of static whilst looking at that fat ugly mug of his.

Cue Senda reading this when he wakes up in five hours from now and making a video outlining that you're that bitch from the dmv who doesn't know anything about news gathering.

[SredniVashtar]

I notice that he likes to mention the names of his new subscribers. Can I suggest that someone subscribe to his channel using the name 'Stupid_Cunt_Senda' and see if they get a shout-out?

[SredniVashtar]

Oh god, I wish that fat turd would get run over by a steamroller. He still doesn't know that it's called 'Quantum of Solace' not 'Silence'!! What the fuck, Senda, you total arse!!!

[3OctaveFart]

The still photos are painfully bad to sit through, especially when they're of crime scenes.

If you made it to the end (it's good background for cleaning a room), he is finally done paying Kathy's bills. Whatever reason he was paying her debts, the logic still eludes.

[DigitalPigSnuggler]

Whatever reason he was paying her debts, the logic still eludes.

He thinks she's in for a big payday someday when her husband's family takes the dirt nap and he inherits their fortune.  Kathy divorces him and gets some fraction of that, and then Senda beats it and/or guilt trips it out of her.  That's the ONLY reason he gives a shit about Kathy since she stopped giving him taxi service.  Paying her bills is just a way of kissing her ass so that she'll keep a favorable opinion of him in spite of the bruises.

Speaking of that, now that Kathy has been out of Senda's wife-beating clutches for awhile, I wonder if her "delicate skin" is still all bruised up.  Do a video on that one, Fatass.

[Happier Times are Coming]

The still photos are painfully bad to sit through, especially when they're of crime scenes.

If you made it to the end (it's good background for cleaning a room), he is finally done paying Kathy's bills. Whatever reason he was paying her debts, the logic still eludes.

I have always thought of "paying Kathy's bills" as FALKIE LOGIC
allow me to explain
Falkie asked to have his name added to her card
Falkie told Kathy he would pay for gas used hauling his ass around
Falkie used card to purchase cat food
Falkie used card to purchase any worthless crap the gas station convenience store carries
but in Falkie's universe it was her card, therefore her bill.
(even though he told her he would pay for stuff charged for his use and benefit)

[Happier Times are Coming]

Dudette (s),...

I am feeling so alive after my recent surgery.
All you dudettes trapped in a dude's body rejoice.
You are worth the effort to communicate with...so here I am !

Piss off, you so called normal people....

But I want to get serious, I have my own scalpel set...
and, by trying out on a volunteer (me) I found...

a 3 inch rusty butter knife, with a quick left to right motion removes the male genitalia very efficiently, without all that surgical expense and formality...

(a happier neutered)
Bomar

I still have NO comment, other than perhaps..
video later ?
(asking for a friend)

[Happier Times are Coming]

Just had the pleasure of viewing George's latest YouTube video production and toward the end he mentioned with a smirk how it is getting cold (around 35 degrees) and I remember George at one time commenting on when he gets cold (smiling) he gets a little twitchie woody thing going ? I never understood that as I always thing of George Costanza mentioning he gets shrinkage in the cold ?
Oh well

[Corona Kitty]

Has anyone heard from OpenLinesGerry? Hope everything is okay. Did the Master eat him by mistake?

Heard the C.I.A killed him

R.i.p. Olg

[damon]

Heard the C.I.A killed him

R.i.p. Olg

I think that open lines Gerry is one of many phantom accounts on bellgab

[Corona Kitty]

I think that open lines Gerry is one of many phantom accounts on bellgab

The conspiracy continues

[Open Lines Gerry]

I think that open lines Gerry is one of many phantom accounts on bellgab

An open letter to George Senda and the Circle of Trust (plus Justin):
Inboxed to George and the Circle moments ago

Greetings, George and the Circle of Trust,
I am pleased to be able to tell you that the reports of my demise as posted on SewerGab the past couple of days have been greatly exaggerated.  I'm sorry that I was away and unable to respond to the multiple inboxes, and it appears that the Circle has all but disbanded in my absence.  Ol' Gerry was rocked to his core when George revealed his own - and I MUST call a spade a spade here - betrayal of the Circle in his apology letter (and others) after the fraud of the supposed InOrbit podcast network was revealed.  Those revelations began a series of events that sent me into a downward spiral, eventually resulting in my being detained in a rehab ("re-education," in my opinion) facility in northern B.C.  I have not had access to the internet for weeks, and am now just getting caught up on all that has gone down.  I want to thank B---G--'s area51drone specifically for his efforts to reach out to Mrs. Gerry and me, and to everyone for their concern about my welfare.  Thank you to Justin as well for his recent note and kind words.

As was surmised, I went into a severe tail-spin, and returned to drinking after George confessed to how he had thrown all of us - his best and most loyal supporters - COMPLETELY UNDER THE BUS.  I was shocked and deeply saddened at how easily and callously he could tell Bernard and others that he was fully prepared to cut us all loose.  I thought we all, especially Justin and SWT(tm), meant more to him than that.  I turned to the only solace I could find, and my tempting mistress - that damned bottle - called to me again in a way I could not resist.  I went on a bender like I had not been on in a long time.

It was in a semi-permanent drunken state that I wandered into the local Walmart.  Being disassociated from my better judgment, I made some unfortunate remarks to the cashier, a First Nations (known as a Native American in the U.S.) member, regarding Donald Trump - likening her to a "Canadian version of a Mexican," and telling her what Mr. Trump would do to her and her kind.  Now that I'm back to being sober, I deeply regret how I hurt this woman, and if I wasn't barred from seeing her again, I'd go apologize.  Anyway, the RCMP was called, and I was detained for a hate speech violation as what I said was not protected under the Canadian Charter of Rights and Freedoms.  I was placed on the equivalent of a psychiatric hold, and forced to go to a rehab facility that addressed my drinking, anger issues, and "hateful" thoughts towards minorities.  They finally let me out last night, and I returned home to Mrs. Gerry, who is none too pleased.

Fortunately, my employer is not allowed to terminate me, and had to put me on a short-term disability leave while I received "treatment."  I will return to work on Monday, but expect to be on a very short leash given the issues I have described previously.  I do need to publicly acknowledge Jason Callan's Legion, which stepped up in a big way.  The Legion members (of which I am one) must have read about my employment insecurity before I went away because I started receiving PayPal donations from several of them.  What began as a trickle turned into a flood, and I ended up receiving hundreds of small donations - mostly $1 to $5.  Mrs. Gerry and I are now looking forward to a great Christmas season with her grandkids, and we'll be able to have a nice family dinner with presents for everybody.  Thank you to Mr. Callan and his Legion for their support and generosity!

Now, I must address the larger issue here, and that is the behavior of "The Master" (and yes - it is now in quotes):
A man comes into this business - fighting the good fight in the Sewer thread and standing up for George - and the abuse and vile accusations from the detractors are an accepted part of it.

But the humiliation, the embarrassment...  There are NO EXCUSES that George can offer here.  This is now part of George Senda's legacy - that he betrayed his own Circle of Trust.

George has been though tough times before.  I've been through the ups and downs with him, as we all have, but this?!?  THIS HURTS, and it put Ol' Gerry in the mindset that my world was crashing down around me.  It left me sputtering and out of control, which scares me.

At the end of the day, George's treacherous actions can define the Circle of Trust, or it can drive us to greater heights than we've collectively achieved before.  I am willing to let bygones be bygones, and to forgive George's indiscretions (which were driven primarily by his lusts, greed, and cravings), and am willing to work with each of you - George included - once again in order to build his subscriber base, his YouTube views, his earning potential, and his rise to fame and notoriety in the paranormal world.

Circle of Trust members, can we - and will we - be united again?  Think about what the Circle of Trust - WITH SOMETHING TO PROVE - is going to be capable of!  I anxiously await your replies.

- Open Lines Gerry

[effluenza]

Do Falkie and Kathy have twins in New York?

[nooryisawesome]

An open letter to George Senda and the Circle of Trust (plus Justin):
Inboxed to George and the Circle moments ago

Greetings, George and the Circle of Trust,
I am pleased to be able to tell you that the reports of my demise as posted on SewerGab the past couple of days have been greatly exaggerated.  I'm sorry that I was away and unable to respond to the multiple inboxes, and it appears that the Circle has all but disbanded in my absence.  Ol' Gerry was rocked to his core when George revealed his own - and I MUST call a spade a spade here - betrayal of the Circle in his apology letter (and others) after the fraud of the supposed InOrbit podcast network was revealed.  Those revelations began a series of events that sent me into a downward spiral, eventually resulting in my being detained in a rehab ("re-education," in my opinion) facility in northern B.C.  I have not had access to the internet for weeks, and am now just getting caught up on all that has gone down.  I want to thank B---G--'s area51drone specifically for his efforts to reach out to Mrs. Gerry and me, and to everyone for their concern about my welfare.  Thank you to Justin as well for his recent note and kind words.

As was surmised, I went into a severe tail-spin, and returned to drinking after George confessed to how he had thrown all of us - his best and most loyal supporters - COMPLETELY UNDER THE BUS.  I was shocked and deeply saddened at how easily and callously he could tell Bernard and others that he was fully prepared to cut us all loose.  I thought we all, especially Justin and SWT(tm), meant more to him than that.  I turned to the only solace I could find, and my tempting mistress - that damned bottle - called to me again in a way I could not resist.  I went on a bender like I had not been on in a long time.

It was in a semi-permanent drunken state that I wandered into the local Walmart.  Being disassociated from my better judgment, I made some unfortunate remarks to the cashier, a First Nations (known as a Native American in the U.S.) member, regarding Donald Trump - likening her to a "Canadian version of a Mexican," and telling her what Mr. Trump would do to her and her kind.  Now that I'm back to being sober, I deeply regret how I hurt this woman, and if I wasn't barred from seeing her again, I'd go apologize.  Anyway, the RCMP was called, and I was detained for a hate speech violation as what I said was not protected under the Canadian Charter of Rights and Freedoms.  I was placed on the equivalent of a psychiatric hold, and forced to go to a rehab facility that addressed my drinking, anger issues, and "hateful" thoughts towards minorities.  They finally let me out last night, and I returned home to Mrs. Gerry, who is none too pleased.

Fortunately, my employer is not allowed to terminate me, and had to put me on a short-term disability leave while I received "treatment."  I will return to work on Monday, but expect to be on a very short leash given the issues I have described previously.  I do need to publicly acknowledge Jason Callan's Legion, which stepped up in a big way.  The Legion members (of which I am one) must have read about my employment insecurity before I went away because I started receiving PayPal donations from several of them.  What began as a trickle turned into a flood, and I ended up receiving hundreds of small donations - mostly $1 to $5.  Mrs. Gerry and I are now looking forward to a great Christmas season with her grandkids, and we'll be able to have a nice family dinner with presents for everybody.  Thank you to Mr. Callan and his Legion for their support and generosity!

Now, I must address the larger issue here, and that is the behavior of "The Master" (and yes - it is now in quotes):
A man comes into this business - fighting the good fight in the Sewer thread and standing up for George - and the abuse and vile accusations from the detractors are an accepted part of it.

But the humiliation, the embarrassment...  There are NO EXCUSES that George can offer here.  This is now part of George Senda's legacy - that he betrayed his own Circle of Trust.

George has been though tough times before.  I've been through the ups and downs with him, as we all have, but this?!?  THIS HURTS, and it put Ol' Gerry in the mindset that my world was crashing down around me.  It left me sputtering and out of control, which scares me.

At the end of the day, George's treacherous actions can define the Circle of Trust, or it can drive us to greater heights than we've collectively achieved before.  I am willing to let bygones be bygones, and to forgive George's indiscretions (which were driven primarily by his lusts, greed, and cravings), and am willing to work with each of you - George included - once again in order to build his subscriber base, his YouTube views, his earning potential, and his rise to fame and notoriety in the paranormal world.

Circle of Trust members, can we - and will we - be united again?  Think about what the Circle of Trust - WITH SOMETHING TO PROVE - is going to be capable of!  I anxiously await your replies.

- Open Lines Gerry

Maybe they can treat you fake cancer in imaginary rehab?

[ONeill]

I assumed people had had enough of them so I wasn't going to bother, but since you asked. A prize goes to whoever can cite all the literary references (terms and conditions apply*). This is in two parts, and will conclude whenever I can work out how to finish the bloody thing.


(*This isn't White Crow. I'd rather die than give you bastards anything for free, so STFU.)

The Senda Chronicles (continued)

"It's a Wonderful Sendaful Life"

These were lean times at Senda Towers. Well, not 'lean' in the sense that he'd got any slimmer - whenever he waddled his way on to a 'Speak Your Weight' machine it would usually just groan and sob quietly. Despite spooging fluid generously each time each he saw a news report about Donald Trump and got with the trouser-rubbing, he was still nudging the needle at 600 pounds, with power to add. No, he was having money troubles again. Even though he'd been able to add 'entrepreneur' to his already formidable resume - cornering the market in plastic pumpkin salt-shakers and witches masks nobody wanted - he eventually realised that it can be hard work selling Halloween items in the middle of November. Always a snapper-up of unconsidered trifles, even he was having trouble understanding why he'd bought a gross of 'Ghoulish Halloween Tampons' that glowed in the dark, with the string looking like a devil's tail. Although he'd been honoured by the Polish government for his "outstanding contribution to the economy" (his heroic consumption of of kielbasas earning him honorary admission to the order of the Holy Knights of Cracow, and the title of 'Lord Protector Pan Senda') he found that it came with no salary and, when he took the medal to the pawn shop, that it was only made of nickel alloy. Typical Polacks!

And then there was his love life. Although she looked like a cross between Quasimodo and a traffic accident, Sweet Kathy was still his one true love. Admittedly, they could rarely tolerate each other's company for more than ten minutes at a time without spitting in each other's faces, but who could penetrate the mysteries of true love? Even so, the three little words that mean so much usually, in her case, turned out to be "go fuck yourself" rather than "I love you". She had been his first real relationship with a woman; his previous 'girlfriend' being a hole in an abandoned mattress he'd found outside a homeless shelter. Although the mattress lacked her unique way with words (for example, it rarely said "gimme some cash, you fat fuck!") the personality, and the smell, were much the same. It is unlikely that Estee Lauder will be calling on her any time soon to help launch the 'Sweet Kathy' range, unless there is a sudden craze in the Mid-West for smelling like a herring trawler in the middle of summer. Senda was the only man who could see the real woman behind the matted hair, temper tantrums and random nudity. She was never popular in high-school, being voted "most likely to end up a lot lizard and strangled in a rest stop". Despite all that, he felt more attached to her than anyone else. Except for Snoopy, his number one.

And now she'd dumped his ass! Where did it all go wrong? As he was between jobs at the moment and had some time on his hands (he'd just got out of bed - at 4pm - and was having a rest while he pondered what to do with the rest of his day) he mulled over the rift within the lute that, ever-widening, had slowly silenced Kathy forever. His stint (3 hours) as Santa Claus at a local department store last year had not gone well, to be sure, and the choice of Kathy as a Christmas elf must rank as the worst mistake he'd made since the time he decided to eat two partially defrosted chickens. The memory - and the prolapsed colon - were with him still. They only hired Senda in the first place because the store thought it would save money on padding, but they hadn't bargained on him asking each child for ten bucks up front before he'd even ask them what they wanted for Christmas. Nor the way he would scream in pain every time a child sat on his knee. He was also far too fond of long, rambling monologues about how his mother always used to buy him the wrong sort of luxury train set for Christmas (he was in his mid-thirties by then), and by the time he'd got round to telling them about how his father used to beat him to death every night before bed, the poor children were led away so traumatised that several of them never spoke again.

Yes, as elfs go, he mused, Kathy definitely found her rightful place at Halloween rather than Christmas. If only he'd thought of it at the time, he could have walked around with her at night, the mere sight of her - five-foot-three of grisly, lazy-eyed simmering resentment - causing children to drop their candy and run for dear life. But surely there was some other reason for giving him the push than simply cajoling her on to the rough and stony path of seasonal employment? Were those playful love taps with a closed fist possibly interpreted wrongly? When he didn't hear from her for days on end a few months ago and thought she was dead, was the way he asked someone else to check on her, rather than doing it himself, miscontrued as coldness? Although he explained that he was immersed in an intensive DVD-watching project at the time, he didn't think she bought it. Their last conversation - which had ended with Kathy calling him a "worthless, good-for-nothing shitweasel" - hadn't been entirely positive, but when you are Senda most conversations end like that anyway, so he didn't think too much of it.

And now she'd gone! They had so much in common and the stupid bitch threw it all away. Their mutual love of gluttonous smorgasbord once led to an unbroken run of fourteen restaurant closures that earned them a place in The Guinness Book of Records and a state-wide retirement of the 'all-u-can-eat' buffet concept. And then there was their shared loathing of Mexicans; Senda once winning her over, after a particularly bruising fight, by taking her to a Klan meeting in a nearby parking lot, where they were having a 'Soak the Spic' night ("watch a wetback get even wetter"), when they'd round up a few gardeners and dangle them upside-down in a bathtub. The photos they took together that night were one of his most treasured possessions, if only he could find them under the mountains of all his other treasured possessions he'd acquired over a lifetime's assiduous hoarding. Haters might have speculated that they were related (reasoning that two people of such catastrophic unpleasantness must have come from the same parent stock), but the truth was that Cupid's arrow had nailed him squarely, and now he was bereft. Old, lonely, slightly overweight ("I'll lose the weight. STFU!"), broke. And horny. That 25 lb turkey was his only sexual solace now - it reminded him of Kathy in so many ways. (Pro-tip: if you're asked to Senda's place for Thanksgiving, a polite refusal is the only course. And on no account whatsoever sample his 'special stuffing'.)

Senda was nearing the end. His life had fallen into the sere and he felt it. His YouTube videos were being bested by arch-enemy Jason Callan at every turn. His latest - "what I found under my toenails this week" - hadn't met with the acclaim he'd hoped for. The Circle of Trust (plus Justin) was leaking like Kathy after a Big Gulp. He'd tried freshening-up his image a bit with his new 'One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest' haircut, but even that didn't stir his soul as he'd hoped. Even Noory wasn't returning his calls, despite trying 150 times a day, with breaks for naps. He decided to end it all. The Everlasting might have fixed his canon 'gainst self-slaughter, but G*d didn't have to listen to Drone babbling on Skype like an inmate from Atascadero every night. But how to do it? He pondered fashioning a noose by tying his 'kitties' together; if he added his latest acquisition (he was thinking of naming it 'Stolen Cat') they ought to form a long enough feline centipede to do the job. But it sounded like far too much work. Why not just throw himself off the balcony of his Section Eight housing hovel instead? He might even land on an illegal and get a posthumous medal of honor from St Donald himself! If he'd ever read anything other than woo-woo books he might have murmured the words of Sydney Carton as he ascended the steps of the guillotine, but instead he just said:

  "Fuck it! Screw you, MV! You and your tiny cameras!"

But then, as he clambered over the balcony railing (a sweaty, wheezing affair that lasted about twenty minutes), a soft voice behind him said:

  "Just a moment, Senda."

(tbc)

Excellent stuff as always!

[effluenza]

An open letter to George Senda and the Circle of Trust (plus Justin):
Inboxed to George and the Circle moments ago

Greetings, George and the Circle of Trust,
I am pleased to be able to tell you that the reports of my demise as posted on SewerGab the past couple of days have been greatly exaggerated.  I'm sorry that I was away and unable to respond to the multiple inboxes, and it appears that the Circle has all but disbanded in my absence.  Ol' Gerry was rocked to his core when George revealed his own - and I MUST call a spade a spade here - betrayal of the Circle in his apology letter (and others) after the fraud of the supposed InOrbit podcast network was revealed.  Those revelations began a series of events that sent me into a downward spiral, eventually resulting in my being detained in a rehab ("re-education," in my opinion) facility in northern B.C.  I have not had access to the internet for weeks, and am now just getting caught up on all that has gone down.  I want to thank B---G--'s area51drone specifically for his efforts to reach out to Mrs. Gerry and me, and to everyone for their concern about my welfare.  Thank you to Justin as well for his recent note and kind words.

As was surmised, I went into a severe tail-spin, and returned to drinking after George confessed to how he had thrown all of us - his best and most loyal supporters - COMPLETELY UNDER THE BUS.  I was shocked and deeply saddened at how easily and callously he could tell Bernard and others that he was fully prepared to cut us all loose.  I thought we all, especially Justin and SWT(tm), meant more to him than that.  I turned to the only solace I could find, and my tempting mistress - that damned bottle - called to me again in a way I could not resist.  I went on a bender like I had not been on in a long time.

It was in a semi-permanent drunken state that I wandered into the local Walmart.  Being disassociated from my better judgment, I made some unfortunate remarks to the cashier, a First Nations (known as a Native American in the U.S.) member, regarding Donald Trump - likening her to a "Canadian version of a Mexican," and telling her what Mr. Trump would do to her and her kind.  Now that I'm back to being sober, I deeply regret how I hurt this woman, and if I wasn't barred from seeing her again, I'd go apologize.  Anyway, the RCMP was called, and I was detained for a hate speech violation as what I said was not protected under the Canadian Charter of Rights and Freedoms.  I was placed on the equivalent of a psychiatric hold, and forced to go to a rehab facility that addressed my drinking, anger issues, and "hateful" thoughts towards minorities.  They finally let me out last night, and I returned home to Mrs. Gerry, who is none too pleased.

Fortunately, my employer is not allowed to terminate me, and had to put me on a short-term disability leave while I received "treatment."  I will return to work on Monday, but expect to be on a very short leash given the issues I have described previously.  I do need to publicly acknowledge Jason Callan's Legion, which stepped up in a big way.  The Legion members (of which I am one) must have read about my employment insecurity before I went away because I started receiving PayPal donations from several of them.  What began as a trickle turned into a flood, and I ended up receiving hundreds of small donations - mostly $1 to $5.  Mrs. Gerry and I are now looking forward to a great Christmas season with her grandkids, and we'll be able to have a nice family dinner with presents for everybody.  Thank you to Mr. Callan and his Legion for their support and generosity!

Now, I must address the larger issue here, and that is the behavior of "The Master" (and yes - it is now in quotes):
A man comes into this business - fighting the good fight in the Sewer thread and standing up for George - and the abuse and vile accusations from the detractors are an accepted part of it.

But the humiliation, the embarrassment...  There are NO EXCUSES that George can offer here.  This is now part of George Senda's legacy - that he betrayed his own Circle of Trust.

George has been though tough times before.  I've been through the ups and downs with him, as we all have, but this?!?  THIS HURTS, and it put Ol' Gerry in the mindset that my world was crashing down around me.  It left me sputtering and out of control, which scares me.

At the end of the day, George's treacherous actions can define the Circle of Trust, or it can drive us to greater heights than we've collectively achieved before.  I am willing to let bygones be bygones, and to forgive George's indiscretions (which were driven primarily by his lusts, greed, and cravings), and am willing to work with each of you - George included - once again in order to build his subscriber base, his YouTube views, his earning potential, and his rise to fame and notoriety in the paranormal world.

Circle of Trust members, can we - and will we - be united again?  Think about what the Circle of Trust - WITH SOMETHING TO PROVE - is going to be capable of!  I anxiously await your replies.

- Open Lines Gerry

[Yorkshire pud]

An open letter to George Senda and the Circle of Trust (plus Justin):
Inboxed to George and the Circle moments ago

Greetings, George and the Circle of Trust,
I am pleased to be able to tell you that the reports of my demise as posted on SewerGab the past couple of days have been greatly exaggerated.  I'm sorry that I was away and unable to respond to the multiple inboxes, and it appears that the Circle has all but disbanded in my absence.  Ol' Gerry was rocked to his core when George revealed his own - and I MUST call a spade a spade here - betrayal of the Circle in his apology letter (and others) after the fraud of the supposed InOrbit podcast network was revealed.  Those revelations began a series of events that sent me into a downward spiral, eventually resulting in my being detained in a rehab ("re-education," in my opinion) facility in northern B.C.  I have not had access to the internet for weeks, and am now just getting caught up on all that has gone down.  I want to thank B---G--'s area51drone specifically for his efforts to reach out to Mrs. Gerry and me, and to everyone for their concern about my welfare.  Thank you to Justin as well for his recent note and kind words.

As was surmised, I went into a severe tail-spin, and returned to drinking after George confessed to how he had thrown all of us - his best and most loyal supporters - COMPLETELY UNDER THE BUS.  I was shocked and deeply saddened at how easily and callously he could tell Bernard and others that he was fully prepared to cut us all loose.  I thought we all, especially Justin and SWT(tm), meant more to him than that.  I turned to the only solace I could find, and my tempting mistress - that damned bottle - called to me again in a way I could not resist.  I went on a bender like I had not been on in a long time.

It was in a semi-permanent drunken state that I wandered into the local Walmart.  Being disassociated from my better judgment, I made some unfortunate remarks to the cashier, a First Nations (known as a Native American in the U.S.) member, regarding Donald Trump - likening her to a "Canadian version of a Mexican," and telling her what Mr. Trump would do to her and her kind.  Now that I'm back to being sober, I deeply regret how I hurt this woman, and if I wasn't barred from seeing her again, I'd go apologize.  Anyway, the RCMP was called, and I was detained for a hate speech violation as what I said was not protected under the Canadian Charter of Rights and Freedoms.  I was placed on the equivalent of a psychiatric hold, and forced to go to a rehab facility that addressed my drinking, anger issues, and "hateful" thoughts towards minorities.  They finally let me out last night, and I returned home to Mrs. Gerry, who is none too pleased.

Fortunately, my employer is not allowed to terminate me, and had to put me on a short-term disability leave while I received "treatment."  I will return to work on Monday, but expect to be on a very short leash given the issues I have described previously.  I do need to publicly acknowledge Jason Callan's Legion, which stepped up in a big way.  The Legion members (of which I am one) must have read about my employment insecurity before I went away because I started receiving PayPal donations from several of them.  What began as a trickle turned into a flood, and I ended up receiving hundreds of small donations - mostly $1 to $5.  Mrs. Gerry and I are now looking forward to a great Christmas season with her grandkids, and we'll be able to have a nice family dinner with presents for everybody.  Thank you to Mr. Callan and his Legion for their support and generosity!

Now, I must address the larger issue here, and that is the behavior of "The Master" (and yes - it is now in quotes):
A man comes into this business - fighting the good fight in the Sewer thread and standing up for George - and the abuse and vile accusations from the detractors are an accepted part of it.

But the humiliation, the embarrassment...  There are NO EXCUSES that George can offer here.  This is now part of George Senda's legacy - that he betrayed his own Circle of Trust.

George has been though tough times before.  I've been through the ups and downs with him, as we all have, but this?!?  THIS HURTS, and it put Ol' Gerry in the mindset that my world was crashing down around me.  It left me sputtering and out of control, which scares me.

At the end of the day, George's treacherous actions can define the Circle of Trust, or it can drive us to greater heights than we've collectively achieved before.  I am willing to let bygones be bygones, and to forgive George's indiscretions (which were driven primarily by his lusts, greed, and cravings), and am willing to work with each of you - George included - once again in order to build his subscriber base, his YouTube views, his earning potential, and his rise to fame and notoriety in the paranormal world.

Circle of Trust members, can we - and will we - be united again?  Think about what the Circle of Trust - WITH SOMETHING TO PROVE - is going to be capable of!  I anxiously await your replies.

- Open Lines Gerry

I went through an entire box of kleenex reading that. Senda will be in bits.