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Day two

Today is DAY THREE. I completed Day 2 with NO problems. I must say I feel that there is some sort of divine intervention here. I've never completed this feat. I seriously don't know what has happened. I thought it would be much harder.

 

I have to mention the movie I watched last night... I can't remember the name.."Never Give Up" or something. About this guy who moves to Florida and this asshole wants to fight him because theres a video of him online fighting a football player and kicks his ass..AnyHoo, What a great movie. It was heartwarming, action-packed and so realistic. I could watch that movie over & over. The soundtrack was fucking bad-ass, too. I will have to download some of those on my Ipod.

 

Ok Ya'll. I've gotta go smokee before my boss gets here.

-ApRiL-

 
 
   
 

DAN JACOBY - Preying on Vulnerable Women in Recovery!
6/14/08 - EARLY MORNING MAIL FROM JACOBY

From: d j Reply-To: vaaspman@yahoo.com
To: exposer@37.com
Cc: wayneorrell@wayneorrell.com
Subject: Re: reply
Date: Sat 06/14/08 05:28 AM

Good morning. Yes, you are stalking me. Anything I post on the Internet ends up on your website, and it is not your property. Please remove it immediately. If you are concerned about the vulnerable public, you will accept my offer to have this matter brought to litigation. You have my name and number. Please send me your contact information so that we can get the process started. If this is not amenable to you, I suggest you stop taking the law into your own hands. I deal with 45,000 people a day online, and none of this is new to me. Thanks. I look forward to hearing from you.
Dan Jacoby
804-389-0636

6/12/08 - MAIL FROM JACOBY!
From: d j <vaaspman@yahoo.com>
To: exposer@37.com
Cc: wayneorrell@wayneorrell.com, legal@clearblogs.com, rafael@summit-advisors.com
Subject: Dan Jacoby
Date: Sun 06/08/08 09:28 AM
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Good afternoon.

Please remove any and all reference to me from your web pages. I also ask that you quit stalking me and posting everything you find about me on your site. I do not know you, and you do not know me, which makes the things you write about me extremely reckless and damaging. The police have already notified Ms. Usher to discontinue this nonsense, and before further action against both you and Ms.Usher is required I would appreciate your cooperation.

If you would rather I pursue this matter in another way, please forward me your contact information so that I may begin the process. Thank you for your prompt attention to this matter.

Dan Jacoby
804.389.0636
Midlothian, Virginia

Material in question is available for your review at:
http://clearblogs.com/theexposer/67558/DAN%20JACOBY%20-%20PREYING%20ON%20THE%20VULNERABLE%20IN%20RECOVERY!.html
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TO: vaaspman@yahoo.com
RE: reply

No one is stalking you. We post information on predators like yourself to protect the vulnerable public.

We received this legally verified information from EOPC - including back up from four (4) completely independent sources.

You have our contact information.

Unless you are able to show hard evidence, not just your "words", that none of this is true - our legal advisors has assured us we have no reason to remove it. The truth is not actionable under the law.

exposer@37.com
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From: vaaspman@yahoo.com
To: exposer@37.com
Subject: Yahoo! Auto Response
Date: Fri 06/13/08 06:39 AM
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This account is no longer active. Please use the contact form on my main website or my telephone number to get in touch. Have a great day!  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 
RIIIIGGGHHTTTT -- we are going to HIS website so he can track our proxy servers or call him so he can get someone's cell phone number and harrass. Nice try.

He's even taken down that Yahoo address. Wonder if he's trying to scrub some web-caches as we speak? He did forward it to his "legal team" and Clearblogs.com

Sounds a LOT like this predator
(they are all so alike, huh?)

This site is perfectly legal and operating within the same parameters as our sister site http://cyberpaths.blogspot.com. We have their legally verified information and this site, like EOPC - is to protect the public from people like this.

More about Mr. FREEDOM OF SPEECH -- except about him.

BTW we also have all the hits of your friend, a manager at one of the forums where you troll for your latest victims... you know -- the one from Nebraska -- PM'ing you and emailing you every single thing EOPC has sent to the other managers on that forum. She might think she's giving you a head's up, but she's WRONG. We have NO AGENDA other than protecting other vulnerable women from you & educating the public. However, you DO have an agenda -- and we know what it is.

4/1/ 2008: BTW - Mr. IP #
96.228.55.69 -- spending over 23 hours on this site isn't a great way to spend your time but, all online predators & sociopathic types spend more time on their "image" than anything else!! We've had other women come forward because of this story -- and we are getting them in touch with the appropriate authorities!

And using any verbiage, images, copies of anything from this site is a violation of our copyright and legally enforceable.

***Before you write to the owners of Clearblogs.com we suggest you read over the BLOGGERS RIGHTS at www.eff.org - The Exposer***

12. Narcissistic Supplies 2

ONE OF HIS VICTIMS TELLS HER STORY:

This dung-beetle hangs around support forums looking for vulnerable women coming off prescription drugs.

He scans blogs looking for an "in" then pounces with his "look how cool but 'sensitive' I am" routine and proceeds to suck trusting women into his filthy pit of lies and deceit. He lives with his wife, even though he tells people he is "waiting for his divorce to be finalised".

He pleads poverty and takes what he can from good hearted women when all the time he's driving around in his fancy Dodge Viper.

He's a dirty, narcissistic bottom-dweller, who, when his victims wake up to the the snake that he is, turns on and denigrates them in a most disgusting manner. He lives on the energy of women and drama under the pretence of love and devotion. He fits the profile of the narcissistic cyberpath perfectly.

Sometimes I wonder if he even took a prescription med. His taper seems to have lasted for years. I think he stumbled across these kind of sites after doing this "stuff" on different forums. I see him on other boards now acting like an angel and taking everyone in, and it makes my stomach turn. I know for a fact he's smearing me like he did about other women to me.

He is "supposedly" in the throes of withdrawal from medication himself. I don't know to this day how far this is true. I do know there've been plenty of "feigned" hospital visits. I wouldn't put anything past him.

I was warned by other women back in the day that he was a sexual predator, but refused to listen. I was "in love" and he always used to tell me that the other women were just jealous and were "crazy, nut-job, slutty tramps".

Of course I believed him, because I was in the height of w/d and he was always "my poor baby who nobody understood but me".

He was booted from the forum where I met him and transferred his attention to other "like" forums looking for "prey".

There's one woman in particular who hangs on his every word and I swear she'd take a "bullet" for him. If only she knew his "real" opinion of her. If you're reading this, contact me and I'll show you. I'm sure you are very well aware of who I am.

This filth scans the members list and singles out women that catch his predatory eye then watches until you're posting that you're really having a hard time and voila! He will play on the memory of a loved one who has passed away to get you to think of him the way you thought of them. He'll then try to replace them in your heart and mind and "be there" for you. He'll open you up and lead you along but the truth is you're not the only one but the pills blind you and he doesn't break contact for long enough to give you a chance to think or to come up for air.

That is until you outwear your usefullness, like I did. That's when he gets nasty and turns it all back onto you. I have proof of everything I've written here and much, much more, so if he wants to challenge me, then he should BRING IT ON!!!! He's warned me that he'll sully my good character should I expose him for what he is, but let him try. He can't hurt ME.
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He's probably reading this now. Dan, You can't dispute the TRUTH! I hope this brings you as much stress and heartache as you've brought me. You deserve every last bit of it, and THEN some!!!! .

His usernames are:
"Dan"
"VaAspman"
"ViperDan"
Danazepam
JacobyD

He's also used bogus usernames such as "carolfilms" and "trailmix" (they're the ones that I know of) and even wrote to me as a the carolfilms character using sexual innuendo. That's how he gets his kicks, you see.

I also heard a while back that he persuaded a very vulnerable female who was an ex heroin addict to perform lurid sex acts on the webcam. He denied it and blamed someone else. I still don't know the whole truth but I wonder and I'm ashamed to say I believed him. Yeah, I have proof of this too, and (in his own words) the name of the man he blamed and other things he accused him of.

He's a filthy, stinking beast and I have to expose him for what he is. My conscience will not let me do otherwise. I can't let him do this to any other women and I feel like I should exonerate those I didn't believe when they tried to warn me. I also "googled" him with his username "VaAspMan" last year and found him registered on "sexforums". He freaked that I had the "audacity" to do that. (An innocent person wouldn't CARE!!)

He asked me over and over to perform lurid sex acts on a webcam and when I refused he'd freak and say that if I loved him I would do it to "make him happy". I put all this down to his "illness" but realise now that he really is the lying predator I was told that he was.

He just thinks he's "superior" to everyone else, and others(especially women) are beneath him. Some of the things he's said about females he acts friendly with now have been despicable. Heck, even some guys, too. He acts all pally with them, but he calls them awful names. They'd get the shock of their lives if they knew what he really thinks of them. I have proof of all that, too. Women should beware and stay away from this low-life. He's an emotional leech that'll suck you dry and think nothing of it.

In reflection, I wonder what I ever saw in him. I usually like a guy with "hair". He never would remove that cap. lol

I want to just add that I have a private blog which I started last
year when I first found his full details on the sexforums link when I googled him. I'm a good person and have prayed long and hard before I decided to do this. It's not a "knee-jerk" reaction and I am NOT a "woman scorned" as he told me he will portray me as if I ever came forward with all this. I have no doubt he'll try to damage me in an attempt to make himself "look" good and to "save face" amongst his "fans". For me, this is the difference between right and wrong, and doing the "right thing" has always, ALWAYS been extrememly important to me. I honestly believe that evil only prospers for so long and good
will always win out. This man "raped" my soul and deserves to be shown for exactly what he is. A sick, twisted monster. I just thank God I've been blessed with a conscience.

If this piece of filth was even "half" a man he'd get down on his
knees and ask God and me for forgiveness. In the very least he'd give me back my money. I won't hold my breath, though. He has the morals of a flea on a rat.

He can do his damndest to make me look bad. I really couldn't care less. If I can save even ONE WOMAN from going through
the HELL that I'M GOING THOUGH, it'll be worth all his filthy
mud-slinging.

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Complete with a photo of this (HAHAHA) "ladykiller"

OOPS - There he is

Wonder if we can get his WIFE to vote for him here?

And check out Mr. "I am So Poor I Use Drug-Recovery Forums to find Vulnerable Women, Play with their heads & ask them for MONEY" who posted this video of himself.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b4_FyzrKZsQ

Just One of the Guitars on the wall behind him? Is worth $6K (u.s. funds).
(he set that video to private once we posted that URL; and now accuses us of STALKING him. )

Isn't he just "Mr. Wonderful"? (more like the charming Mr. SOCIOPATH) Don't try to hold him accountable or he will harrass you and turn it around and call YOU the harrasser!
 
 
 

   
For My Brother: Happy Birthday Hector

Today is my brother Hector's birthday, he's 48 years old and, at least for today, he is sober.  My brother is an alcoholic.  Generally, he is usually drunk rather than sober, but he has been trying harder to attend his AA meetings and there are briefs periods of time where he is the lovable, goofy brother that I remember from my childhood and not the lonely, depressed alcoholic man that I often see.  I like to imagine an alternate reality where my brother got the help he needed early on to deal with his depression (which I believe is the underlying cause for his alcoholism) and that instead of being a 48 year old man still living with our mother and unable to find a job, instead he is happily married to a wonderful woman who appreciates his sensitive artistic side and they have 2 kids and live in a cute little cottage where my brother makes a living as an artist. 

 

My brother had the cards stacked against him from the beginning.  I believe he had an undiagnosed reading disorder, and at the time he attended school, children just weren't given the help they needed.  They were called slow learners by the teachers, and stupid by the other kids.  The one thing that seemed to save my brother then was his out-going personality (he could make anyone laugh) and his artistic ability, so he had a lot of friends and he was generally well liked.  His teachers continued to promote him to the next grade up, so by the time he made it to high school he was functionally illiterate. 

 

I'm 9 years younger than my brother, I recall one day when he was around 16 and I was 7, and he just started grabbing books from a bookshelf and he handed them to me and just asked me to start reading.  I read through all of them, and I looked up at him when I was done, and though he never actually cried his eyes looked watery.  He smiled at me, and said he was very proud of me, and that he was so happy to know I was so smart and that I would never have to hear anyone tell me I was stupid.  I was too young to fully comprehend what was going on, but I just knew that I felt sad for him and that I loved him. 

 

One thing that made me proud of him though was his artwork.  Everyone that saw his work was in awe of his talent.  He could draw anything.  He loved drawing cars and I remember the designs he came up with seemed so futuristic and out of this world, but he was a visionary, because I see a lot of what he drew on the cars that are out today.  He also loved creating bizarre monsters and creatures.  The kind of stuff that you see on heavy metal albums and fantasy books, but his stuff was so much better.  But because of his reading problem he had little to no confidence in any of his abilities and he would always say, "I can't draw for a living, I can't even read, who would want my artwork."  He just didn't have enough faith in himself, regardless of what anyone told him. 

 

The real turning point in my brother's life happened on his 21st birthday.  He was going out for the night with his best friend Ray.  Ray was a great guy; handsome, sweet, a little shy and he was a good friend to my brother.  I think how the story goes, is that they were suppose to meet up with their other friends later that night, and in the meantime they decided they wanted to score some weed for the evening.  They walked around the corner to the local gang hangout (we lived in a real crappy neighborhood, but my brother and none of his friends were in any gangs) to buy some stuff.  They knew the guys in the gang well enough to stick around for a bit to bullshit and stuff, which is what they were doing when it happened.  A rival gang pulled up and did a driveby shooting.  Hector was fine.  Ray died in my brothers arms.  My brother has never recovered from that night, and I think in so many ways a big part of my brother's spirit died that day too. 

 

I mean he went on with life, as best he could.  He held a good job for many years, went out with his friends, enjoyed his art hobby, but he didn't date much and he often came home from work and planted himself in front of the tv and drank beer until it was time to go to sleep.  If anyone questioned him about his drinking he's always say the same thing, "As long as I can hold a job down, and can still draw, then what does it matter how much I drink."  Then one day he lost his job, it was the 80's and factory layoffs were commonplace.  His drinking increased, his depression became evident and his life just never turned around after that. 

 

I wish I could end this by saying things are great for him now, that he's in recovery and making progress, but I really can't give you that happy ending.  I'd love for my brother to make it to full recovery and stay sober for an extended period of time, but the odds are very much against him.  The day of his birthday is usually the hardest day for him to make it through without a drink, I can't recall a birthday were he wasn't drunk.  I'm not a praying type of person, but today I am praying, hoping, thinking, wanting that my brother will make it through the day without that drink.  Happy Birthday Hector, I love you.

 
 
   
 

Feeling Like I'm Dancing on the Edge
I saw my therapist today and told her how my heart has started just pounding at night when it's time for bed.  I take my Lunesta and compose myself to rest and feel my heart pounding away.  I thought it was from a soda or chocolate or something, but she immediately sensed anxiety to be the cause.  She made me realize and be able to vocalize how I am afraid to deal with this anniversary of my mom's passing.  She said people with a history of depression tend to be afraid to grieve or feel sadness for fear of falling down into depression.  That's how I feel!  Like I'm dancing on the edge of a pit that has no end.  I pace back and forth between knowing the anniversary is coming and that things will be weird, with the fact that I feel better mentally.  I am afraid of descending back into the sadness of last year, my mom's fear in her eyes when she would look at me in the ER, reliving my idiot father's last betrayal, knowing she's in a box in the ground.  It's been emotionally exhausting and I came home and slept it off. 

Tomorrow is the AV Poppy Festival and I can't wait to wander around all the crafts booths.  Must remember a hat!  Only working 3 days next week is also a grand thing! 

I also want to go to the Body Worlds exhibit in LA.
 
 
 

   
Pushing Back Against the Walls of Darkness
The experience of whacking your finger with a hammer tells you instantly that you have made a mistake, and that you should avoid any repetition.  Sharp pain works that way.  But a gradual increase in the level of background noise, for example, is easily ignored until you discover that you simply can't hear the music anymore.  So it is with grief.  The problem with low-grade, long-term depression is that, after awhile, you may forget that you have it.  That may sound absurd, but, as we naturally tend to recoil from horrible situations, we work to put them out of our minds.  Thus in the aftermath, it's not always obvious that there is anything really wrong and, therefore, that anything needs to be (or can be) corrected.

For the last year, I have been dealing with the unhappy series of events beginning with the discovery that my mother had pancreatic cancer, followed days later with the decision whether or not she would have major surgery, then the rehabilitation process, her full recovery (or so we believed), followed by her gradual decline and death.  May to January.

This is, of course, a greatly condensed version of the history.  I wanted to write about those last days in January, but it seems pointless now.  I knew, the instant Mom and I were told of her condition, that I was depressed.  The feeling metamorphosed from intense pain to a dull, constant ache - not the sort of condition that immobilizes, as I was able to go back to productive work after she was out of danger - but there was always a looming presence that reminded me that all was not well with my world.  What is important today, three months after her death, is that I now know I am emerging from that depression.  

In the midst of the gloom, it is hard to see the fog for the mist.  But I had enough confidence in my recovery ability to keep moving forward, expecting that there would eventually be a break in the murk, and that there would be a hint of blue sky (if not actual sunlight).  When faced with overwhelming, seemingly insurmountable troubles, the best thing to do is continue doing the small, everyday things - because they must be done.  The laundry and the dirty dishes won't take care of themselves.  Food must come into the house.  Garbage goes out.  Projects - those things you really wanted to do when you felt like a normal human - can wait.  There will be a better time.  Let's face it, if you don't feel like having fun, you can't and therefore won't.  

Today has been much better.  I have been very productive, in my scatterbrained way; I also know that my garden, for example, will recover from last year's neglect.  I also recognize that there may be more days ahead when, for no apparent reason, I can't get out of my own way.  As executor of her estate, there are more challenges to face, but, in perspective, they are just material irritations.  So be it!  Better days are earned, they don't just show up at your door.  Keep the faith, move forward as best you can, find peace.
 
 
   
 

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