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UPDATED!!! ► The Johnny Dollar Wars ► Chapter and Verse

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IMPORTANT UPDATE:

 

INTRODUCTION: Welcome, truth-seekers!!!You are here because you want the truth about Johnny Dollar aka Mark Koldys. Every word here is
100% true. Just ask him. He’s lying if he denies it. Here are the proofs.
DEDICATION: The Johnny Dollar Wars is dedicated to all victims of bullying, cyber or real, past, present, and future.
LONG STORY SHORT: This project documenting the hate and malevolence of former-Wayne County, Michigan Prosecutor Mark Koldys (aka Johnny Dollar)
began in April, 2012. It was started only after he posted details of my sex life on his CABLE NEWS TRUTH blog (later redacted). I wrote for NewsHounds at the time — motto: “We watch Fox so you don’t have to” — under the nom de plume of Aunty Em Ericann. Because Johnny Dollar is a Fox “News” defender (let that sink in for a sec), he thought the very best way to defend Fox “News” against FAIR CRITICISM was to publish details of my alternative lifestyle.Had it ended there, this would be a short story. However, since 4/2012 I have collected enough new material for an entire book. Publishers: Contact me. I’m turning this into a situation comedy or a Gothic horror movie. It works both ways.
SPOILER ALERT: We’ve come full circle: From Mark Koldys posting details of my sex life, to The Flying Monkey Squad crying VICTIM because I have refused to wither away from their 3-years of nonstop cyber-bullying. It’s the CABLE NEWS TRUTH vast circle of life.

The Johnny Dollar Wars

The newest circle jerk between Johnny Dollar and
Grayhammy (aka Mark Koldys and Ashley Graham).Note how the Dysfunctional Duo pretends there is no
reason whatsoever to attack Johnny Dollar, despite
his outing my alternative lifestyle on his CABLE NEWS
TRUTH blog, like butter don’t melt in their mouths.

Chapter One

This is a very good place for truth-seekers to start. While this was the last chapter written (so far), it describes the multi-year arc of The Johnny Dollar Wars, which began long before I came along.

Chapter Two

When it was learned that Fox “News” paid opposition agents to attack those who criticized it in the blogosphere, it became an open question whether Mark Koldys was a paid troll, or whether he was just freelancing when he outed my sex life.

The closest Johnny Dollar has come to admitting that he posted
details of my sex life on his CABLE NEWS TRUTH sewer.
He deleted it when it offended the delicate sensibilities of
one of his sycophants, not because he thought it was wrong.

Chapter Three

After pondering whether Fox “News” paid him, it was hardly a leap to consider whether Fox “News” supports Johnny Dollar’s tactics of outing a person’s sex life in order to defend Fox “News” over a political difference of opinion. Whether it was done for pay, or because it seemed like a good idea, hardly matters. It is despicable and Mark Koldys now wants to pretend it never happened. Yet, it did.

Join in on the fun! The Johnny Dollar Depreciation Society is your place for the daily antics of The Flying Monkey Squad.

 

I’ve also learned that it’s a mistake to use humour or sarcasm with
The Flying Monkey Squad. It either goes over their heads, or they
purposely twist it as if it’s true. After I sacrastically thanked J$ for
redacting the details of my sex life after the bell had already been
rung, Mark Koldys threatened to post the details of my alternative
lifestyle all over again if I don’t sit down, shut up, and fall into
line like every previous victim of The Flying Monkey Squad.Remember: Butter wouldn’t melt in his mouth, but threats?

Chapter Four

Anyone who would reveal a person’s sex life to try to destroy the messenger is a very DANGEROUS PERSON. No longer about defending Fox “News” on a shitty blog, when Mark Koldys published details of my alternative lifestyle, he began the politics of personal destruction that sparked this crazy feud. For my part: I have merely continued to document the truth about these crazy, obsessive, malevolent Mofos — as it happened — in order to reveal them to the world as the dangerous scumbags they are. I consider it a public service. YMMV

Not surprisingly, Ashley Graham picked up J$’s refrain that if
I didn’t sit down and shut up they’d re-expose my sex life. More
proof that these crazy MoFos revealed details of my sex life
and then threatened to do it all over again, despite their many
subsequent public denials.IRONY ALERT: Before he wrote the screed that exposed my
sex life, Ashley Graham scrubbed every trace of his own identity
from the interwebs. I wonder why he’d do something like that?

Chapter Five

No discussion of Koldys’ Kiddie Klan would be complete without a look at his henchmen: Grayhammy and The Flying Monkey Squad. [Geddit? AUNTY EM!!! AUNTY EM!!!] There used to be an entire hornet’s nest of Johnny Dollar sycophants, who attacked any and all perceived enemies of Fox “News” and/or Mark Koldys. Sadly, for the reunion meetings, most have dropped out, one by one, until only the most perniciously malignant — or crazily obsessed — remains. Ashley Graham has anointed himself Johnny Dollar’s defender, using the exact same exact tactics as Mark Koldys uses to defend the Fox “News” Channel: lies, smears, and innuendo.

My sex life was a CABLE NEWS TRUTH?

IRONY ALERT: Of course, there would be no reason to defend Johnny Dollar had Mark Koldys not conspired with Ashley Graham to reveal my sex life on
his CABLE NEWS TRUTH blog. Grayhammy wrote, and Mark Koldys published, the post that attempted to destroy me over a difference of political opinion. Nowadays Grayhammy and Johnny Dollar pretend to be my victims. This after publicly attacking me for my victimization. Hypocrite much? Especially after just last week — more than 2 years after he first did so — Ashley
Graham used 12-year old references to my sex life in an attempt to smear me again. To defend Johnny
Dollar again. See? It’s the CABLE NEWS TRUTH vast circle of life.

This is what passes for clever political debate by
The Flying Monkey Squad. That’s why they had to
expose my sex life. They have no valid arguments.

Chapter Six

I can be kind of slow on the uptake sometimes. It didn’t occur to me that what I had been undergoing at the hands of The Flying Monkey Squad was a non-stop, relentless campaign of cyber-bullying until I read the sad story of Rebecca Sedwick, who killed herself after concentrated cyber-bullying by “a coterie of 15 middle school” classmates. It was the references to “coterie” and “middle school” that made the light bulb go off. DING! DING! DING! While Ashley Graham’s written attacks are so Jr. High School, it’s in his refrigerator art where he really shows his true emotional age. However, better this than another Columbine. Am I right?

TO BE CONTINUED?

 

More proof nothing gets by Ashley Graham’s crazily, obsessive
cyber-sleuthing. He discovered Aunty Em’s secret identity and
my sex life. This picture appeared in the Miami Herald when
the paper mentioned my campaign to Save the E.W.F. Stirrup
House. That’s when my beard started undergoing Twitter attacks,
which was then echoed by Fox “News” Chief Washington
Correspondent James Rosen, as opposed to a denial, after
I proved a passage in his book on John Mitchell was a lie.

 

Of course this will continue. That’s because The Flying Monkey Squad is far too stupid to just let it drop. They have already hinted they know my birth name, which leads them to my friends and my family on social media. Nothing that happens anywhere on the innertubes gets past the cyber-sleuth Ashley Graham. Just last week, after I wrote about how Pop’s declining health was beginning to weigh on me, Grayhammy started a new barrage of attacks. Like any schoolyard bully, he attacks when he senses weakness.

Meanwhile there are several more chapters — and dozens of crazy tweets — which illustrate The Johnny Dollar Wars. However, just like I’ve run out of steam finishing this post, I couldn’t even bother to give some of them names:

• Johnny Dollar ► Hypocrite ► UPDATED! • Is Johnny Dollar The World’s Biggest Hypocrite? • The Mark Koldys-Johnny Dollar Comment of the Day • The Mark Koldys-Johnny Dollar Comment of the Day ► One Year Anniversary • The Mark Koldys-Johnny Dollar Comment of the Day • The Mark Koldys-Johnny Dollar Comment of the Day ► The gretchen carlson Edition • The Mark Koldys-Johnny Dollar Comment of the Day • Mark Koldys-Johnny Dollar Comment of the Day • Mark Koldys-Johnny Dollar Comment of the Day • Mark Koldys-Johnny Dollar Comment of the Day • The Mark Koldys-Johnny Dollar Comment of the Day • And, many more . . .

When will it end? Stay tuned CABLE NEWS TRUTHERS. But first, a word from our sponsor:

 

Unpacking The Writer ► April 2014

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Welcome readers both new and old. Once a month, on an irregular schedule, I drop a blog post under the rubric Unpacking the Writer, where I pull back the curtain and expose some of what’s happening on this side of the keyboard, much like Toto did to The Wizard of Oz.

Which is only appropriate because I wrote under the nom de plume of Aunty Em for NewsHounds, the motto of which is “We watch Fox so you don’t have to.” Clearly, I did a very good job of exposing Fox “News” mendacity. You know how I can tell? Although I left NewsHounds more than 2 years ago, the same crazy, obsessive Fox “News” defending, cyber-stalking bullies I picked up back then continue to hound me to this very day. [See what I did there?]

BOOK CORNER: I’ve been writing about the exciting adventures battling my cyber-stalking bullies — chapter by chapter — since the day I launched this blog. They’ve been published at Not Now Silly as needed and now comprise quite a thick dossier on what crazy obsessives do in the Age of the Internet. In previous times they’d be standing on street corners babbling incoherently. This medium keeps them off the street, unless they have a phone smarter than they are.

As of late [and mentioned only to satisfy Grayhammy’s vast curiosity, because he keeps asking] I have been working with an editor to give the project more ‘”shape,” as they keep putting it. They believe The Johnny Dollar Wars could be turned into a Laff Riot Situation Comedy or a blockbuster Gothic Horror movie. [It works both ways.] Until I post a compendium, the best place to start is Anatomy of a Cyber-Feud, which is currently the #3 most popular post at Not Now Silly for the past 30 days, despite it being published way back in December. If you want to keep up with the daily shoot & miss tactics of The Flying Monkey Squad, you’re personally invited to join The Johnny Dollar Depreciation Society, on the facebookery.

Follow the day-to-day craziness of my cyber-stalking bullies at The Johnny Dollar Depreciation Society page.
HARD WORK: Forging Farce Au Pain from the raw alphabet.

CHAPTER TWO: My other book, Farce Au Pain, proceeds a lot slower than I ever expected when I promised serialization way back when. I anticipated having more time to work on it, but life and new Coconut Grove stories keep getting in the way. It doesn’t help that I chose to make my task more difficult. Because it’s being published on the Internet, I decided to link all the facts and references to the existing internet proofs as I edit the manuscript. There are a lot of those, which you’ll notice when it’s eventually published. I’m closing in on it, but I’ve learned better to make any hard promises, otherwise Grayhammy will squawk again. Hopefully I’ll have some news on that front very soon. Stay tuned. Check your local listings. Coming to a browser near you, and all that Jazz.

COCONUT GROVE CORNER: Still awaiting news of a Trolleygate settlement in West Grove. Almost 2 months ago I wrote Is Trolleygate Headed For An Out Of Court Settlement? To quote myself:

So confident are all the parties that an agreement is possible, that they’ve requested a 60-day freeze in all legal proceedings to see if they can all get on the bus. Based on the anger expressed at the Village Council Meeting, it may be an uphill climb on a rough road to a negotiated settlement.


The broad outline of the proposed settlement looks like this: Coral Gables agrees to drop its lawsuit against Astor Development that asks a judge to abrogate its contract with the developer. Meanwhile Astor Trolley/Astor Development agrees to stick the new fake trolley garage RIGHT WHERE IT IS NOW, more or less, as opposed to the non-conforming White Elephant on Douglas Road.

Those 60 days are just about up, if they haven’t expired already. I should put in a few calls. I’ll add that to my ever-increasing To Do List.

This is where the next sidewalk ends.
This historic walkway has been fixed.

MY LATEST WRITING PROJECT: I’ve slowing been crafting another chapter in my ongoing series Where The Sidewalk Ends, Racism Begins (of which there has been only one so far). The next one will delineate another segment of The Colour Line in Coconut Grove, pictured at left.

The Coconut Grove Colour Line has existed for decades. The line was
always meant to keep Black Grove separated from White Grove. But, it’s not just ancient history.

Current segments of The Colour Line are as concrete as the cinder block wall described in Where The Sidewalk Ends, Racism Begins.
Other parts of The Colour Line in Coconut Grove are subtle and almost
imperceptible to the naked eye, unless you know what to look for. Still
other parts of The Colour Line are as clear as black and white when
looking at maps of property values and demographics in Coconut Grove. 

A close up of the fence seen in the background [above left]. Two
feet have been added to the top of it within the last few weeks.

Although the building of The Colour Line in Coconut Grove is ancient history, some of the walls along it were not only maintained, but made taller and more formidable as time went on, a process that continues to this very day. Shockingly so.

Within the last few weeks the latest spot I have been struggling to write about has had its fence — this small segment of The Colour Line — grow 2 feet taller by just nailing new boards over the old. Look for the next blog post on The Colour Line, coming soon to a browser near you.

THE CORNER OF MAIN HIGHWAY AND CHARLES AVENUE: This is where it all began for me 5 years ago when I discovered the Historical Marker and started researching and writing about this small corner of the world. Here are some quick updates:

The deal concerning the Coconut Grove Playhouse continues to unfold exactly as the residents had hoped it never would. The Miami Parking Authority has now painted HUGE arrows in the parking lot on Main Highway, directing traffic to an exit on Charles Avenue. This has increased the traffic in both directions along the Historic Roadway, along which you will find the Coconut Grove Playhouse; the Charles Avenue Historical Marker; the E.W.F. Stirrup House; the former Odd Fellows Hall; the Mariah Brown House, the first house built on Charles; ending at the Charlotte Jane Memorial Park Cemetery, named after the wife and childhood sweetheart of Mr. Stirrup and at the time of its founding the only place in Miami Black folk could be buried.

Meanwhile rapacious developer Gino Falsetto continues to chip away at The Colour Line in Coconut Grove. His Aries Development has checkmated the Coconut Grove Playhouse with the acquisition of the Bicycle Shop on Main Highway at one end. This adds to the property he’s controlled for a while: the two empty lots immediately west of the Playhouse and the E.W.F. Stirrup House immediately across the street. Now whatever people want to build in between all those properties will have to go begging to Aries Development, hat in hand.

Pops on his 88th birthday, February 14, 2014

PERSONAL CORNER: My family and closest friends know, but I’ve not shared this with Not Now Silly readers yet: I came to Florida after the death of my mother to look after Pops. It’s starting to weigh on me and maybe writing about it will help me work some things out.

I’ve been in Sunrise for 9 years, arriving just in time for Hurricane Wilma. When I arrived, Pops was fine, despite his having a stroke about 20 years ago. He battled back and you would never know he had had one.

Pops didn’t really need me to care for him. He was capable of accomplishing more in a day than I did. However, he is of a generation of men who knows where the kitchen is, but just doesn’t know what kind of magic gets food on the table. If I weren’t here, he’d be getting all his meals out of the microwave. A fried egg is beyond his expertise.

However, in every other way he was competent. Three or 4 days a week Pops played 9 holes of golf on the course that wends its way around the condo complex. He’d hang with his buddies at Subway or the condo clubhouse. The last few years he’s been slowing down. At first he’d only play 8 holes of golf, knocking off at the one closest to our building. Then it was 5 holes, meeting up with his crew on the 4th and playing with them through 8.

He may have battled back against the stroke, but he’s getting pummeled by the years. Within the last year he’s been admitted to the hospital twice, both times for having a bit of trouble catching his breath. The last visit was 3 weeks ago. He’s just not bounced back the way we all thought he would afterwards. And, he hasn’t played any golf since. He’s just had a round of tests to see whether we can get to the bottom of this latest problem and we’ll get the results in a few days when we visit the pulmonologist again. Meanwhile he’s on a Nebulizer twice a day and an inhaler 4 times a day and his movements are resricted by his lack of energy.

We’ve recently convinced Pops to start using a cane. After the stroke he always had a very slight imbalance. However, lately it’s been more pronounced. He seems unaware of how he tacks to the right as he walks without assistance. My biggest fear, of course, is that he’s going to fall when I’m not here or when I’m asleep. That’s why I now always make sure a walker and cane are within reach.

This all means I am getting to Coconut Grove less often than I would like, but I wouldn’t suggest Gino Falsetto relax. I still pop into Coconut Grove when I’m least expected. Recently I was fortunate enough to meet his wife Magda. Maybe one day soon I can meet the brains behind Aries Development and can ask him questions directly. Meanwhile, you can help Save the E.W.F. Stirrup House by joining the Facebook group.

Unpacking The Writer ► Unpacking The Readers

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If you’re relatively new to Not Now Silly, and/or my Unpacking The Writer series, let me hip you to one salient fact right now, so you don’t feel foolish from here on out: 

Long-time visitors are already clicking on every advert they can find on this page and the next. “Why?” you might ask. Go ahead. I’ll wait.

Where my readers are from and the browsers they use? Wait! China?

Ready? Because this is the series in which I ask — either subtly or blatantly (and this month I’m going with blatant) — for you to help me pay for some of the costs of this blog by clicking on an advert, or 10. Believe me when I say the pennies I get from your clicks don’t quite cover the storage costs for all the images I use. So, if you’re reading, this you should be clicking that. It’s only fair.

Meanwhile, as I was prepping this blog post I took a glance at the latest Not Now Silly statistics. The Blogger platform doesn’t give me a whole lot of info about my readers, which is why I go over the little I do get like a Vodou bokor divining over freshly-killed chicken entrails. One stat that I find eminently fascinating is what search terms caused visitors to take the off ramp to my rest stop on the information highway. I check it regularly looking for surprises. Here’s today’s chart of search terms:

Because this screen grab was taken early in the day, that’s the only search term that brought a reader to my doorstep so far. The search terms are always truncated to around 40 characters, so there are times I’m forced to infer what these people were looking for. While I’ve written about Bob Marley, I doubt this inquisitive person was looking for anything that I could supply. The same can be said for Researcher #6 on the weekly list [below] who got here twice — or there are two guys (gals?) out there searching for exactly the same stuff:

While I believe in giving my readers what they want, I simply can’t fulfill every request

Googalizer results for “free video sex gay
negro black blog.” Who knew there were
that many people looking for Black gay porn?

I’m baffled that that string of words would bring someone here, as opposed to other web sites, far more on topic, on much busier thoroughfares on the information highway. These people must be really drilling down deep into the search results because when I plugged “free video sex gay negro black blog” into the Googalizer, Not Now Silly didn’t pop up until Page 9. You’d think they would have been satiated at the end of page one, doncha? And, just imagine their disappointment when they arrive here. [It occurs to me that using the search term in this paragraph is sure to bring more puzzled visitors, which are my favourite kind. And, I’ve probably just ensured that Not Now Silly ranks higher than Page 9 from here on in on THAT search term.] 

People who are searching Not Now Silly for something very specific are represented in the chart’s #1 position above. The truncated string ‘“coconut grove playhouse” (site:blogspo”‘ indicates that someone was searching this particular site for a very specific specific term, 5 different times. I sure hope it wasn’t a libel lawyer.

Drilling down into the monthly results brings a few surprises:

The monthly stats is where [allegedly] corrupt Miami Commissioner Marc D. Sarnoff appears. That means someone has found there way here using that search term in the last month, but not within the last week. I hope it wasn’t a libel lawyer. That used to be a much more frequent search term, but I guess Sarnoff’s office got tired of checking. TO BE FAIR: I’ve not really written much about him lately. I wonder whether this mention will warrant a visit.

Meanwhile, the same Coconut Grove Playhouse search from the weekly chart is also on the monthly, which means it’s more than a week old, but less than a month. At the #1 position on that chart is my post on Josephine Baker, of which I am far more proud than all those times I poked the [allegedly] corrupt Miami Commissioner Marc D. Sarnoff with a stick.

However, the chart I always find the most interesting is the All Time results, tabulated since I launched Not Now Silly on April 19, 2012:

What I find most amazing about this last chart is that 258 people arrived at Not Now Silly by searching for one variation or another of Three Stooges. Who knew they were so popular? What I like about this list is that it’s fairly eclectic list of topics because Not Now Silly is a fairly eclectic blog.

Just a few more agenda items before I sign off on this exciting episode of Unpacking The Writer:

I totally underestimated how long it would take to kick Chapter Two of my book, Farce Au Pain,
into shape for publication. I am narrowing in on it and really hope to
publish it for you on March 1st. You may wish to reacquaint yourself by
heading on over to the front door of Farce Au Pain. If you haven’t read it yet, boy are you in for a treat.

There’s
been a slight bit of news on Trolleygate, which I hope to write about
within the next week. I’ve been reading some legal documents and I need
to interview a few people to make sure I’ve interpreted them correctly. I
also want to see if I can get official comment from: 1). The City of
Miami; 2). The City of Coral Gables; 3). Miami-Dade County; 4). Astor
Development; 5). Anyone else who will take my calls. This could be a
busy week on the phone.

I continue to research the E.W.F. Stirrup House. While I have discovered some interesting information, I’m still closing in on the real history I’ve been seeking. In the meantime, in an effort to get more people interested in saving the E.W.F. Stirrup House from Demolition by Neglect, I’ve fired up a facebookery called, appropriately enough, Save the E.W.F. Stirrup House. If you’re a facebooker, please join the group. It’s jam-packed with info about the Stirrup House, Coconut Grove, and other instances of Demolition by Neglect.

I read all your correspondence.

A big hat tip to JN & DO for your suggestions concerning Headlines Du Jour. You’ll note I incorporated both your ideas, but just not both at the same time, if that makes sense. Oh, and AG: Your idea would have taken the focus away from the Headlines Du Jour, so . . . Never mind. However, there may be another way to use that idea at Not Now Silly, so stay tuned.

I had hoped that this month I would be announcing my contributions to a local franchise of a respected country-wide web operation. However, I’m awaiting a response to my first contribution ordered up by the editor.

Back in the day, when I used to write regularly for magazines, the final draft was sent to my editor by First Class Mail. If I didn’t hear back for several weeks, it was understandable. However, in this cyber-universe in which we now live, I can shoot a 1,000,000 word article to the other side of the world faster than I can type that old saw about the swift brown fox. It’s just possible I’m being impatient. Either that or I’m just nostalgic for the old days when editors were collaborators in shaping the final product. I need to curb my enthusiasm, in case things don’t work out.

I have learned that they squeal the loudest when you make fun
of Loofah Lad, but The Falafel King would know all about that.

Additionally, lastly — and most gratefully — things have been relatively quiet on the cyber-bully front lately. The Flying Monkey Squad has not been as obsessively stalkerish this past month as usual. However, that doesn’t mean they’ve forgotten about me totally. They’ve only mentioned me enough to remind me to schedule some more timed tweets about them, not enough to warrant writing another full post about them. I’ll let all my previous posts about those psychotic miscreants stand for the time being. For the day to day hilarity, you could check The Johnny Dollar Depreciation Society over at facebook.

A clue for the clueless: If you ever did forget about me, I promise to stop writing about you. I would have thought you would have figured that out by now. And, I know whose reputation is being hurt by this continued feud and it’s not mine. Your move, Chicolinis.

Dear readers: If you’ve read this far without clicking on an advert by now, you’re a poopyhead.