OY, POOR GRACIE II POOR PETEY BOY TOO!

     So sorry that you obviously had such a miserable life that you do not realize that adding an "ie, or y" at the end of a name is a sign of affection or concern. I really am concerned about you, as it is obvious that you suffer badly from delusions and feel the same paranoia that your lord and master, David Israel, feels, since you both imagine that you are insulting us when you call the two opposition blogs, "malcontents". Obviously it takes your thick skull much time to absorb the fact that we are proud to carry that name, proud to carry on the traditions that make America what it is today, proud to fight for our rights here in the Village, proud to be malcontent with the tinpot dictator we now have along with his pathetic little minions.
     I am also proud that you and David Israel felt that it was so important to attack me on his blog, yes HIS blog, for that is what it is and no matter how many times you state and restate your lies about the contract, it does not make it so, does not make it the truth. As stated ad infinitum, only the second part of the contract was voted on with the first part being a unilateral act of David Israel and buddy, Ed Black, and the second part was given with lies, omissions, and misstatements to the delegates with no words of warning, etc. Sorry you suffer so badly from these delusions. You must be hanging around the wrong crowd too much!
     You really must have felt overwhelmed with the truth since you felt it necessary to get Petey Boy in on the deal as well. It is truly funny when you say there is no truth and then you repeat the statement. Why be so upset if there is no truth. THE TRUTH IS, ALMOST EVERY WORD THAT YOU GUYS WRITE OR SAY IS A LIE. You cannot even see what is there to be seen - more and more people are waking up, refusing to be threatened or intimidated, refuse to be overwhelmed with lies and as soon as we can get rid of the deadwood, we will get this place back, or rather forward, to where it should be, where it deserves to be. Oh, by the way, thank you for calling me Estie as it brings warm memories of my parents who called me that as a name of love . So hey, do you love me, Gracie? We can go for that hot chocolate and talk over childhoods. I had a great one and a great life. Oh, and if you need help in gender identification, just ring and I will be there to help. Do you know the difference between a man and a troll?
     Signing off for now, Gracie, m'dear. Have a good night and good day tomorrow and who knows, perhaps you will wake up and smell the coffee or hot chocolate or whatever floats your boat and come into the light, leave the dark side. Miracles can happen. I truly believe that.