That's because I once called this idiot on the phone (not on air, this is a baseless claim of his, as is most of what emerges from his piehole), his producer gave me his cel phone # - because he had mentioned on his show that we had given Paola Harris such a terribly hard time, we were so mean to her, etc. etc. One of our listeners alerted me to this, because I had never heard of this loser, either. So I called him to ask his about his comments, and he ended up telling me that he worships the ground that his hero Art Bell walked on, and that you couldn't pass any kind of judgment on people's claims, yadayada, and I ended up laughing him off the phone. There were then a few emails, by where he told me what a terrible person I am, how this show is the worst thing to happen to the field, yadayada. Apparently, in his warped little world, this is what passes as harrassment - him emailing me hateful shit, me responding to him and telling him to fuck a duck. Since then - something like a year ago, I honestly don't remember - he continuously trashes us on his "show". He recently had Bassett on, and went to great lengths to say how we were so deeply disrespectful of Bassett and his noble mission, blahblah, and how we're just mean. Then these recent comments, where he also randomly trashed Don Ecker in the same breath as us, which is just fucking nuts, as Don is obviously one of the best people in the field, IMO. Anyway, that's the deal, this little turd keeps screaming that we're not as good as him because we're nothing more than a "little podcast on the internets". :
Yeah, he's on the big, powerful BlogTalk Radio network, along with a bunch of other... podcasts. On the... internet. Small Shmeckie Syndrome, methinks. 
He's never been mentioned on The Paracast - and we're not going to give him the free publicity, so that's not likely to happen anytime soon - and this is one of the first - and only - times I'll write about him on these forums. He's a fucktard, he thinks Alfredo "Fucking Loon" Webre is a demigod, he'd like to father Paola Harris' babies, he recently spent an entire episode seeing how far he could stick his tongue up Sean David Morton's ass, he's another failed entertainer who has transitioned to useless noise merchant and shit pudding vendor. In other words, he's everything I can't fucking stand.
So that, in brief, is the deal. Yeah, I know, TMI.
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