Okay, I apologize to everyone getting sick of me posting my adventures with a random Internet lamer. But trust me, this is going to be worth it.
From: Bob Jindra
Date: Jan 18, 2012, 12:55 am
On the upside, if SOPA and PIPA do succeed, at least I won't have to see your shithead site anymore.
You could also, you know, just stop coming to my site. Like you keep saying you will because you're too busy playing your games. At least he didn't say "shitfaced" this time, so I guess I finally got something through.
Then when SOPA failed and he had to live with whatever browser glitch is forcing him to look at my site, he sent me these:
From: Bob Jindra
Date: Jan 28 2012, 12:47 pm
Seriously, does it hurt to actually smile for once, or to be nice?
From: Bob Jindra
Date: Feb 1, 2012, 8:03 pm
I'm just glad YOU don't work for Sega, Nintendo, Sony, Capcom or Microsoft. You'd cause a major crash, due to your constant pessimism. Seriously, does it hurt to be nice, smile, say kind things?
You know what amuses me most about him asking if it hurts me to smile or say nice things? He sent the second email later in the day after I posted my December quickies, which starts with a glowing review for a comedy show. And if I'd crash any company I worked for (even if I was the janitor?) shouldn't you want me to work for Sony or Microsoft? That'd mean one less competitor for Nintendo. Somebody should also inform Jindra that Sega doesn't make consoles anymore and Capcom was never in the business.
Okay, if that was all I had I wouldn't be writing this. But here's where things get interesting; it seems Jindra finally complained to his mother, and she sent me this:
Date: Feb 14, 2012, 10:16 pm
Hi....you had an interaction with a young man named Bob Jindra, last year.
Please go back and reference those emails and your responses.
Unfortunately, what you did not know was that Bob has autism. I apologies for his swearing in the emails, he should never do that, but he did and I do apologies on his behalf.
Bob is my son. He is a great guy, he just doesn't have the capability to interact in what we would call a normal way. But in writing you, I think he is trying to connect.
Try writing him back....he would love to have conversations with someone who understands the games he talks about, and maybe you could take the Tim to mentor him a little bit...his email is [REDACTED -CK]
It couldn't hurt, right?
"A successful man is one who can lay a firm foundation with the bricks others have thrown at him." - David Brinkley
Okay, if your son's really sorry for making an ass of himself, tell him to come apologize to me personally (except he's obviously not sorry, as he's shot me a couple more emails since this one that are just repeats of previous emails, so I won't bother posting them). And if you poke around my site a bit, you'll see I drop F-bombs all the time; I'm not offended by profanity. What *does* bug me is when kids swear like they're on an episode of South Park to sound mature. And the profanity is hardly the worst thing about Jindra's emails. Threatening to sic an imaginary monster on me and suggesting how awesome it'd be for a broken piece of legislation to pass so my site would get taken down are awfully strange ways of "trying to connect." And he started sending me these emails because I trashed one of the games he talks about, and I've barely played the other one he's getting mad at me about; what am I supposed to discuss with him here?
Now, here's where things get really awesome. I redacted Jindra's email address here, but I did share it with some friends, and one of them recognized it as somebody he was referring to in a post he made back in 2010:
Well, that explains why he got so mad at me for bashing the 5th generation Pokemon designs. When greybob checked back at that place for the posts they were all gone, probably purged by a moderator, but the profile still exists. Here's a screenshot, which is NSFW and truly disgusting.
Peg, if that's your son, you might want to keep a better eye on what he's doing online. Because there's far worse that can happen to him than getting showcased on some obscure comedy website if he mouths off to somebody who's genuinely pissed rather than cynically amused with his antics.