Bill Schmalfeldt is a well fed troll. At Billy Sez, they’ve been pondering the question: Do we know him?
He claims we don’t. I guess he figures that he has been misunderstood. Honestly, I wish I didn’t know him, but I do. Here’s my response to the question:
Lets see if I know him. Bill steams about something on the internet which was NOT addressed TO him, but was ABOUT him. He thinks he is being harassed. Since he is a writer, comedian and prolific pro se pest, he is a public person who should expect negative press.
He uses very marginal internet search skills to identify the culprit. In my case he found out who I am because I put my given name, my nickname at work, and my wordpress name on my blog. Click on my name, and you immediately go to the blog. Damn that guy is clever — finding out things which are not hidden. (He is about 50% accurate in his doxxing. Sometimes he identifies a felon as one of the Lickspittles. Now THAT was fun.)
He sends a private email which drips of “I got you know my pretty…” The written “voice” is sort of a mix of Hannibal Lechter and Vincent Price. The letter sets a time limit, and requests information about others. He stops short of actually using the phrase “or else” but the message is: Tell me secrets and I’ll keep yours.
Time expires. Bill publishes publicly available information on the victim, which gets seen by two people from TK, a handful of Lickpittles/Zombies and pretty much no one else. If he doxxeed the wrong person, the whole thing gets memory holed right after it is copied by Lickspittles/Zombies. If he got the right person, nothing happens.
Sometimes they send him an email saying “bugger off,” but nothing significant happens. Sometimes the victim has to tell their boss or board of directors to “Google Bill Schmalfeldt.” They do, and the issue is neutralized.
Bill then reads messages at Zombie/Hoge/BillySez/ViewfromNL/Mayo Aficianado and thinks he’s being harassed.
Yes. I know him.
This is the exact process which happened with me, and about three or four other readers of Hogewash. He does this because we bother him, not because anyone harasses him.