Cumulonimbus incus, nature's dreaded storm clouds, hang over the City of Brownsville's blogosphere, moisture-laden, negatively charged.
His thunder will rip Brownsville a new one!
Only dark, poorly-written pieces came out of the blogosphere in recent days, including the Brownsville Observer.
A conspiracy theory, purporting to solve Spazgate, silly by even Bobby Wightman-Cervantes's standards pollutes the pages of the irrelevant BROWNSVILLE VOICE. Wightman can't connect the dots of a 2nd grade color book, instead using his crayon to curve around all the obvious dots to a made-up dot on another page.
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| Hasse & Bobby Wightman-Cervantes at the $145 Cascos Fundraiser |
WARNING! HAVE PAIN RELIEVER HANDY IF YOU CHOOSE TO READ BOBBY'S TANGLED NONSENSE:
"This is even greater proof this was a Treviño con to tell his supporters he needed money, when he did not, by claiming he had Sanchez as an opponent.
For me logic says this was a Treviño set up with Rebecca Gomez, to raise more money and then later before the election create a fake conspiracy against Cascos.
If you read what follows, this logic tells you Treviño's camp is the one behind this entire mess, and not the Republicans or Cascos. At worse(sic) Hasse just got excited and helped his friend being misguided it would somehow hurt Treviño when the entire matter was used as a way to raise more money for Treviño."
SORRY, IF YOUR HEAD HURTS, BUT I WARNED YOU!
PLEASE NOTICE BOBBY'S ONE FACTOID:
"It would be classic Gilbert Hinojosa."
Bobby, Bobby, Bobby! You can't "prove" a theory with speculation. You need facts!
Yes, by publishing that doozy of a theory, Bobby Wightman-Cervantes earned every penny of his $145 ticket to the Cascos event. Rightfully, he and his live-in roommate should have been delivered to the Ambassador Event Center in a stretch limousine with driver Carlos Cascos in a chauffeur cap.
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| Duardo Paz-Martinez |
Not to be outdone by his wild-eyed Brownsville blogging brother, Duardo Paz-Martinez, typing from just outside the reaches of the Brownsville blogosphere, from a McAllen coffee shop offering free wifi, gets even more bizarre, speculating that my deceased wife Nena was the bag lady. Notice Duardo's obscene comment:
"We asked Sanchez if he thought Barton may know who the mysterious cash deliveryman might be, but he only laughed at that one. When we asked him if it could have been Jim’s wife, Nenny, Sanchez said, “Maybe so.” Nena Barton was still alive back during the run-up to the March Primaries. She did not die until April 9th…"
Duardo's made-up conversation above epitomizes his classless, piece of shit existence, but also why no journalistic entity has seen fit to hire him in the last two decades. Being a rapidly-fading seventy year old does not preclude working as a reporter. Just ask Bob Woodward.
Longtime Brownsville blogger Jerry McHale can't be excluded from the dumpster fire of articles written this week.
Notice Jerry's almost Trumpian distraction to Spazgate:
"How come they're not asking more questions about pedophile priests in the diocese?" Jerry asks in an article entitled : "BUT THEY SURE WANT TO KNOW ABOUT THE $800!"
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| Jerry McHale |
Jerry could just as well have distracted us with global warming or the price of tea in China, valid issues, but not relevant to Spazgate.
This was the Brownsville equivalent to Trump asking "What about Obama, Hillary and the Dems?"
Not a good week for the Brownsville blogosphere!
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Bobby says he has proof to back up Hasse’s claims. Did you see proof, Jim?
ReplyDeleteBobby says Duardo's stuck in a bad apartment with no transportation has nothing better to do than fabricate stories. Why doesn't the dumbass get a job? He could be a Walmart greeter?
ReplyDeleteJerry posting ads and headlines with shitty “poetry” isn’t blogging.
ReplyDeleteShit, Jerry, you forget about teacher boobs.
ReplyDeleteHow come bloggers aren’t interested in teachers being able to show cleavage?
But they sure want to know about the $660/800/1,000?
And what about your part in all this, Jim? Nothing to say there? smh
ReplyDeleteIt would be classic Carlos Cascos for convince a pendejo to run as a Democrat. Gilbert Hinojosa has nothing to with it, Bobby.
ReplyDeleteJajajajaja!!! For years Hasse has warned not to make eye contact with the “wild animal” Wightman. And here is the proof Tad can’t even take his own advise. Moron.
ReplyDeleteDP-M is not 70; You are, Jim. Hurts you, eh? Fucking Loser.
ReplyDeleteSpazgate, aptly named, hasn't captured my imagination quite as vividly as my colleagues' Watergate fantasies although I have enjoyed the extensive coverage. Turning molehills into mountains may be an important topographical contribution to the flat Rio Grande Valley. As to pedophile priests and BISD teachers showing too much breast, is it any wonder that Brownsville children have a rare perverted appreciation of the world? I will never forget as an altar boy catching our parish priest masturbating after mass as he finished off the last of Jesus's blood or Virginia Cherry, my first-grade teacher, who would bend over my desk to help me with my math problems, but whose huge boobs hanging like ripe fruit from the lowest limbs had me debating that great philosophical question: "What is the difference between apples and oranges?" I will continue to pursue the transcendent questions of the day in quest of the truth. Unlike most who are permanently scarred by traumatic events, I was robbed of my innocence at a young age and I couldn't be more thankful. These mesmerizing events were my genesis as an artist.
ReplyDeleteJerry is yesterday, a has-been. Cascos story overwhelmed him. He gave up rather than go after facts. He's looking old.
ReplyDeleteI saw Jerry walking the other day. Looked like he had an elote up his ass.
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