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OK, turns out Mark doesn’t like it that I’ve put the smack down on him littering all over my Web page.

Let’s appreciate the irony of this for a second, shall we?

Mark objects to not being able to post on my Web site, unfettered, on his own free will, whenever he chooses. However, you can’t respond to anything on his news Web site without submitting a Letter to the Guy Who Runs the Geocities Upload Feature Publisher with your phone number (a risky venture in itself) and a scan of your driver’s license to prove your identity.

Now, if you’re new, or if you need a refresher course, please seen JoAnn in Real Life‘s post No. 549 in the blog post entitled, “Verify THIS” where she has, through information from sources at West Virginina’s Division of Motor Vehicles, proven (beyond reasonable doubt) at least two of those people he named in his letters have no valid West Virginia driver’s license, period, and the other three have addresses that are far different than from where their letters originated.

JoAnn says, “The only criteria required are that each person listed on Halburn’s Web site has a current West Virginia drivers’ license.”

Two do not. That’s never been addressed. I just want that on the table. Faithful readers know the closest you get to an admission of guilt from Mark Halburn is silence.

So, Mark, in defense (and shaky defense, at best) of some issues with some of the comments posted about a couple of recent articles on his news Web site took it upon himself, again, to write me an e-mail to correct me.

I told him I’d run his letter if he sent me a scan of his driver’s license, since I made everybody else do it, too. ‘Cause, you know, that’s what he does. He said so. He said every person who sent him a letter had to scan his or her license to prove his or her identity. Nevermind none of them exist in the Putnam County Tax Department database as owning any property whatsoever. And we’ll let the fact that some of them just plain don’t exist, period, slide. Mark is now demanding I prove I have driver’s license scans of each and every one of you. Get on that, would you?

But, without further delay, I present Mark’s submission. Because, I shit you not, he actually sent me a scan of his driver’s license. I am not going to post it because he asked me not to post it. Why am I agreeing? Because I’m a hell of a girl. That’s why. I also just want it out there that there are some things you can’t unsee.

GOW:
Since you will not let me post anymore to defend the attacks, here’s some info that YOU can post:
1) Chris submitted the article (that I asked him to write) before he posted it on WVRecord.com. Once he posted the UPDATED version, I replaced the “Courtesy of” article with a direct link. I asked him to write the article because I was so close to the issue.
2) I dropped out of the lawsuit at Harvey Peyton’s recommendation because of the property ownership issue and so that I could cover the lawsuit without being a part of the suit itself.
3) Ben Newhouse and Scott Edwards have not returned calls about the bidding process for the guard rail story. WEEKS AGO I sent an email to Newhouse asking that the work be done without disrupting us and offered easy scheduling solutions. All were ignored. This is typical of City of Hurricane crap. You TRY to do the nice thing, the right thing, and they ignore you and shove construction noise down your throat!
4) The guard rail existed for more than a year. My old blog talked about the noise that was made during its installation and had a photo of the installation. It was moved this week because ONE neighbor, John Clay, whined about it being tough to move his little boat.

Many thanks!

Mark Hallburn
Publisher
www.PutnamLIVE.com
Putnam County’s News Leader
304-415-6397

So, there you have it, folks.

I’d also just like to tell you, Mark, while I’m thinking of it … You have a Web site. It’s not my job to allow you to defend yourself on my Web site. That’s why you have your own Web site. You don’t allow people to defend themselves on your Web site without jumping through a set of hoops no publication in the country makes people jump through. I wasn’t allowed to, on my own free will, tell the alleged John T. Reed about all of my reporting experience. I had to do it here. You, however, have been able to detail here everything you’ve ever done, including what sandwich you had on July 17, 1984 while hanging out with Karl Malden asking him what he thought about Michael Jackson, with no limits.

I put the limits on your posting, Mark, for your own protection. Every time you open your mouth, bad things happen. You get beaten down like a red-headed stepchild every single time you try to defend your constantly indefensible actions. But screw it. You want to keep getting exposed by people from your own county, you got it. It’s not my job to save you from yourself. So, feel free. The limit’s gone. But so is any ability you have to threaten me with lawsuits because you just asked to be a participant.

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