I've Been Threatened by Mr. Manners Himself!

That's right, more low comedy on the streets where you live. Hard to believe anyone older than ten is pulling these schoolyard bully moves but, he is. Christian Holm is trying to intimidate an old woman who lives in a shoe. From yesterday, about 10:30 A.M.... "Christian is really mad about all the blogging you've done about (Person #1) and (Person #2). He said you'd better stop or he'll come by and personally throw you out of town himself." I took notes, by hand, on this pitiful development.

Once again Christian has taken gossip to the nth power and not even bothered to ask/interview all the primary sources. That would be me, gentle reader, I am a primary source, the person he should have asked about the complaint I had to file with LPD a while back. The players were homeless this time, a story never meant for this blog. 

But, since the self-appointed Mr. Manners of the homeless set in Livermore has not even had enough courage to intimidate in person, he used a proxy, I am publicizing his bad behavior. I have had a lot of crap and misery slung my way over this blog. One would think that a person reaching for tolerance and understanding would be immune to threats coming from her own cohort. Guess not. I expected some backlash but this is way over the top.

So, last evening, when I spoke to Christian's proxy again, I had my phone in my hand. (Remember the flak I took because I have a phone!) Proxy reprised Christian's promise to throw me out of town. With embellishments. I had the record function on. Got all of it "on tape." I will transcribe the conversation and pass it along to, among others, the police, the mayor, the library, the cafe where Christian does his dirty work. That's not a threat, it's a promise.