July/2008: Erika and I got some new friends lately, courtesy of the Oregon Humane Society. I haven't been to Humane Society buildings in other states or even other parts of Oregon, but the Portland building for the Oregon Humane Society is awesome. It's no-kill, of course, and obviously they do a good job spending their funds.

The building itself is nice, new and loaded with places for animals to go enjoy themselves. The special cat-rooms they have are great.

Anyways, back last winter, Erika was checking their website and decided she wanted a rat. So we got a cage from PetSmart (that we later found out the employee forgot to scan, thanks for the cage, PetSmart!) and went to the Humane Society to pick up a rat we named Ernesto. Supposedly, he wasn't a friendly rat and he was pretty old, so we got him because we figured nobody else would really adopt him. Turns out, he's quite friendly and sociable even with other rats.


Ernesto says hi!


Ernesto looks sinister
I never owned a rat before and was skeptical of whether I could like what is essentially vermin, but Ernesto is a good enough guy and won me over. He's done a nice job representing all of rat-kind.

Because of that, we recently decided to go raid the Humane Society full-scale. We figure that small animals aren't adopted out of there all that often, so it's the best place to get them. We went back a few days ago to get a few rats, as we bought a larger cage than the one ol' Ernesto got. Erika, of course, wanted them all.

We ended up getting four rats that were used to living together, and they're having fun. However, they don't have names, as they all look the same, heh.


Little rat says hello
Of the four rats, two of the four males are about a month or so old. They came with two older brothers who are probably a year old. Hopefully with four of them in the same cage, they don't get as overweight as ol' Ernesto has gotten, heh.


Little rat wants out
That little rat has done a nice job of getting out of the bars, heh, yay for industrial tape until he grows.

But the main reason I'm posting a blog is because the Humane Society had a ridiculous deal that we hadn't expected but had to pick up. They had a Degu there. I had never heard of a Degu before we saw one on the Humane Society website, but man, it's like a cute, nice squirrel basically. Erika says they were a fad a couple years ago, and I can see why.


Little Dixie wants to know what the fuck is up with the camera
The Degu is pretty smart, when she wanted her dust bath, man... did she let us know by constantly chittering at us. It's fun to make little sounds back at the Degu and watch it try to understand what you're doing. Apparently they're supposed to be very intelligent, and so far lil' Deggy (Her name is Dixie, but I find myself calling her Deggy more than anything) has lived up to it. And...


Check out the cuten... err, I mean, cage!
The cage is also ridiculously awesome. It's made by Portland's Quality Cage Company and retails for over a hundred dollars. However, the past owner of the Degu donated the cage and the Degu supplies for whomever adopted it. I'm not sure why they had to leave the Degu at the Humane Society, the stated reason was that they were moving to Bend, Oregon... but why couldn't the Degu go along? I don't get it. But whoever they were, they were nice people to leave all the supplies with the Degu so that she can have a nice, mostly uninterrupted rest of her life.

The awesome cage and the cool Degu were only 25 dollars at the Humane Society. The cage, Degu, supplies, all total? That's right, 25 dollars. Ridiculously good deal for such a cute, adorable and personable animal, not to mention the really quality cage.

Degu's can live up to fifteen years domesticated, with the average one living ten years. This Degu is only three, so I'm looking forward to having her around for a nice long time.

Anyways, I hadn't blogged in a while, but showing off our nice new friends is a pretty good reason to start doing so again. I'm especially happy that our cats don't seem to mind the rodent society we've built, they seem pretty content just to watch bemusedly while they run around their cages. Really, it's the same thing Erika and I do, so the cats are getting quite a benefit too.

Support your local Humane Society, they do a great and wonderful job of taking care of animals, especially if Portland's branch of the Oregon Humane Society is typical of the kinds of shelters they run.

March/2008: It is 2008 as I write this. Been at the whole "Perverted-Justice.com" thing since the summer of 2003. This summer will mark five years of running, expanding, and perfecting Perverted-Justice.com. Over those years, a lot of pedos, loons and generic ol' dumb people have said stupid things about PeeJ.

Recently I took a trip down memory lane and collected the best of the worst predictions and statements about Perverted-Justice.com. Each one of these is from 2004 and all are ludicrous for various reasons. Sure, there are still dumb people saying stuff about us here in 2008... but the claims often change as various claims are disproved over the years.

Here's a special look back at the stupidity of yesteryear. You can read for yourself and see how accurate these statements and predictions are!

The "PeeJ will never get convictions or arrests" category...
From 2004...
A steadfast rule against contacting law enforcement? My goodness! I can think of 268 rebuttals to that claim, of course. Yay hindsight!

From 2004...
Fortunately, all the police that have worked with us have been pretty safe.

From 2004...
I still haven't caught a news piece talking about a Canadian that let a dingo eat his baby yet, though. No convictions! Nevar!

From 2004...
Oh shit son, the cops can't legally use the evidence accumulated by us? Fucking A, someone should've spread the news!

From 2004...
WORLD IS OVA! It's ended! Call out the panic buttons, the core of the Earth has exploded and we're all now being shot quickly into spacezors.

From 2004...
Satan-worshipping anti-American sites? Or was it Anti-Worshipping Satan-American sites? I was too busy admiring our lack of acquittals to notice, actually. I'd love to see a defense attorney tear apart our methods too 'cause lol 268 convictions as of March 16th, 2008 lol. Of course, there are more categories, such as...

The "Even if they get convictions Xavier will fire all the contributors" category...
From 2004...
Crap on a stick, I need to fire myself as I've testified a few times. Oh, and I need to fire everyone else. We're doomed now.

The "Pedophile websites raided by the Danish and Americans are just rational discussion forums that are rational okay?" category...
From 2004...
Of course, the Danish Pedophile Association aka "DanPedo" was raided by law enforcement and a ton of them were convicted of having child pornography. Afterwards, the association shut down. Rational. Oh boy.

The big "lawsuits will destroy them oh yeeeeaaaaahhhhhh they coming get r' done!" category...
From 2004...
Ooogah...

From 2004...
Boogah...

From 2004...
It's taken four years or so, guess it was a difficult task?

From 2004...
Well, that didn't come to pass, but I do have judgements to share!

Peanut butter is only awesome with chocolate.
Dean Martin is one cool cat, even if he has been dead for over a decade.
Motorcycles are pretty dumb.
There isn't a bad seat in the Rose Garden, period.
Organic beef is a great recipe for getting food poisoning, nothing more.

There, those were some fine judgements indeed.

From 2004...
I wonder how all those turned out... hmm. I should investigates!

From 2004...
Oh yeah, time was the proof. Nevermind.

The "Actually, they will all go to jailasaurus, Fred Flintstone" category...
From 2004...
I better hide this blog before the police comes and gets me. Damn.

From 2004...
Those courts must be really fuckin' busy.

From 2004...
I am scared of this "precident" as we could be shut down forever. Actually, a lot of these sound like lame comic book villain dialog.

"Hello Spider-man, I see you've been up to no good. All it will take is one court precident and I will get you shut down... FOREVER!"

Yes, that is definitely bad comic book villain dialog.

The "I have a better idea, I'll be vague so nobody can call me out on my bullshit four years from now" category...
From 2004...
There is ALOT you DON'T know but that I KNOW and it IS important so neener yeah stuff someday maybe. I'll bite my tongue now, K?

The "random hilarious statements about Dateline NBC" category...
From 2004...
At the most, PJ may be mentioned! That's the most. And then later they'll attack Perverted-Justice 'cause of evil revelations that will reveal themselves. Man, looking at the above quote is just hilarity in retrospect. That's just great, that makes my day.

From 2004...
That'll be a REAL story, I wonder how long the production is going to take on it because usually Dateline kicks out stories in a faster fashion. They must really be putting time into this one, polishing it up real good.

The "wishful thinking with autocratic despot line thrown in" category...
From 2004...
I have to say, autocratic despot is something that is very awesome to be called. And man, I don't know where this person buys their bubble solution, but I've never seen bubbles last this long. It's like, you use the wand and blow the bubble and then you age over 1,200 days and then your friend, now called "Bubbley" finally dies. Poor Bubbley, he never saw his fifth birthday :(

The "Xavier is a Nazi Kevin Smith" ending category...
From 2004...
Luckily, I don't watch wrestling anymore and haven't for years. It's all about Mixed Martial Arts now. Go Karo Parisyan! You are the uncrowned champion, I believe in you!

From 2004...
Yeah, but they didn't account for the fact that Rickman knows how to keep his dirty English mouth shut. You may cast Alan Rickman in horrible movies, you may deny his talent and make him do B movies... but not even under incredible torture and interrogation will Alan Rickman ever drop the dime.

The man is just not a rat.

Anyways, so sums up a nice look back at stupid statements from four years ago. I'm sure I can make this a yearly thing and we'll look at dumb statements from 2005 in 2009. Unless...

THE BUBBLE FINALLY BURSTS! Oooogaaaaahhhh!

March/2008: Tonight, my roommate and I said goodbye to an old friend.



I'll be pouring out a little data tonight for my homie.

February/2008: People often ask me how I deal with all the pedophiles and predators we come across. Truly, we delve into the depths of depravity to expose pedophiles and get internet predators arrested. It's a question that I don't like to answer, because the answer usually startles people. Not only does it startle people, I think it also puts people off a bit. The answer is that it's not nearly the most disturbing part of the job. Compared to some things, it's downright easy.

You read right, the worst part of the job isn't dealing with predators or pedophiles, it isn't reading their writing in order to expose them, it isn't interacting with them via Perverted-Justice.com to get them arrested. The worst part of doing what I do as the Director of Operations of Perverted-Justice.com and Wikisposure.com is navigating stupidity. I blog a lot about stupidity, my last blog was about the top five most ridiculous media experiences we've had, for example. Most of them were stupid pitches. Still, it's not even that sort of stupidity that is the most difficult to deal with.

The worst sort of stupidity to deal with, what makes this job very ponderous, is dealing with people who want to be your "allies" or who want to exploit going after pedophiles and predators for a personal profit. This is something I receive a lot of emails for. Anyone who is familiar with Perverted-Justice.com knows that we don't make many friends. There's only a couple organizations we tolerate in general, and when it comes to people outside of the organization, we don't often bother to build bridges. Most of the time when I get an email of support from someone who thinks we should partner with them, I don't bother replying.

That might seem fucked up and callous, but it is the way I prefer things.

Now, obviously, if you're interested at all in this topic, you're wondering... "Why?" Easy question to answer, and it can be done in one lone example of a self-styled activist that basically begged for our attention and that of everyone else in the world. When he didn't get it? He begged for the attention of the pedophile community and kissed their ass. Stupidity.

The example of Ron Tebo
I don't wish to pick on this guy Ron Tebo too much. He's just one example. Instead of this guy, I could have picked out a number of individuals and organizations over the years who have tried to coddle up to us. What Tebo is, however, is a succinct illustration of why I've always navigated us to stay mostly insular.

For those who don't know, Ron Tebo is a guy who saw Jack McClellan on TV. He didn't like what McClellan was saying, presumably, and registered the domain jackmcclellan.com. He's done a crapload of interviews about McClellan since then. CBS news, Larry King, ABC News, and dozens of other publications. But the guy has always been kind of a putz. First, his website didn't actually DO anything. One of our criteria for even listening to a person or even communicating with them is that they should at least DO something, anything. Back in the day when Tebo emailed me, I checked into him.

This is a guy that goes around making websites and trying to promote himself. He tried to make a site called ipranked.com and have users upload videos to it using a YouTube.com-like interface. When that didn't really take off, he writes strange and bizarre press releases talking about how he has refused to sell the domain and speaks in the third person as though he has interviewed himself. Seriously, take a second and click that link. Give it a read. Bizarre. Want more? More strangeness. After creating his "anti-McClellan" website, he then wrote the following weird press release. Social networking website and using McClellan's infamy to promote it? Yeeeeaaaahhhhh... okay.

So Tebo is a strange cat, and out of the blue wants to try to "take the banner" against Jack McClellan and online pedophiles. Of course, he slathers his slapped together website with donation buttons, his unhinged press releases beg for funding for his many projects and the guy goes around and acts the clown. Of course, because apparently it's the hip thing for every weirdo to do, he wasted his time emailing our administration address for Perverted-Justice.com.

Email from Ron Tebo - July 20th, 2007

I didn't bother replying.

There's plenty of people online who don't like me, and I'm cool with that. Being disliked and/or hated by people isn't a very big deal in the big picture. Fact is, I don't like many people and I'm fine with people not liking me personally. But where I demand respect is in my motivations and intentions. You've never seen me or anyone in the organizations I have a part in release weird ass press releases touting themselves and other non-related side projects. It simply will not be done. You've never seen our organizations go beg for money. Sure, we've established a non-profit website, but do you see big blinking f'n donation buttons all over PeeJ, Wikisposure and other websites? Do you see advertisements? No, and no.

End of the day, I started Perverted-Justice.com in the summer of 2003 and it had 100 hits a day. All we did was work on the site and it gained popularity, volunteers, and eventually tons of arrests. I didn't receive any income from Perverted-Justice.com until three years after it was founded and that income was a huge surprise. Couldn't really plan for it, couldn't anticipate it. Who would have predicted back in 2003 that we would hook up with Dateline to do a series of successful and popular sting operations? Who would have predicted all the arrests? Nobody. It was worked on and it was established without pandering or expectation. Definition of grass-roots, the entire damn project was an accident that went very well.

So one has to excuse me when I get a little annoyed at people like Ron Tebo. And there's a lot of them out there, over the years that has been illustrated. This goof really had no impact in "fighting pedophiles" or even "fighting Jack McClellan." Most of the successes against McClellan can be traced to legal actions taken against him in California or widespread media coverage due to his ridiculousness. One of those first reports was in the Bellingham Herald up in Washington State, I spoke with the reporter about the story. It ran, and it turned into a larger story. Large stories attract goofs like this. It's a fact of life, and one you learn to live with.

So what's the problem?
If it were just goofs like this getting "involved" and then fading away as they seem to do within a year, there wouldn't be a problem. I can't even recall the number of anti-pedophile or anti-predator sites I've seen come and go. They give it a shot, they find it's harder than it looks and they go away. Big whoop, that's not damaging to the overall goals that our organization and I have.

However, Tebo is a good example of the kinds of damage these n00bs (Excuse the net-speak, but there's no better term for it) can do. These guys getting involved have no idea what they're getting into. They have no idea of the kinds of virulent attacks pedophiles will try to wage upon them verbally, the kinds of bullshit that will be written about them personally. Tebo for example, had a picture of his son posted on a pedophile website and went kind of bonkers when the pedophiles (oh-so-predictably) started making sexual comments about his son. Recently, McClellan used a pedophile website to ponder suing ol' Tebo for using a domain that has his name and attempting to profit off his name in that manner.

End of the day, ol' Tebo poked a hornet's nest and didn't have a clue of what he was getting into. Now, had Tebo done this and just walked away, I wouldn't have much of a bitch with Ron Tebo. He wouldn't have become this strident example and would have faded into memory like all the other goofs I've seen come and go over the years.

The problem? Tebo is now encouraging the pedophiles with verbiage that has to be read to be believed. See, Tebo hasn't the stones to actually deal with pedophile activists, he didn't quite realize how many of them are out there. So now, he has panicked and ran into their arms.

Big, bad quoting spree of Ron Tebo on Annabelleigh.net:





I could go on for days quoting the ridiculous statements that this goof has laid out there. That's just the tip of the iceberg.

The problem with people like Ron Tebo and the thing that drives me nuts about guys like this is that the only thing he's likely to accomplish? Unintentionally getting more kids molested by pedophiles. Pedophiles seek acceptance, they crave it. They come up with their arguments and their justifications, they try to convince people to accept them. It's their big goal, to promote the acceptance of their "lifestyle." Of course, they never throw in the extra sentence that their lifestyle consists solely of attempting to fuck children. That part is a bit too unsanitary, I guess.

Guys like Tebo, people without any chutzpah, balls, cajones, or backbone just play right into their hands. Rather than walk away silently from the verbal attacks he received, he chose to try to "build an alliance" by kissing the asses of hardcore pedophile activists. He chose to tell them everything they want to hear, that they're just misunderstood and they'd NEVER hurt children, that they just LOVE them. In short, he's gone on a pedophile message board and encouraged pedophiles to keep being pedophiles. He has sympathized with them.

He has sympathized with a crowd that houses and supports this oh-so-delightful group of people and worse? He has encouraged them.

That, as we've seen, is a very bad thing.

So if you ever wonder how hardcore PJFI volunteers deal with pedophiles and their ilk, remember that dealing with pedophiles and predators is far easier than dealing with random stupid non-pedophiles who stumble in the way like drunkards, wasting your time and making asses out of themselves pointlessly. After all, you can always get pedophiles and internet predators arrested...

...but you can't put stupid in jail.

December/2007: Now that the top five best media experiences have been covered, time for the inverse and the far more interesting... top five most ridiculous media experiences. With successful media like "To Catch a Predator" nationally and prior to that, tons of successful local media stings across the country, I've been subjected to many a bad pitch. And of course, doing a ton of interviews also means that I've dealt with some idiotic media "personalities" or aspects. It was hard to narrow this list down to five, but what follows? Definitely some ridiculousness.

Let's get listing! And yes, beware, each write-up is far longer than the first part of this. Get some popcorn or something, but if you plan on reading this... well, you'll be here a while.

5: Larry and the Dots
I was asked to do Larry King in a "round-table" sort of segment. Chris Hansen and John Walsh were also slated. I guess the point was for us to talk about the "Predator" series and everything to do with it. Of course, the experience was something I found to be, well, quite ridiculous on a number of levels. First, doing remote media is always somewhat difficult because you've got an IFB in your ear, you can't see who they have queued on screen and there are no real "second takes." It would be quite easy to fuck up. However, usually, the host is well... predictable. Either he'll throw it to you at the start of the question or the host will know who should answer what question in a multi-guest setting.

Larry King? Not so much.

Being on a multi-guest show with Larry King was like playing a really warped game of hot potato. You had no idea who he was throwing a question to and he had no idea who he SHOULD throw a question to. He asked John Walsh something about how Predator operates. Walsh has no idea and responded with a confused answer. He asked me something about missing kids... something Walsh is an expert in. He just threw questions around randomly, with that hilting hitchy delivery of his. It was unnerving and annoying to say the least. Still, that wasn't the most ridiculous thing about doing the Larry King show. Nor was it the idea that they wanted a makeup person for me (I declined) because to me, if Larry King can go on TV looking how he looks, then it doesn't matter how I look. No, neither of these... it was the dots.

Prior to the show, the technician has to put together the background, lighting, etc. Usually I have a Portland backdrop behind me on every interview, because normally I'm sent to Fisher Pathways, the main satellite studio here in Portland, Oregon. For CNN, they sent me to a new, different one because... they had the dots. That's exactly how it was explained to me. New studio has the dots (Fisher Pathways now has the dots too!) so I have to go there. They didn't explain what the dots were or why they were important, but I would later learn. Anytime you watch the Larry King show, all the guests have these little slightly-moving dots behind them. Larry King has the dots, the guests have the dots. Everyone has the dots. Check out the show tonight, you'll see dots.


See? Dots.
Well, these dots I come to find out are very important. I get there and the technician brings out this old big TV screen. He pulls out a DVD and explains to me that he has to put on the dots. He puts them on, calls into the Larry King producer who tells him that the dots are too dark. Dots are too dark, have to brighten things. Technician tries to brighten the TV. Dots too bright! Dots aren't showing right! Back and forth, for about an hour... the dots, the dots. the dots aren't working! Eventually, after much boring back and forth, the Technician gives up and tries to order a new TV quickly. Can't be done. So yes, he'll have to get a new TV that shows the dots better at some point.

What happens? They pull out a night-time Portland background and I use that. So you see Hansen... has the dots, Walsh... has the dots. Me? Night-time Portland. I could tell the Larry King producer was none too happy about it because the first thing they say into my ear when I finally get the IFB on? Apologies over the dots, not having the dots, we're sorry the dots aren't working! Like I care if they have moving dots behind me. I'm nice, explain that it's cool, I like night-time Portland, dots aren't a big deal... and then the producer starts bragging about being the guy that created the dots. You see, these are important dots indeed.

It was very surreal. I was barely out of "Wow, dots" mode when Larry King started throwing around random questions like a baseball pitcher with tourettes.

4: Montel and the Hat
Back in 2004, Del, Frag, DMO and I found an abducted kid. Yeah, that's still weird to write. Anyways, there was some controversy because the cops in the area tried to sluff the blame off of their inability to do anything onto the kid, slurring the kid to the media and talking a lot of ridiculous shit. I then attacked them, we eventually as an organization brought enough pressure to bear that the police had to apologize to this family. It's a long story, it's a messed up story. Due to this, every freakin' talk show was contacting the kid and her family, trying to book them. They decided to go with Montel Williams. As part of it, they wanted Del and I to go and "meet the family for the first time" and explain how things went with the recovery.

First question I had to the booking producer was... "Can I wear my hat?" She said she had to check and then emailed back yes. Then I agreed to do the show. Fact is, if you're a show and you think I can't wear a hat, then I'm not doing your show. I wear a hat. I always wear a hat. I like hats, I have many of them. It's something I always check on, especially with daytime talk shows because I had already heard horror stories about how ridiculous they can be. So we get to New York, they book us in a nice hotel, have a limo service, they really deal you to the nines. Del and I hadn't met prior in person. We had fun. I blogged about all that.

What I didn't blog about was Montel and the fucking hat.

First, if you don't know, TV talk shows tape a ridiculous number of shows in a row. They tape like a whole week at a time usually. The experience is very frenetic, everyone is very rush rush and for good reason. People think that these hosts are all friendly and personable, but they're not. You never meet them. Montel never says hello or anything like that, not even to the kids on the show who had been recovered. You're hustled like cattle, here and there. The producers are all really nice, but the experience is rather weird because once you get on the stage, a talk show host will act like he's your best pal. Just a very fake experience in general.

I'm backstage, we're ready to go on. All of a sudden, I hear yelling from the soundstage area, the area where they tape the show right in front of the live studio audience. "Nobody wears a fucking hat on my show, I don't care who the fuck they are." A pause, the producer responding to which I can't wear. "I don't fucking care what you told him, he's not wearing a hat on my show." Just really angry yelling, near hysterical screaming from this guy in front of his studio audience. It's fucking unbelievable. I'm standing back there and thinking "Wow, this guy is a fucking psychotic." It's a hat, you're screaming because a producer told a guy he can wear a hat. Seriously?

The producer, basically with tears in her eyes, comes backstage and informs me that I can't be on the show with a hat, so it's up to me what I want to do. She apologizes for Montel's unprofessional outburst and I basically replied that he sounded like kind of a jerk and that I was told I could wear my hat, and that I'm cool with Del doing the spot and just going home because again, Montel sounds like a real asshole and not professional. Of course, I end up doing the show without a hat. Why? Del and I were supposed to leave that day, right after the taping. Rush, rush, like cattle, remember? They offered Del and I another expenses paid night in New York. I did the math later on, getting me to do the show without a hat cost ol' Monty thousands of dollars. They had to rebook the flight, get us new accomodations, etc, etc. That was good enough to buy me off.

So I did the show, Montel was nice as pie during the actual questioning part, and then we left. They asked me to come on again a year later for another show, I can't even remember the topic and I declined, explaining that I basically think Montel is crazy. And he has Sylvia Browne on every other day for fuck's sake. He's definitely a crazy psychopath.

3: Everyone wants to be Chris Hansen
With PeeJ, I'm the primary media contact. That means I get all the media requests. Now, just because you work with the media and have basically created a popular show (To Catch a Predator), this doesn't mean anyone will want to hear new ideas from you. When producers contact you, they basically give their pitch. You listen, usually reject it, and then they try to conjole you with compliments, promises or some other sweet nothings... well, as you will come to learn! Beware, number three here? Very long. Why?

Because literally, everyone wants to fucking be Chris Hansen.

- Prior to us doing "To Catch a Predator", Al Roker wanted to be Chris Hansen. Roker's production crew had seen the local stings we had done and "The Roke!" wanted to do the same thing. The pitch? Guys would come to a house, knock on the door and America's Favorite Weatherman would confront them about trying to have sex with a kid. I respect Al Roker (Fuck, never thought I'd write that in my life prior to PeeJ) because the guy doesn't try to be just a weatherman, but the idea of him confronting internet predators is just too ridiculous not to chuckle at. CourtTV ended up telling them that they wouldn't air predators without unblurred faces (this is all prior to large-scale police cooperation), so the issue was moot anyways. Still, you have to give Roker props for wanting to be "Chris Hansen" before Chris Hansen.

- After "To Catch a Predator" got popular, we started getting a deluge of requests. How about Dr. Phil? The Dr. Phil show contacted us wanting to do a segment where we opened a house and had predators arrive. Then Dr. Phil would be in the "Chris Hansen" role grilling predators. We, for obvious reasons, declined the offer.

- John Walsh and his production company contacted us wanting to do TCAP editions on America's Most Wanted with Walsh in the Hansen role. We declined the offer, again. Walsh went on to do his own TCAP-copies while trying to attack the "To Catch a Predator" shows saying that his are better (Which, btw, is pretty fucking odd. The point is to expose pedophiles, what is this competition shit?). Of course, they never mention that they tried scooping us up away from Dateline.

- Internet gossip website TMZ wanted to discuss a show opportunity with us. Again, another entity wanting to be Chris Hansen. I still to this day have no idea how the hell this would fit into their syndicated gossip show. Apparently my mind isn't attuned to the level of genius that show producers are. I've been attacked a couple times on TMZ.com since turning down the proposal though, so I think they're uh... not happy when jilted?

- Current talk show host Steve Wilkos (Ex-bodyguard of Jerry Springer) and his staff emailed me a very unique proposal. Oh, did I say unique? Here, judge for yourself:


To Catch a Creep, huh? Well, we turned down this opportunity as well. I did recently catch Wilkos on his show grilling a convicted sex offender so apparently they found another way to do this. It's not that I hate guys like Wilkos, they're just trying to put on their show. But to cook up something like this without even consulting with us? It's amazing how unimaginative producers can be. Too many are simply wanting to copy other crap rather than trying to put heads together to come up with something new.

- Ever hear of Dr. Keith Ablow? Well, he Dr. Keith Ablew and I think his show has been cancelled. Awful, awful show. I saw one episode about polygamy where ol' Ablow was going on and on coddling and defending the polygamists. At the end of the show, he pretty much came out and said there was nothing wrong with that lifestyle and that people should have an open mind. His production crew wanted his show to have a weekly segment where Dr. Keith put on his Chris Hansen pants and confronted predators we'd have arrive at a location. Unfortunately, it simply wasn't meant to be as I turned them down. Ironically, this was the same producer that pitched us the T... oh wait, that comes up later on!

- The whipped cream and cherry on the top of the wannabe Hansen parade? The Maury Povich show. It's not that I have all that much against Povich, I've never been on that show and... well, there's a good reason I've never been on that show. The Povich show has some sort of weirdness going on with it. They put a producer on getting our cooperation to work with them. I talked to this lady a few times, because they would email and call with various ideas. The producer well, how to put this delicately... was a sexkitten? At least, that's how she came off or was ordered to come off. Constantly hitting on me and saying stuff like "I just can't wait for you to come out here" and basically asking me out to dinner (Weeeeeiiirrrrrddddd), the whole experience just creeped me out. I will give her the credit of having a very attractive voice though. It almost felt like the whole Sirens thing in the Odyssey, really.

As if wanting Maury Povich to be an ass-kicking predator confronter wasn't bad enough, I kept getting the feeling as if they thought I'd be so stupid as to believe their producer really wanted to "get to know me" in person. Well, later on, I heard about a lawsuit at the Maury Povich show. The producer in question's name was Bianca Nardi. The person suing the Povich show? You guessed it, Bianca Nardi. You can read more about the lawsuit here.

The claims in the lawsuit included the following:

I can definitely testify to the bolded section. I would not in any circumstance believe this producer was speaking in that voice or flirting with me unless she were ordered to by her superiors. I keep trying to find a resolution to this suit, but "journalists" are great at reporting seedy gossip... not so great at following up on it. Regardless, I'm glad I was born with a brain large enough to see through such things, otherwise we might have been subjected to Maury Povich trying to talk tough to internet predators.

Truly, everyone wants to be Chris Hansen.

2: The Predator and the Movie Premiere
Everyone knows what extravaganza's movie premieres can be. Red carpets! Stars! Cameras! Screaming fans! Well, one movie wanted something extra to spice things up... an internet predator to randomly show up. Now, I'm no movie producer, but that's a really stupid fucking idea. We can't remember which movie it was, exactly. Del says the movie was "Hard Candy", but I think the movie was "CHAT", I'm 99% sure of it. Either way, what a terrifically awful suggestion.

I can't imagine the scenario, really. How in the world were we to get the predator there to begin with? "Hi, I'm thirteen and I'm going to a movie premiere about internet predators, lol, want to come and have sex with me?" Not to mention, how in the world is anyone supposed to stop the guy when he gets there, or how was he supposed to actually be interviewed for the... audience? Yeah, just a minute ago you were thinking that nothing sounded more ridiculous than Maury Povich confronting internet predators, weren't you? And now you're thinking "Wow, that's more ridiculous, holy shit."

I'm not sure precisely how they were going to plan on doing this, as we rejected the pitch very quickly.

1: Tyra fucking Banks
You might wonder why I feel so confident doing this blog entry now. "But Xavier", you might be thinking, "there could be a more ridiculous media experience to cover later!" Fact is, I can do what I do for another twenty years and nothing will ever top Tyra fucking Banks. Or, well, Tyra fucking Banks producer. The same producer that wanted us to do weekly "stings" with Dr. Keith Ablow also wanted us to do something "new" with Tyra! Then the female producer proceeded to give me the absolute worst pitch of all time.

You see, they wanted us to pose as perverted photographers. Yes, adult males. We were then to go into internet chat rooms in the Las Vegas area and solicit teen girls to do photo shoots. Yes, photo shoots where they would be expected to take off some of their clothes. The girls would then arrive at the location, be greeted by a male Tyra producer (I guess), and then after they agreed to but prior to them disrobing, Tyra Banks would pop out from behind the back like Soul Sistah Number Eleven and lecture the girls on being so unsafe!

That, for so many reasons, is truly the most awful idea of all time.

But, it gets worse. The producer also went out of her way to say that we could not have any of our gay volunteers working on this, as the show "isn't a gay show" and that there were not to be any gays working on this or any gay females or males, apparently, to show up to their mythical photo shoot. To this day, I have no idea why she said this. She was leaving me a voicemail, so it's not like I brought up gay people. She was just rambling on about this idea they wanted to have us help them with. I guess we just have a rep of having a lot of gay volunteers. No matter where it came from, the idea that the Tyra Banks show couldn't have gay volunteers associated in any way is a bit odd since y'know, America's Next Top Model has all sorts of gay "characters" on the show each year. The entire pitch was bizarre enough, but that factoid capped it off in quite the odd way.

After that, I stopped taking calls from the producer who pitched me that level of awful. I doubt it will ever be topped, as no producer before or since was daft enough to suggest that we go solicit kids to do pornographic photography shoots. Of course, now that I watch "highlights" of the Tyra show on E!'s "The Soup", I understand the level of lunacy associated with the Tyra Banks show. Then, however, I was almost scratching my head until it bled. The world is often too stupid for me to process mentally.

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There you have it, the best and most ridiculous five media experiences in our four and a half year history. Perhaps I'll be surprised and we'll end up having pitches or... whatever... top the level of crud I've described, but it'll take some work on the part of those in the media. Without any doubt, I seriously don't know how I would have lived with myself had we taken up the vast majority of those pitches.

People in the media world can be very stupid, very often.

December/2007: I've been cracking away at the whole Perverted-Justice.com thing for four and a half years now. Long time, and for almost all of it, we've been dealing with the media. Having to deal with reporters and the media can be an odd thing. I'm going to post my top five best media experiences in this blog. The NEXT blog will be the top five most ridiculous media experiences. I've got some doozy's we've never talked about planned for that one. I'd just do that one (because it's the really good one) but you can't do the most ridiculous without the best.

So without any further ado, the top five best media experiences.

5: The French!
Back in January 2007, I got an email from a guy named Dominique asking if we can help him on a story for French television. I was pretty busy at the time and replied no. The French were so excited about doing the story that they had already FLOWN TO PORTLAND to do the interview prior to ever talking to me.

Apparently they had talked to Frag and Del and the French had started calling them incessantly for weeks, to the point where both of them didn't even want to answer the phone anymore. Well, at some point, the French had gotten confused, and thought they had spoken with me. Long story short, the French were sad, disappointed and sitting around bored.

It was one of the rare times I relented on saying "no" to something as the emails from these guys were basically broken disappointed English. I mean, read this and tell me you could say "no" afterwards.

Emails from the French:

C'mon, that's adorable.

They had booked one of the most expensive and oldest hotels in Portland, which I thought was pretty weird too. I guess people don't know any better coming into town. I did the interview and was struck by just how nice those guys were. They were simply nice people wanting to do an interview and talk about how citizens can fight against predators and pedophiles. As regular readers of my blog know, I'm not much a fan of the media but guys like these help redeem doing any media to begin with.

Definitely the nicest media people I've dealt with and they were French. Goes against the stereotype, eh?

4: Beating down Julie Posey
Back in early 2005 I was asked to go debate a woman named Julie Posey on an old Fox News program called "Dayside with Linda Vester." Posey had been going around attacking us for being private citizens conducting chats, despite the fact that Julie Posey was herself a private citizen that conducted chats. The difference between us was/is pretty simple... Posey says that only she can do such chats, we say anyone can be trained to do so. She trolled rooms for nine years and got about sixty convictions. Kudos for that, but considering that in 2007 alone we have over 120 convictions... well, let's just say I couldn't wait to finally be able to address her bullshit directly.

I had one my research on Posey and realized that her anti-citizen message wouldn't play well with most watching. What I didn't know about the Dayside program is that it had a live studio audience. The audience surprised me by applauding everything I had to say (chiefly that Posey is a goofy elitist hypocrite and in it for personal fame) against her. At the time, our "Conviction Machine" was just being built, but we had come off a nice run of arrests and convictions. After that head to head debate, Posey stopped trying to criticize us. Probably both from the embarrassment of her performance and due to the fact that since then we've accomplished what took her nearly a decade in the span of barely a year's time.

3: Calling out a defense attorney on CourtTV Radio
Yes, you can obviously tell I like strife too much. I was asked to do a radio segment on CourtTV talking about online predators, To Catch a Predator, etc. I love doing radio because it's long-form explanation. You can actually take the time to develop ideas unlike television and print media. On this particular show, a really mouthy female defense attorney was on trying to shit-talk us, stating that our cases don't hold up in court, the usual defense attorney bullshit. It was the first time I got to take on some mouthy celebutorney and I did something she didn't expect nor knew how to respond to.

I called her out.

Rather than listen to her blather on hypothetically, I made an off-the-cuff challenge... to go take a case! Insulting her, I stated that she had no chance, couldn't do anything more than a public defender and basically would get beaten down by our evidentary procedures if she even dared to take a case. I asked her where she could practice law, she noted California... fuck, we have dozens of arrests in California. So I out and out challenged her to go take her pick of any arrest we have in California and to defend the case pro-bono. She stuttered and then after having her shit called out, weakly said she would.

She never did. Now, anytime a defense attorney talking head gets mouthy? I just call them out and tell them to go take a case. They never do and never will.

2: Shenanigans on the O'Reilly Factor
The second time I was on the O'Reilly Factor I was booked to "debate" the Mayor of Murphy Texas, a Bret Baldwin. This guy had no PR training and I got to go straight at him. It felt almost unfair, I have been doing dozens of these types of Cable News interviews and I'm certain he had never done one. End of the day, I beat him down and went straight at him. The guy just didn't know what he was getting into. Not to be too pompous, but all I did in college was do formal debate. I was mean at it and won quite a few trophies the two years I did it. End of the day, getting into a verbal confrontation with me in such a setting probably isn't going to go too well for anyone.

The element that made this my second favorite media experience? Calling shenanigans. It can easily be guaranteed that no person on this planet has ever said "I call shenanigans" during a cable TV news interview, let alone on the O'Reilly Factor. Ending one of my verbal attacks on Baldwin, I literally "called shenanigans" on him. I'll likely never do another cable news interview (What's there to talk about? Internet predators isn't a hot news topic anymore) and that's fine because I doubt I could do anything cooler during one than that.

Otherwise, O'Reilly went on in later segments to attack us because we work with NBC (O'Reilly and MSNBC have had a long-running feud) but what will never be aired is the last laugh I got. O'Reilly had me on to talk about the Marsha Bartel lawsuit against Dateline NBC. He went on and on about how NBC would have to settle and how the producer raised "serious issues." What he didn't know was what I know... she's a liar and her claims were groundless. Well, as any reader of Perverted-Justice.com knows, Bartel's lawsuit was tossed out of court like the cheaply written piece of shit it was. After that, I couldn't resist emailing O'Reilly.

My petty but fun email to the lead producer of his show:

Mitchell replied that they may do an update to the story. Of course, they never did. Doesn't matter, I got to write the "O'Reilly: 0, Von Erck: 1" line which felt fucking awesome to do. Of course, none of this is to say O'Reilly is a bad guy in my eyes, out of all the cable news hosts that I've done interviews for, he's the only one that takes the time out of his day to have a cordial quick conversation with his guests before going on air. It's the little things when you deal with the media that make the difference to me.

1: Al Roker asks me if I'm a Nazi
Yeah, anyone who reads my blog should know this story as I already blogged about it years ago. The full story can be found by clicking this link. Yeah, I blogged this already. Look, I wanted to do something different for the best media experience, but I have to be honest. Al Roker asking me if I'm a Nazi will never be topped. It's impossible. I can't think of anything more surreal, more off the wall and more strange than having America's Favorite Weatherman ask you if you're a follower of Hitler.

When I reconnected with a couple old friends I hadn't spoken with since college, the first story I told of what I had been doing was Al Roker asking if I'm a Nazi. When I spoke with my half-brother who I hadn't spoken with over ten years, one of the first things I mentioned when he asked about my life was the Al Roker story. I love that goddamned story, so it shall be number one for eternity.
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I'll be posting the top five most ridiculous media experiences in the next couple days. Everything on that list is stuff I haven't talked about before, some of the most ridiculous pitches you can imagine, a bunch of dots, drama over a hat, and... a movie premiere? You'll be left scratching your head, without a doubt.

Lord knows I was at the time, myself.

December/2007: Anyone that knows me knows that I've been playing video games since the original Atari. When the NES came out, my grandparents bought it as a gift for Christmas, 1986. I was seven and I still remember this. We used to do gift-giving on my mother's side of the family on Christmas Eve because I would have to go to my father's side of the family on Christmas Day, that is, until I hit the age where I could say "no mas, no mas" to that arrangement. I came back a couple days later and there were two NES systems.

My grandparents had played mine while I was gone and had gotten hooked. They had to have their own system after that.

Since then, I've played video games more days than I haven't. My grandparents turned into huge gamers as well, playing every RPG that came out for the NES, Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis... all the way through the original Playstation and Nintendo 64. They loved video games and one of the saddest parts of their getting old and dying was watching them no longer be able to enjoy them as they once did. Fun turned into frustration as memory went away and games became more complicated. Still, they both played video games nearly until the day each of them died.

Both of them died before Perverted-Justice.com became well, what it is. Which, obviously, means they died before they could witness the media stories and learn much of the ridiculousness that comes along with those. Reporters are always looking for an angle with which to attack you, so they ask you about your hobbies a lot of the time. I've always responded that I play video games. I had no reason not to, in my mind. I've been playing them as long as I can remember and I consider it a great hobby to have. It certainly beats weekend drinking, partying and the random stupidity that most people of my age at the time made frequent practice of.

What surprised me at the time was that this fact was made into a frequent attack. "He's a gamer!" Even recently, a goofball reporter for Rolling Stone wrote a over-the-top hyperbolic article and literally, wrote the following sentence to describe me...

Rolling Stone

You might think I used the italicizing for effect. I didn't. It's in the piece italicized like that. Obviously, anyone who has ever played Civilization 4 is snickering at the description right now. KILLS on Civilization 4? A person couldn't be more out of touch than writing that. When you think of a game that would satiate a "bloodlust of killing!" you wouldn't really think of Civilization 4. It's a nation-building strategy game, of all things.

Of course, that's just one example!

Random Internet Moron

UNEMPLOYED DROPOUT GAMER VIGILANTES KILLING PEOPLE!

Easily, I could go on and on. Since the summer of 2003 when we had our first media attention, those seeking to attack the organization via myself, the founder, have often used the fact that I play these apparently evil video games. For the last few years, I've found the entire tactic humorous. It is hard to look at it any other way, as the entire idea that Perverted-Justice.com is evil because the founder of the organization enjoys video games just happens to be one of the most absurd statements I can imagine from looking at things from a logical perspective. However, the general public often doesn't do this. For example...


Man, just look at that douchebag
The guy above is a fellow named Jack Thompson. He's a Florida "attorney" who is on a huge campaign against video games. One of his favorite targets is one of my favorite companies, Take Two Interactive, the publishers of Civilization, the NBA 2K series, etc, etc. They also publish games like Grand Theft Auto, Manhunt, Bioshock, etc, all games with disturbing elements to them, admittedly. Anyways, this guy is bat-fruit-nuts-crazy. He's more certifiable than your average piece of sports memorabilia sold on QVC. He submitted pornography in an argument to a court, has staged countless publicity stunts, has settled out of court regarding a lawsuit against him and has come within a hairsbreadth of being disbarred in Florida.

Still, despite all this, Jack Thompson is regularly featured on cable news programs, his "work" has resulted in some really wonky legislation (all of which has been struck down due to the efforts of the games industry) and the guy makes crazy money going around the country to give speeches regarding the evils of video games.

I mean seriously, the guy is fucking bonkers, check out these quotes:

- "The 'video game community' (what's next, 'the necromancy community'?) surely seems exercised about someone who is a 'joke' and who is accomplishing nothing. You all seem rather bothered and worried about a nonentity. God is in this battle, and I am privileged to be a foot soldier. You all should be concerned, not about me, but about Him."
- "Any letter from a video gamer like you would deepen his concern. Are you actually so confused that you think gamers have any influence on anyone. Gamers are considered by normal people to be cretins. Get used to it."
- "Jack Thompson keeps racking up wins and you gamers just can't handle the truth. What's the truth? It is this: Adults with common sense and common decency who respect law enforcement are still running this country. Video gamers are not, and never will..."
- "I have made a choice, and it is a choice for Jesus Jesus said: "If any of you should cause any of these little ones to stumble, then it would be better for you that a millstone be tied around your neck and that you be cast into the sea." Rockstar is marketing adult murder simulators to kids. You are an apologist for that molestation. You're the one who needs to square his actions with the Bible, not I. I'm the one winning cases in the Bible Belt, not you. Please go to Hell more quietly. Thanks."
- "Actually, I'm succeeding and you're not. We're moving toward the trial in Alabama, and Rockstar is on the ropes. You and Xenu can go to Hell."

While I'm no fan of ol' Xenu myself, the guy is bats in the mental belfry. However, because he's more cracked up than Courtney Love hanging out with Kate Moss, the media loves to put him on television. And of course, he goes on there and says crazy alarmist things that make great soundbites to scare the crap out of people who don't know any better. You go down the line a bit and tragedy-chasers like ol' Thompson create such a stigma about gamers that reporters then use that stupidity to attack me, because I dare to play video games and run an anti-pedophile organization.

From my own experiences doing cable news interviews, guys like Thompson are what they die for. I've had a producer in my ear during one show excoriating me to tear into another guest because they needed "more passion, more fire!" for the interview. I've had times when producers I've done interviews with in the past would contact me about related stories and ask me questions, gauging to see if I'll say something fiery. If you don't, you don't get booked to do the interview. That's how little crazy people like Thompson get interviews... by being unreasonable, crazy and frothing, he (justifiably) in the minds of producers will keep a viewer watching. Producers are right about that, there's nothing that the public in general hates more than a reasoned discussion.

But is that it? Are toadies like that goof the entire reason why people who wish to attack me feel that they have a free hand with the "gamer" slur? Sadly, after much deliberation over it the last couple of years, no.

Gamers are also to blame, themselves.
As much as I'd like to, you can't just blame goofs like Thompson for the word "gamer" being demonized in many people's minds. You also have to blame... well, gamers. With the internet, gamers have banded together and created a "gaming culture." Over the last couple years of reading Joystiq, Kotaku and other blogs, I've come to know it all too well. There's a myriad of aspects to it that make it condemnable.

Anime and Japanese culture - Loads of gamers are into anime along with anything and everything in Japanese culture. Unfortunately, many gamers are into all the dark sides of Japanese culture. Tentacle rape, drawn child pornography they call "lolicon", and all sorts of other crap. The gamer blog Kotaku is the worst of this, as they have a contributor that lives in Japan and feeds the garbage by covering everything and anything under the sun regarding the worst of Japanese culture. From Japanese games such as rape simulators to peripherals designed to be vibrators, the Japanese have "classy" scrawled out of their dictionaries when it comes to gaming.

Rape - Even innocuous posts on Kotaku, such as one post where they showed a picture of a sleeping Japanese "booth babe", elicit a disturbing reaction. The commentors immediately started in talking about how she made a good target for rape. Yeah, literally. Morons. A large subsection of gamers think rape is great. Sounds like hyperbole, I know, but the amount of positive rape comments disguised as "jokes" really illustrate why date rape is at epidemic levels. So glad I'm male... as I feel so bad for females trying to find someone suitable to date in this modern age.

Racism - I've been on XBox Live since it launched. It is, without a doubt, the scummiest cesspool you can imagine. I've been called the N word more times on there than I can count. Not "nigga", but with the "er." I'd just type the whole thing out but I'm sure some dipshit would then probably state that I throw around that word on my blog in an attempt to smear me. It's a common insult on XBox Live, you're bound to hear it in any game you play from other players. You'd probably think that it's stupid moron teens that throw it around, and you'd be right... but you'd be wrong to think it's exclusively them. Players who are obviously in their twenties, thirties, etc, toss it around liberally. But it's not just racism against black people, it's every kind of hickery you can imagine. Hatred towards Mexicans, the French, the British, the Germans... hell, you name a nationality and I've heard someone on XBox Live use a racial slur regarding it. Oh, yeah, anti-semitism is rampant as well, don't let me forget.

Hatred of females in general - There's nothing more embarrassing than trying to play a game on XBox Live with your significant other. Playing Rainbox Six: Vegas with my wife, for example, was pretty excruciating. I was trying to get her into playing more first person shooters as playing them online is quite fun... except for the fact that 80-90% of other gamers basically hate females. Their conversations about their "love lives" usually pour contempt towards women. Whenever we play now, I just play in private voice chat with her. That way we don't have to hear the idiots with their idiotic conversations but we also don't have to deal with morons on XBox Live hating my wife because she's a female.

Drug use - Every other gamertag I've played against online are pot references. The amount of conversations I've had to endure listening to two morons who don't know each other "bond" over the fact that they both ~gasp!~ people who smoke pot. I'm not morally against people smoking pot and I think all drugs should be legalized, but as a non-druggie, there's nothing more boring than hearing two druggies get all friendly because OMG POTASAURUS! Fucking boring people.

Webcomics - One of the more noxious aspects of "gamer culture" are webcomics. Webcomics are quite much like the "Sunday Comics" you're used to in the newspaper. With the success of gaming webcomic "Penny Arcade", every other gamer in America decided to go make a shitty website with a shitty webcomic detailing "gamer culture." Of course, the vast majority of them are sexist, racist, anti-homosexual, dumb and most sinful of all, unfunny. Oh, and did I mention a lot of them tread into pedophilia? There's a great blog called "Your webcomic is bad and you should feel bad that breaks down these crappy examples of gamer culture intellectually, something most gamers don't have any ability to do. Hell, reading it was the entire reason I wrote this blog and the reason I've come to understand how "gamer" is an insult to begin with.

Gamer Kids - I'm 28 years old. I don't like children. I don't like being around them. I don't like hearing them. As much as I don't like kids, I really, really, really don't like gaming kids. It's another negative of XBox Live. As good as Microsoft is about parental controls and building a great online interface, they suck ass when it comes to identifying exactly who you don't want to be around. For me, I don't want to be around kids. They have the online service denote who are kids, teens and adults in order to set up various permissions and try to keep kids on XBox Live safe. I appreciate that. What I would appreciate even more is an option for me to select so I can then only play with other adults. Segregating the kids from the adults is what I advocate and not to "save the kids" from adults (Microsoft does a good job in general of doing all they can) but rather to save me from having to hear them scream and yell. I've heard kids curse at their parents, siblings, friends, and that's just the tip of the iceberg. They're dumb, they absorb the worst of gaming culture like a giant garbage disposal.

Hatred of gays - If they're not calling you the big 'N' word out of racism, they're calling you a gay, a "queer", a "faggot", etc. Think of it as one giant male locker room, say football. Just worse, because there's no coach around to kick someone in the ass for being a giant douchebag. While the racism bothered me more as I had naively believed it mostly a dead issue in this country (At least, in the Northern United States), the amount of gay-bashing was slightly more than I expected. If that sounds like a compliment towards gamers, it's not... I expected a fucking lot of it to begin with.

At the end of the day, gamers are to blame. Even moreso than guys like Jack Thompson, gamers themselves have illustrated exactly why people like me have to deal with nutty reporters calling me names because I'm an "open" gamer. I simply wished I had taken a clearer look at the gaming community before I dared to expose the fact that I play game series such as Civilization, Halo, NBA2K, and uh... everything else I can get Gamefly to ship me.

So my advice to anyone reading is pretty simple. If you're going to embark on a career that involves anything relating to the public eye, avoid noting that you play video games because more than likely, you as well will end up described hilariously as someone who gets a murder lust on from playing world building simulations... and worse, associated by the public as being like the vast majority of gamers people encounter.

The problem isn't the stereotyping of gamers by non-gamers. It's the gamers themselves.

November/2007:
Some things are so dumb that you don't know where to begin. First, the guy in the picture above is obviously not me. He's actually a blogger that once blogged the Rabbi David Kaye story... well, back in 2005. However, when you search my name on Google Image Search, it comes up with my name underneath next to actual pictures of me taken from various cable shows. Of course, comparing the pictures... it's pretty obvious that's not me. Plus, I'll never take a picture that awesome, I doubt I could blow cigar smoke anywhere near as good.

Of course, it's not so obvious to all. I recently received an email illustrating that some people are incompetent at googling.


I received that back in late October. The "Hali" is Hali Feldman, the photo editor of Details Magazine. Hali Feldman is also an awesome name. Not so awesome at research though. I'm not sure quite who her researcher is, but if that person were any good at research you'd kind of notice the blurb underneath the photo by the guy stating who he is. This is the second time our experience with paid media researchers has made our own unpaid volunteer researchers look like they're evil genisues from planet nine. Anyways, I should have said it was me, but then the poor blogger probably would have heard about his photo in Details Magazine and I'd be sued for picture fraud or some other nonsense.

The question is, why was Details Magazine, some random magazine for men, emailing me? Pretty simple, they were asking for a photo so they could do something more ridiculous than thinking I'm some swarthy cigar-smoking man. Details Magazine has featured me on the "The Details Power 50: the most influential men under 45." As soon as I saw the email saying they wanted to put me on that list, I laughed. Then I showed my wife and she laughed. Since then, I've told her that she's married to someone on the Power 50 list, because that sounds awesome. The only question I had was just how ridiculous of a ranking would these dorks give me?

Turns out? You can just call me Mr. Number 27 from now on.

Yes, of all the men under the age of 45 in the world, I'm the 27th most influential. My blog gets between 30-100 hits a day, I've never been recognized on the street (nor by Details Magazine researchers, apparently) and 99% of all people in the country haven't heard of me. So you might be thinking, "Jesus, how many other nobodies are on the list as well if you are, Xavier!" And that is where it gets really ridiculous. Apparently, I kick a whole lot of ass. How much ass? Check the list, guys.

I am Mr. Number 27.
Jay Z, president of Def Jam Records, co-owner of the New Jersey Nets, boyfriend of Beyonce is... 44.

I fucking OWN Jay Z. I influence him, not the other way around. When he did the "The Blueprint˛: The Gift & the Curse" album, he was influenced by me. I'm fucking seventeen spots ahead of him! I could have had Beyonce, but I told her that she is too annoying for my tastes and that she isn't influential enough, really. You have to be way up there for me to be with you. Hell, if they had a similar thing for females, I'm sure my wife would be like number 26 or something. Beyonce wouldn't even make the list.

I am Mr. Number 27.
Justin Timberlake, former boyfriend of Britney Spears, former Mouseketeer and famous actor/singer guy is... 37.

I don't OWN Justin Timberlake as hard as I OWN Jay Z, but I OWN Justin Timberlake pretty f'n hard. That kid, who is he? Nobody. I'm so much more influential than him, it hurts. I told Britney back in the day that I wasn't interested and she'd end up dating some white trash back-up dancer (Who outranks me, K-Fed is NUMBER SEVEN!) and boy, was I right. Plus I mean, who couldn't rip Janet Jackson's top open and cause a huge backlash of government censorship? Everyone has at this point.

I am Mr. Number 27.
Barry Bonds, all-time home run steroid king, the most polarizing figure in sports... is 33.

I hit a couple home runs in Little League. Wasn't very exciting, just wasn't my thing. Plus I knew it wouldn't be influential. Sure, he caused a federal investigation, but we at Perverted-Justice.com have owned him because we've got a bunch of federal convictions we worked on. How many does he have? None, well, one pending. That's not influential. Sure, he's tarnished baseball, America's Pastime, but other than that, it's not like he's me or anything.

I am Mr. Number 27.
Tyler Perry presents Tyler Perry's Influential Tyler Perry is... 50.

I knew I'd kick his ass too. He has to put Tyler Perry's Tyler Perry presents Tyler Perry in each of his projects. You don't see "Xavier Von Erck's presenting of Xavier Von Erck presenting Wikisposure" or anything, do you? Hell no. I'm Mr. Number 27, I don't need to put my name on everything. People already know, obviously! Tyler Perry has to put his name on precisely because he's so not influential. I would never put "Xavier Von Erck presents an Xavier Von Erck production of Perverted-Justice.com." It'd be... below my status. Then again, I might if I were number 50 like Tyler Toolbox here.

I am Mr. Number 27.
Iggy, Ellen Degeneres ex-dog is... 29.

Kicked your ass, Iggy. Kicked your ass.

I own all those people. I'm Mr. Number 27 and they're obviously nobodies because if a nobody like me can be Mr. Number 27, all those bitches should be ahead of me. And some of those guys are older. I've got seventeen years to move up that list with my nobody style. Barry Bonds is an old guy and he's that low? Weak. Just weak.

When Details emailed about this, I had a pretty good idea that their paragraph about me would be negative. In my head I figured they'd put me on because I represent the "fear children have towards men" or something equally out there. Instead, they wrote the following paragraph which isn't as negative as I could have wrote it, but compared to most on the list, is still pretty out there negative. Here is the write-up they did on me:


That's pretty negative, really, but not as good as I could write just cutting and pasting old articles. Of course, we've had negative press since we got our first press back in late 2003, so it's all old hat by now. As we've found, controversy creates news which creates volunteers which creates convictions. Mainly because whenever someone reads something negative about us, they go to the website, see the convictions, read a log and want to volunteer. What I found hilarious about the paragraph isn't something in the paragraph. What's hilarious is comparing it to other paragraphs of other people.

Keep my paragraph in mind... here's the one on Joel Osteen, bible-beating pastor of the Lakewood Church:

Of course, the best example isn't some goof pastor, it's Muqtada al-Sadr!

Pretty positive, really! I'm more disliked in influential male media than Al-Sadr. That rules so hard. Of course, people won't quite understand why I'm more than happy to be basically reviled by the writer of a men's magazine. Men's magazine. If there's any publication I want to hate on me, it's a fucking men's magazine.

The best part of the whole thing, however, is that I'm younger than 90% of those listed. That means if I keep up my reign of anti-pedo terror, fuck, I could move up that sucker! Screw you Ryan Seacrest, I'm kicking your ass in 2008... this I vow!

PS. Apologies to Jason "Mr. Number 43" Jones, the creator of Halo. Please don't take away my copy of Halo 3! I didn't mean to totally kick your ass, after all. Which I totally did. Kicked. His. Ass.

PPS. Anyone else notice how that list is like a transit bus in 1940's Georgia? All the influential black people at the back of the list. I dare declare that Details might have something against black people, actually. I didn't notice this until later. Even the Muslim terrorists rank higher. Weird.

November/2007: So recently we had some anti-gay site link the Wiki in order to attack some pedophile who attacked them for being anti-gay. While I'm all in favor of people linking Wikisposure to expose a pedophile, I'm not in favor of it being used incorrectly by a group to try to attack homosexuals. We target pedophiles. If you want to use our work or tout it, you better be anti-pedophile, not anti-gay.

Anyways, we did a redirect to the following link: AmericansforTruth Redirection. Have a read if you want so you can get proper context. Here is the email, from a guy named Steve.

Email from Steve

I guess I'm getting cranky, because usually I'd write off an email like that but the gall of the guy to write me like we don't understand pedophiles and pedophilia in general. We're the goddamned boots on the ground in this fight and it's pretty annoying for some random fundamentalists who probably have only ever heard of "Boo scary NAMBLA boo!" think they know more about this shit than we do... too dumb to ignore.

My long reply, which I think is pretty good so if you're bored, have a read.

Yeah, long reply, I warned you. Anyways, hopefully some much needed logic will get into the brains of one or two of these guy's followers and we can convert them into proper anti-pedophile activists. That way they can quit wasting their time bothering homosexual consenting adults for no good damn reason.

October/2007: Holy crap, driving around today and saw an Arctic Circle up on 161st and Division. Of course, I had to stop.

All the Arctic Circles here went out about fifteen years ago and turned into Arbys. I like Arbys, but Arctic Circle fry sauce is golden! The most impressive thing about the new Arctic Circle? All the stuff was the same! Same fry bags, same cups, same stupid kids meal box, same fry sauce plastic containers for the drive thru.

Amazing.

If you're a REAL Portlander, you'll recognize this information for the awesomeness that it so truly is. Yeah, they've had them in the boonie-shit places in Oregon, but nothing counts unless it's in Portland. Arctic Circle is back!

September/2007:
Objects in mirror are closer than they appear indeed!

The above is a great picture taken of Erika's dog, Reuban (Uh, Reuben, but I guess Canadians can't afford extra e's). It wasn't photoshopped in any way either. Creepy!

Credit to Erika's brother for the picture.

August/2007: People often ask, what's the most rewarding part of all the anti-pedophile work? Everyone assumes it is when another guy gets arrested and convicted... while that's very rewarding to one's morale, there's something else that notches just a sliver higher. That being when I see evidence of just how much of a difference we're making.

You might be asking... what evidence is that? The answer?

Pedophile death threats.

Pedophiles by their very nature are cowards. They can't handle relationships with adults. Grown women and grown men are beyond their ability in general. One other thing they also can't handle are anti-pedophile activists that refuse to debate them. Too many in the past would "ask them questions" or "try to understand them." Thankfully, our organization is smart enough to eschew all of that and go right after them. They don't like that.

Typically though, the pedophiles will try to put up this brave bold front that all the efforts against them aren't having an effect. However, when you see a small cross-sampling of just how angry and hate-filled they've become at us due to our efforts, you see just how large an effect those efforts have had.

So here is a medley of the "best of the pedophile threats"... all taken from ol' BoyChat.


They like to compare me to a guy named Mike "Wow, so crazy" Echols. Which is great, because it shows how little of the situation they understand. Echols was this guy who wrote "I know my first name is Steven", one of the more "known" made-for-TV movies. Echols also hated BoyChat and all the other online pedophile activists. Problem was? Echols was probably a schizophrenic. Rather than make a real difference by organizing people, Echols launched into obsessiveness, broke a bunch of laws and eventually shot himself (I believe). Problem is for Santi and his ilk, I'm anything but obsessed. Anyone with a knowledge of the history of Perverted-Justice.com would know that, though few have much of a knowledge regarding it.

In 2003, before we bought the domain, I let the entire project go to dust. The only reason it came back was because a bunch of idiots on the Danish Pedophile Association insulted the fact that I stopped doing the subsite on my blog. I was content to go off writing about nonsense online. When we bought the domain in the summer of 2003 and then re-launched, that's when everything got really "big."

Echols never had the ability to take a step back and say "You know, this might work better if I didn't act like a