Saturday, February 07, 2009
Kathryn Cramer and Free Republic
And then the usual talk in comments follows, but unusual talk that doesn't really make sense. They are completely missing the point about the connection between Cafasso and Robert Stormer and all that he has accomplished with the new persona.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Robert Stormer aka Shipdude
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Read it and weep, Joe
Read it and weep, Joe. You crawl out of the woodwork because you now have renewed confidence that nothing will happen to you because Idema is in a 'self imposed exile'. How courageous of you to go into your own self-imposed exile and complain you were dying while you thought he might appear in the U.S. to personally thank you for all your contributions to his successes.
You used the fact that Idema was in prison as your exoneration, that what was said about you was based on the words of a conman. You pointed to the fact that Idema was in prison as the sole reason that Rutenberg's article was false. This is a weak yet droll defense. The people who caught onto you at Fox and other places are numerous. You went on to Wikipedia and twisted the words around about what really happened at Fox: they invited you to come back if you could prove your claims were true. But you never went back, did you?
In the poll here, Joe Cafasso beat Jack Idema hands down as the bigger con artist. This is an old grab, the numbers in our poll now are 99% to 0. In the poll at Joe's website, the results were climbing over 90% in favor of Joe's being the bigger conman, but Joe took it off of his website and now his entire sidebar is missing. Joe must have been unhappy with those results!
Cafasso has a little coding problem...maybe he can ask his girlfriend Kathryn Cramer to help him with that. That is, if she's still speaking to him after he bilked her out of $20 grand and stole her MAC laptop.
We took pleasure in recreating the poll exactly as Joe had it done, complete with the mis-spelling of "foce" instead of "force". It's the way he pronounces it with his New England accent, and with little education and a problem with the use of contractions, he probably spells things out phonetically.
How he can pass himself off in the halls of academe with these ridiculous claims of awards and military heroism and accomplishment when he can't spell a simple word is beyond the realm of comprehension. I understand he moved to the hallowed halls of Northwestern University at one point. If true, no doubt, they, too welcomed him like the elitists at Columbia University did. What a disappointment that has proven to be in the search for intelligent life on American campuses today! People who can be that easily bamboozled are not protected from the con games of a man such is this. But he has found a modus operendi that works. He works the fertile fields of academia where people have marginalized themselves and are therefore so much more vulnerable to his scheming, lies, tales of heroism, and military background, which are mostly- nonexistent.
Joe still missses apostrophes, repeating very simple mistakes which have become a recognizable signature in his writing. Posing online under different pseudonyms, his signature glares at the reader. So the little ruse has become very transparent to those of us who have been following it. Which is probably at least a part of the reason why he disappeared. Joe Cafasso is an old pathetic man, with no accomplishments. And no claim to fame but hatred, vitriole, and a passion for ruining peoples' lives. Not to mention credit card fraud and claiming military medals... Popping up where there is government humanitarian aid, Joe depicts himself the hero, ready to cash in!! And this is why we need to know when and where the money changes hands. Although to our knowledge he doesn't have a car, he does have some expenses, like his tobacco habit. The money has to come from somewhere! Could it be Presbyterian ministers play for his train tickets now, instead of his poor mother, God rest her soul?
Joe garnered a whopping 99% of the votes over Jack Idema here as the greatest con artist....hence, the name of this blog.
Whereas at his own blog, Joe had the lead with over 90% of the vote on his own website! But what do you expect? That is where he spent his hours poring through things in order to twist them to trash Idema while he was in prison. That is where he spent long hours online in chatrooms, pointing people to it, attempting to drive traffic to it. What a pathetic blowhard.
Now that Idema has left Afghanistan, we haven't heard a peep out of the little whining windbag of a coward.
Cafasso showed up long enough online to change the background of his blog to make certain that people know he's still running about. The Carteret Con Artist blog was a hat tip to his previous design. His changing the background of his blog reveals that he doesn't appreciate the age-old sentiment that 'imitation is the highest form of flattery'.
Yes, Joe, we know you're still there. Yes, we know you were afraid and crying to whoever would listen that the FBI told you to 'lay low'. I surmise you don't have to do that anymore, considering you think Jack isn't there in the U.S.
You look like hell. Lost a significant amount of weight, too. It's no wonder, when your paranoia ran your life for so long. You claimed you were dying, like Ed Artis did, after you heard Idema was released. No doubt you were making appeals for cash with that fraudulent sob story.
When did the money change hands? Or more succinctly, when did the promise of the money you thought you were supposed to get disappear? Enquiring minds want to know!
It's fitting that so many women were behind this, Joe, considering what you've done to them.
The background of Joe's blog has changed, but his name, his game, his ruse, his cons are still the same. He found a success formula, and it works long enough for him to accomplish his goals. But now there are some people interested in Joe getting some jail time.
And we all pray that day comes soon. Sleep well, my friend. The days are growing short.
Saturday, May 12, 2007
Cafasso's invasion of Presbyterian Relief Missions
He told Mississippi Presbyterians he was getting paid by Catholic Charities while embedded there although his roof was free because he slept in a Presbyterian Ministry apartment - ate food on ministry grounds - claimed the Vatican was wiring money to ministry - OF COURSE, that never materialized!
What a joke; a story about our boy is unfolding with the New York diocese! Boy, Joe, you stomped on the wrong Catholics from the Big Apple! You should know better than taking on those who live St. Patrick's but then again - you never did know your way around the circles you pretend to run in, because you don't!
You run when the gig is up, even with NY Catholic Charities!!! They claim Cafasso, while pretending to be Blackwood elsewhere, as Jay Cafasso, waltzed into the Chancery Spring of 2006, claiming he was a Knight of Malta!!! That's a pretty high society in the Roman Catholic Church; but then, like a bum, he said he "wanted to volunteer!" This is laughable, since real Knights have their own organization to volunteer for and are some of the most remarkably successful and wealthy Catholics in the Church!
What were you thinking Cafasso - Didn't you know how transparently fraudulent and stupid you sounded to people? Guess not, because when they told our boy Joe/Jay/Gerry that he would have to fill out a form like any other volunteer - no matter if Cafasso's story SOUNDED A BIT WEIRD and UNBELIEVABLE. - oops, Carasso got a phone call; claiming his phone was "vibrating," (the only thrill he is getting nowadays) so he just had to take the call, walked out to ostensibly take the call and guess what - he turned into Casper - never to be seen again!
Another Gig Up - Joey, Jay, Gerry, Jerry, Mosca, Cafassaro, Cafasso, Adams, Jake, Tom, whatever the hell his name is for Sybil's Reality Show Hour! The stories are rich! A reality show gone bonkers! Now, the Monsiquer and NY Catholic Charities have put out a red alert on our boy! One would have thought that by now - our boy would have known that no Knight of Malta just swaggers in off the street to volunteer??????????? You gotta love this guy - should have asked for a padded cell and maybe he would have had a roof over his head!
I'm assuming it will be some place like Kansas, where the National Guard and other humanitarian entities are playing...much like Joe's involvement again as "Jay" in New Orleans after Katrina:
The Reflector
By Paul Dunn, The Daily Reflector
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
Editor's note: Reporter/photographer Paul Dunn is traveling with a group of Greenville men delivering relief supplies and providing assistance to the area near Thibodaux, La. This is a report on their third day in the field.
THIBODAUX, La. – Despite growing frustration over the pace and substance of the disaster relief effort here, members of Greenville's Cajun Country Convoy kicked themselves into high gear on Monday to help victims of Hurricane Katrina.
The Greenville men – Dick Carney, 66, of Peace Presbyterian Church; Randy Riddle, 50, of Hollywood Presbyterian Church; Danny Gonzalez, 50, of Covenant United Methodist Church and Homer Tyre, 24, of The Memorial Baptist Church – were partially hampered Monday by President Bush's trip to the Gulf Coast.
Security concerns all but shut down relief missions within a 25-mile radius of the president's entourage, said Jay Cafasso, who is overseeing logistics for the Thibodaux-based religious relief effort, dubbed J2K.
Several members of the convoy were poised to accompany other relief workers into New Orleans on Monday, but were grounded by the president's visit.
The quartet has worked the past couple of days inside the Thibodaux Fireman's Fair Office and Warehouse, which is being used to store donated supplies. Because of the need there, they have been unable to pursue relief missions to nearby hard-hit areas, such as Houma and Grand Isle, both on the Gulf Cost.
And though they're ready for other challenges, the men have toiled with intensity and good humor inside the 40-by-100 brick and corrugated tin building. The Greenville men were called to Thibodaux at the request of the Rev. Bill Crawford of Thibodaux First Presbyterian Church.
Crawford is helping coordinate the joint undertaking between Catholic Community Services and Presbyterian churches affiliated with the Presbyterian Disaster Relief agency.
Since arriving in this southeast Louisiana bayou town of 14,200 on Saturday afternoon, Greenville's relief workers have unloaded supplies, built four 32-foot-long shelving units and stacked and sorted mountains of food, clothing, paper products, tools, cleaners and other items intended for Katrina's victims. Monday, the men united their muscles and brains for the ultimate warehouse push.
The result: "God's Depot South," a Cajun Country Convoy grocery store. They'd decided Monday morning to spend their day stocking the plywood shelving units they'd built the day before, but before they were 30 minutes into their job, Riddle had an idea.
"I know. Let's arrange the food like it was a grocery store," he told the others. "Just think of yourselves as grocery clerks."
Without so much as a dirty word or blink of an eye, the three other men got to it. Soon, the place was an indoor farmer's market waiting to happen.
"I've got corn. I've got carrots. I've got peas, and I've got yams," Riddle sing-songed as he stacked canned vegetables.
Before you knew it, his buddies were needling him, laughing as they did.
"Hey," Riddle responded. "Just call me ‘the grocery store stock boy Nazi.' ”
Little by little, back and leg muscles by back and leg muscles, the shelves began to fill.
A fortress of stacked soup cans anchored the middle of one shelf, an equally impressive barricade of canned vegetables another. Bulk cans occupied their own places of distinction – peas, carrots, soup, ketchup.
Other food species, though lonely in their separateness, were more distinctive: A can of "Robert Rothschild Farm Onion Blossom Horseradish Dip" sat segregated on the shelf, as did a can of "Olde Cape Cod Gourmet Lobster Bisque."
Nearby, 32 cans of sardines in soybean oil waited for a lucky recipient, as did one can of "Tropical Red Papaya in Light Syrup."
Someone would get four packs of Spam, too – perhaps more than they bargained for.
The mere mention of the canned meat, called "Spamtabulous" by its manufacturers, elicited groans from everyone except Tyre, an ex-U.S. Marine.
"Ummm, Spam, that's some good stuff!" he said. "I love Spam."
As the men got the last of the supplies on the shelves, Gonzalez rejoiced.
"I'm kind of running on adrenaline," he said. "I'm tickled to death to get this stuff organized."
The men are hoping for a different kind of adrenaline rush, today.
They're ready to escape the Thibodaux Fireman's Fair Office and Warehouse.
"I'm just kind of dismayed by the effort, so far," Riddle said. "We've accomplished some good things, but we're ready to get out and directly help some people."
Tyre says "mental constipation" is causing the operation to drag. "I think they (organizers) have this Third World attitude here, and the situation is bad, yes, but not like that," he contended. "They're over-thinking."
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