I found this in my inbox this morning. The timestamp is in GMT. The Cabin Boy™ sent this within 5 minutes of logging in just after midnight ET.It’s apparent that the Cabin Boy™ appears to be unaware of the meaning of apparent.
apparent | ə-ˈper-ənt | adj.: based on evidence that may or may not be factually valid.
The Gentle Reader may read the email exchange of the negotiations in question, consider the Cabin Boy’s™ subsequent filing of bar complaints, and decide for himself whether it appears the Cabin Boy™ negotiated in good faith.
Meanwhile, I stand by my post.
UPDATE—Moar mail from the Cabin Boy™—
I stand by my post.
Actually, I don’t care whether the Cabin Boy™ is frightened or not. In fact, I doubt that he has enough good sense to understand the problems he is making for himself.
The Gentle Reader may remember that one of the reasons that Judge Hecker found that the Maryland Long Arm Statute reached The Dreadful Pro-Se Schmalfeldt is that he had sued me in a Maryland Court recently, thereby establish the State’s jurisdiction over him. Now, he’s just filed bar complaints in Virginia and DC. IANAL, but I wouldn’t be surprised if he just voluntarily submitted himself to the jurisdiction of the court there.
UPDATE—The Cabin Boy™ seems to think that Aaron Walker will have to wait until after the Virginia and/or DC bars have finished dealing with his complaints before he could sue. I doubt it. IANAL, but Schmalfeldt’s false accusations and his publication of the bar complaints have the look and feel of a prima facie case of defamation to me. I’m unaware of any statutory reason that Aaron couldn’t file a defamation suit today.
However, the Cabin Boy’s™ actions also look to me like an attempt to intimidate Aaron in his representation of his clients in LOLsuit VI: The Undiscovered Krendler. Not only could that be sanctionable in the civil case, but it might also be a violation of 18 U.S.C. § 1503.
As I said, I doubt the Cabin Boy™ has enough good sense to understand the problems he is making for himself.
I think so, Brain … but my last bar complaint was when they served my date a gin and soda and me a scotch and tonic. Narf!