Print it out full size, cut it out, wrap it around your face and be Charles Johnson 2007 for Halloween. Go trick-or-treating while muttering “…Pam…Pam…Pam…” No one will get it but you and Charles. Bonus points for sporting a magical jazzy ponytail.
Not sure how we missed this gem from someone named “Jummy” but he posted an excellent analysis of Charles Johnson’s persona and actions (post Oslo Massacre) on a blog forum 30 July 2011. Here it is in its unedited entirety. -Briareus
Charles Johnson: Unrepentant Bigot Hides from Oslo Culpability Behind a Pointed Finger
it may be that geller and spenser and fjordman and the rest are corrosive people trading on bigotry. there are many people who knew that at first glance. perhaps the ability to see these people for who they are at first sight is a better benchmark for clearsightedness than the ability to hate them in suspiciously lugubrious terms only after plucking them from obscurity, establishing their blogging careers, and supporting them for nearly a decade.
it’s not absolutely clear that johnson “came to his senses”. rather, it appears more likely that johnson was offended that geller and spenser had challenged his authority. there was no disagreement on any of the themes which would later comprise breivik’s manifesto, only on who geller and spenser should disinvite to the brussels conference vlamms belang was to participate in.
Oh, shut up about Pam Geller. She’s equivalent to Nazis? How do you reach adulthood with that level of blind їdiocé, Charles? On Thanksgiving? Bet you’re a fun person to be around during holiday get-togethers with family (and friends, if you still have any).
At least there’s some funny on the thread:
What’s the percentage of sites that load faster? 69%?
Bonus: Some wag threadbombed the Pamtrum Convo already.
Almost Everything Charles Johnson Ever Posted About Andrew Breitbart From Behind His Little Green Encrusted Iron Curtain Is A Load Of Crap.Posted: March 23, 2015
Charles Johnson is a unrepentant petulant pissant liar, currently whining on Twitter about how a dead man abused him. In fact, the late Andrew Breitbart was one of Chuck’s mentors, introduced him to the movers and shakers of rightwing internet media, and helped Johnson promote Little Green Footballs.
So then something happened. Johnson reversed course, and instead of leaving his previous persona behind and quietly walking away, he decided to attack those same people who helped him out, like Andrew Breitbart, Roger Simon, Pamela Geller, Robert Spencer, Zombie, Fjordman, RS McCain, and others, in order to prove something. What that something was is still unknown.
Charles F. Johnson is an amateur leftist. He can’t hide his lies and smears against those who supported him, regardless if his blogger buddies were on the right or left. He’s a man without a clue.
Seems there’s another way to get people who disagree with Charles F. Johnson to get their Twitter accounts suspended besides the infamous Twitter Comment Block/Report Trap. Spam Twitter CEO Dick Costolo (via #AskCostolo) with false complaints and accusations with no evidence until he caves just to shut them up. That’s exactly what happened to @Gus_807 and others. It’s the un-hidden leftist method: Lie And Lie Loudly. Read the rest of this entry »
I wrote that in Gullah because Charles Johnson believes that’s how all Southerners speak (including Californians south of Culver City) and that they’re all racists because of regional dialect. By definition, this is called bigotry.
Ya, gugl Gulla MissaChos.
But here’s the latest from Alexa, LGF by itself, showing traffic ratings for the last 6 months:
By the end of December 2013, LGF’s traffic dropped to a new recent low, and ALEXA ranked it about 106,000th based on traffic. Since then, LGF bounced back to almost 80,000 within 90 days of bottoming out. Good job, Charles!
That graph means nothing on it’s own, so let’s compare it with those others who began blogging about the same time. Let’s add and compare a few of Charles Johnson’s peers from the early days.
Hell, let’s add two more, including a dead man.
Charles, we suggest you start a line of Big Boy Shorts and hawk them on Amazon. Put a bigass green embroidered ass patch on ’em and sell them in the Target parking lot at a discount.
There’s been a resurgence in interest about mass murderer Anders Breivik’s Manifesto recently. Someone (we won’t say who) just can’t accept facts, but his initials are Charles Johnson, projectionist extraordinaire. We heard a rumor that he changed political views a while back, and now he’s a radical Lutheran collecting Jello/milk/fruit mould recipes. Johnson’s been stamping his feet and flailing his pudgy fists on Twitter and LGF, screeching that he was never mentioned in Breivik’s deranged screed even though the facts prove otherwise.
The Magical Jazzy 61-year-old ponytailed guitarist who hasn’t recorded anything significant since the 1970s, who falsely claims Buckhead’s and Jeremy Chrysler’s work on Rathergate as his own, who ran his profitable blog into the ground while backstabbing those who helped him along the way, is now in his fourth day of whining about a link tweeted by Glenn Greenwald on 16 April.
We decided to simplify the graphics for the pro-ponytail crowd. We’ve stripped away the most quoted source in Breivik’s diatribe (Robert Spencer’s Jihad Watch) to show the other references. We used the numbers posted by ThinkProgress and included the (omitted) number of times “Charles Johnson” and “Little Green Footballs” were mentioned, not counting footnotes. Screeching colors don’t lie.
The point is that Charles Johnson cannot claim that he was an insignificant influence in the mind of a madman, yet Johnson used those same numbers to attack others, as if they were directly responsible for the Oslo Massacre.
If that’s not simple enough, try this:
One of the graphics is a fabrication, the other is an illustration. No matter which one you choose, Charles, you owe a bunch of apologies before you demand one from Glenn Greenwald – and it’s doubtful that Greenwald owes you anything after all the au gratis attention he’s thrown your way, you #Rumpswab.