Chronicles of Twatrick: Still as dumb as ever.

Here's trustee-less, undischarged bankrupt and financial fugitive Patrick "Chick Magnet" Ross, once again gleefully celebrating my being sued "twice," clearly not appreciating my earlier warning that it is going to end very badly for him when I finally decide to file to have his stupidity tossed and point out how Patrick spent all that time, not proceeding with his case, but instead blar-har-har'ing on social media about how much fun he was having in refusing to move it along.

I have been assured that the court is going to be vexed with that sort of childish behaviour and immature waste of the court's time.

On top of that, it's not clear how Patrick is even going to move this case forward since, if he tries, I will insist that he needs to provide a proper and legal address for service, and it's not at all clear how that is going to play out given the earlier rumour that the address he currently provides for service, Casa Ross in Lloydminster, is being prepped for sale. If true, there is no conceivable way he can continue to claim that he can be personally served at that address.

Finally, assuming that the other action Patrick is referring to is Ezra Levant's long-lived defamation lawsuit against me, well, given that Patrick has absolutely no idea what's happening there, he might want to be just a wee bit circumspect about yanking his little pud over that one.

In any event, any time Patrick wants to move his lawsuit along, he can provide an actual and valid address for service that represents where he actually lives these days. We can start there.

P.S. Latest calculations show Patrick now owing me over $120,000, an amount increasing by several hundred dollars a month in interest alone. He might want to look into that and decide how he's going to deal with that.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Just rubbing it in.

Sure, it's childish, but it's amusing to let undischarged bankrupt Patrick Ross know how, over the span of less than two days, a single tweet of mine gets over 110,000 views, while he is still puttering along with a few dozen readers per sophomoric utterance.

In other news, given that earlier rumour that Casa Ross in Lloydminster is being prepped to go on the market, I'm again looking for anyone in that vicinity to do the occasional drive-by and let me know of any interesting developments. I'm not going to provide the address, it's easily findable in any of the numerous blog posts on the topic (or you can email me at "canadiancynic@yahoo.ca" and I will provide it).

If the rumour is true, it leaves one wondering just where Patrick is going to hang his bib from now on. It will also require him to -- if he still intends to proceed with his idiotic (and currently dormant) defamation action against me -- provide a valid and legal address for service, as he will certainly not be allowed to keep using the Lloydminster address once it's sold. So that will make life a bit more awkward for Kid Cash Nexus Thunderbolt Quintuple Threat MMA Cosplay Chick Magnet, won't it?

I remember that day so many years ago when Patrick dared me to bring it on:

How exactly did that work out for Patrick? Oh, right ...

Chronicles of Twatrick: Happy interestversary!

About to be a very busy day so I'll return this weekend for your monthly update. And, yes, Patrick now owes me several hundred dollars more than he did last month. Between that and his daily diet of $25 greaseburgers, I don't think he'll be buying his own place any time soon.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Ah, the irony.

Here's Patrick Ross -- a man who defamed me maliciously with despicable accusations without a shred of evidence -- who will now lecture us on the importance of evidence:

You can't make this stuff up. You just can't.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Still backing the wrong horse.

Um ... publicly defending a fraud, convicted felon, sexual predator and child rapist isn't the "Own the Libs" moment Patrick thinks it is.

By the way, this is exactly the situation where Patrick would accuse someone else of, say, being fine with child rape; it's the sort of bad faith argument that Patrick is known for. So using Patrick's own logic (for which, again, he is notorious), with Patrick sticking up for Donald Trump, one can safely describe Patrick as having no problem with women being sexually assaulted and 12-year-old girls being raped by 45-year-old men.

Patrick has lived by this sort of dishonest rhetoric for decades -- now he can deal with being on the receiving end.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Carry on readerless.

SEPTEMBER 6 UPDATE: I know it's being cruel, but here's the Twitter analytics from my last seven days:

1.1 million impressions in one week. We now return you to Patrick's 25 views.

One of these things is not like the other:

And I see that poor Patrick is still hashtagging his childish petulance with "#cdnpoli" in a desperate attempt to get more readers.

That does not appear to be working.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Still as unread as ever.

Poor Patrick ... it must just kill him:

81,000 views versus ... 31 views. I don't think Patrick should count on that job as Saskatchewan Bureau Chief for Rebel News any time soon.

P.S. Remember that Patrick is waxing hysterical over the alleged "doxxing" of Algoma Bob when, years ago, he openly bragged about wanting to doxx me. The hypocrisy knows no bounds, does it?

And that's how Patrick ended up bankrupt and owing me $120,000.

Chronicles of Twatrick: The unintentional hilarity.

There is a spectacular amount of entertainment value in Patrick's retweet of an article dissing the value of "experts";

I say this because, since I sued Patrick for malicious defamation back in 2010 (and won as Patrick was so arrogant as to not even file a defence), Patrick's life has been one long shit show due to his refusal to take expert advice, that being legal advice from an actual lawyer.

From the beginning, Patrick refused to retain a lawyer, who might have been able to give him good advice that would have salvaged his sorry excuse for a life. That advice would almost certainly have included filing a defence, removing all of the defamatory material, publicly apologizing, and accepting an initial settlement offer to just pay my legal fees at the time; all of that would almost certainly have minimized the damage.

Instead, as is his pattern, Patrick decided that he had no need of legal expertise and he would get it all from reading Jordan Peterson books, which is why his life is currently the way it is -- undischarged bankrupt owing me over $120,000, on the run from both the Office of the Superintendent of Bankruptcy and the Saskatchewan Sheriffs, afraid to open a new bank account in case I learn of it and seize its contents, and (as rumour has it) about to become homeless when his late father's house goes on the market.

All of this could have been avoided if Patrick had simply availed himself of some expert legal counsel; he chose not to, and this is where we are today.

Yeah, what do those "experts" know, right, Patrick?

Chronicles of Twatrick: The burning hypocrisy.

I knew this was coming; it was only a matter of time:

That's undischarged bankrupt, financial fugitive and soon-to-be-homeless ladies' man Patrick "Maximum Nexus Top Gun MMA Threat Super Cool Stud Muffin" Ross, bloviating hysterically about my alleged attempt to ruin the life of the obnoxious wanker who made such an ass of himself to the Prime Minister of Canada on video.

And this is Patrick from years gone by, publicly assuring everyone how joyful he would be to disclose my then-private identity and how it would warm the cockles of his heart to inflict whatever punishment on me that he could in terms of disclosing anything about me that he uncovered:

 Hypocrite much?