Chronicles of Twatrick: A life truly wasted.

It being the holiday season, I think it's time to look back at the life of self-described badass Patrick "Helllloooo, ladies!" Ross, trustee-less undischarged bankrupt and financial fugitive from various people and government agencies who would dearly like to have a chat with him, to see how Patrick got where he is today, so make yourself comfortable as this may take a while and there will be much free associating along the way.

First, it's worth recalling that Patrick was born in June of 1981, and I got my $85,000 default judgment (plus interest) against him for malicious defamation in late 2010, when Patrick was 29 and should probably have known better than to publicly accuse someone of pedophilia and raping two-year-olds because he thought it was knee-slappingly funny and just a hoot, entertainment-wise. And given that it is now the end of 2024, we can draw one crushingly depressing conclusion -- Patrick has spent the majority of his adult life owing me close to (if not more than) $100,000.

Let me repeat that so it sinks in -- at the age of 43, Patrick has spent more than half of his adult life in crippling debt to me, and there is no indication that he is any closer to getting out of that debt, given that he is making absolutely no payments toward it and the debt is increasing by several hundred dollars per month due to interest.

Again (just because it's so mind boggling), Patrick Ross has spent the majority of his adult life having been found liable for malicious defamation and owing me a truckload of money, and that is not going to change any time soon.

However, what is even more depressing is how easily Patrick could have escaped all this, and therein lies a tale.

After I got my judgment against Patrick, he spent the next two years running away until I finally cornered him, at which time he (being the right-wing, "accountable", "personally responsible" scold that he is) immediately declared personal bankruptcy; sadly, while that was one legal escape, Patrick couldn't even do that properly, in that he immediately failed to honour his legal obligations under bankruptcy, to the point where his trustee withdrew from his case in total disgust.

Even so, Patrick managed to make it to his hearing, at which time (as regular readers may recall), he was absolutely gifted with a ridiculously favourable ruling that required him to do nothing more than pay $200 per month for the next 14 years -- a grand total of $33,600, which was a fraction of what he owed me and represented pocket change for someone working in the oil patch. But it gets funnier.

You see, while that payment plan would have required Patrick to stay in bankruptcy for that full 14 years before finally getting his absolute discharge, the ruling actually allowed him to -- as long as he made those regular payments and followed the rules -- pay off the entire balance after three years, meaning his punishment for having defamed me would have been no more than three years in bankruptcy and paying me only a third of what he owed me. You'll never guess what happened.

Patrick fucked that up.

With his talent for childish arrogance, Patrick refused to accept this absolute gift from bankruptcy court, and instead refused to play along, to the point where (much snipped here) I finally filed to have Patrick kicked out of bankruptcy protection with respect to my ruling against him, the court agreed, and the full amount of $85,000 (plus interest) was re-instated.

Ponder, then, the level of stupid here:

Patrick Ross, faced with a legal judgment against him of $85,000 and past the deadline for appeal, was granted a spectacularly favourable ruling from bankruptcy court where he could have gotten out of all of this by paying a grand total of $33,600 over three years, then walked away free and clear. He chose to be a petulant child and not play along, which is why we are where we are today -- Patrick owing me over $120,000, and still in bankruptcy with zero chance of getting out unless he pays me the entire amount he owes me. That is the level of dumbfuck stupid we're talking about here.

In any event, it is the Christmas season, and one wonders what Patrick is up to. It is unlikely he is celebrating with family, given the rumours that Patrick's remaining family wants nothing to do with him, given how he caused nothing but grief and heartache for his late parents, making them deal with constant visits from the Sheriffs and process servers, and how all of them undoubtedly had to figure out how to structure the wills to prevent me from swooping in and taking my share.

But I thought it was only fair that, as my gift to Patrick, I would remind him and everyone else how easily and inexpensively he could have gotten out of all of this years ago, except for his infantile arrogance in thinking that he just wasn't going to pay me anything and that would teach me a lesson, which is how Patrick probably can't even remember a time when he wasn't bankrupt and owing me many tens of thousands of dollars.

Finally, while I've been reasonably patient with Patrick and his idiotic defamation lawsuit against me, 2025 is the year that I'm going to drop the hammer on him, and drag his ass into court to resolve that, and when that happens, I will make sure everyone else looking for him will know where and when he can be found. In any event, while Patrick is most likely sitting in a shitty hotel room somewhere for the holidays, I thought it only fitting to remind him and everyone else how his current dumpster fire of a life is nothing but the inevitable result of years worth of truly stupid and childish choices.

BONUS TRACK: Apparently, Patrick is still convinced that a productive use of his time is to create unwatchable videos that no one cares about. I wonder if he has any idea that all of those videos will be submitted as evidence when he tries to convince the court that, gosh darn it, he's just so busy these days that he can't get around to paying off his debt or following court orders.

So, yes, Patrick, keep making those videos -- it's rare that someone openly provides so much evidence against himself.

BY THE WAY, I would be remiss in not reminding Patrick of his mouthing off to me all those many years ago, challenging me to do something about his ongoing and despicable defamation. I give you:

I'm sorry, Patrick ... how did that turn out again? Oh, right ...

Hard to believe that after all these years, Patrick has learned nothing.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Happy interestversary!

It's now 40 months since undischarged and trustee-less bankrupt and collection target Patrick "Super Mullet Nexus Dood" Ross filed his meritless and idiotic defamation action against me, and has done, well, nothing to move it forward. I could have filed to have that dismissed simply for lack of progress on Patrick's part, but there was no hurry and the longer it lingers, the easier it becomes to argue that it needs to be thrown out.

I'll have a longer screed on all of this on the weekend, as I'm deeply immersed in end-of-year technology wrap-up and closing off Jira issues. Stay tuned.

TIME WELL SPENT: Given all of the things Patrick could be doing to improve himself and extricate himself from the life-destroying hole he's dug over the years, his idea of time well spent appears to be to record podcasts wherein, over the course of the last six days, this particular presentation has attracted a grand total of 22 viewers and zero comments.

Patrick might want to rethink his priorities.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Feeling somewhat unfulfilled, it seems.

One of my confidential informants refers me to this recent YouTube offering from undischarged bankrupt, financial fugitive, and 43-year-old incel poster boy Patrick Ross, lamenting as to how religious music just doesn't seem to solve all of the financial and relationship problems he has inflicted on himself over the last 14 years since he defamed me maliciously, got sued by me for it, then failed to even file a defence, was found in default and was hit with an $85,000 judgment which, with accruing interest, means that today Patrick owes me around $120,000 (an amount that is increasing by several hundred dollars per month).

It's possible that God might have had some advice for Patrick but, given his behaviour over those 14 years, he might have been better off taking advice from a good lawyer.

I'm just making a suggestion.

P.S. Note that Patrick reveals in that excruciatingly painful video that he is in Grande Prairie, which reminds me to let everyone know that I am still in the market for any information as to where Patrick is living and/or working these days, and what (if anything) is happening regarding the sale of Casa Ross in Lloydminster.

It seems unlikely that Patrick is living part-time at Casa Ross as that would mean that place is standing empty most of the time, which would be a massively inefficient use of a sellable property, and I'm guessing his siblings would not be thrilled by the idea of not being able to cash in on their possible inheritance if Patrick is squatting there and making it impossible to sell. So I am definitely curious as to what is happening with that property, if anyone in that vicinity has the time to do a drive-by and make some notes.

OH, DEAR GOD ... Apparently, Patrick fancies himself an authority on romance and relationships as, six months ago, he decided to impart his worldly experience here. I could not watch the whole thing, but it is entertaining to note that, in the six months that that screed has been online, it has had a grand total of 27 views.

I remember the days long ago when Patrick was convinced he was going to be a major player on social media. Apparently, social media did not agree.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Happy interestversary!

It is now a full 39 months since a Saskatchewan judge lowered the boom on undischarged bankrupt and financial fugitive Patrick "Hellllooo, ladies" Ross, telling him what he owed me and cranking up the accruing interest to a whopping five per cent:

It's not clear what Patrick is up to these days, apart from living off the grid and dodging the various parties that would love to have a chat with him.

I'm told that Patrick still brags about how he is "winning" his lawsuit against me -- a curious position given that he has done nothing whatsoever in terms of moving that filing along for over two years now, so you can rest assured I'm not losing any sleep over it and, come the new year, I'll probably move to have it dismissed as abandoned, and ask the court to award me costs.

When I file such a motion, I suspect Patrick will not be thrilled about disputing it, as that would require him to actually present himself before the Court, and I would make sure he would be required to attend in person (as he was told by the Court he should have done last time). Seeing as how I am in Ottawa, and he filed this action in Grande Prairie, Alberta, I have the freedom to attend remotely, but I will see to it that the court tells Patrick he needs to drag his pasty ass down to the courthouse in person, where certain other parties might be waiting for him.

Anyway, another month, another several hundred dollars added to what Patrick owes me. It's almost like he's never going to get out from under this. I suspect he regrets not agreeing to various really reasonable settlement offers I've made over the years.

Regrets ... I'm betting he has a few.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Not taking these rumours seriously anymore.

Recently, an unidentified commenter -- ostensibly trying to be helpful -- left the following comment:

I've heard a process server tracked [undischarged bankrupt Patrick Ross] down in [Grande Prairie] which promptly made him relocate to Lloydminster where he's couch surfing at his brother's place.

Same little birdy informed me he's no longer working at Fluid Pro for the same reason. He was renting a room with two other people from his work in GP and he's bailed on them to avoid service.

He's well aware people are searching for and trying to serve him. Ole triple chin is only certifying everything everyone already knows about him. He's a piece of shit that avoids accountability by living off the grid and never having a bill in his name ever again. Btw, it's hard to come by 8000 calorie meals when you're eventually forced to live in the woods with zero survival skills.

No proof of any of the above was provided and this comment shows some of the same hallmarks of past comments, again from unidentified sources and with no evidence of any kind to back up the claims, which suggests that someone is simply trying to play me and waste my time.

It is entirely possible that the source is Patrick himself, who feeds me such sensational revelations in the hope that I take the bait and subsequently publish something indiscreet and legally actionable. So far, whenever I've reproduced claims like this, I've been very careful to mention that they are just rumours without evidence, so to that extent, I'm safe.

At this point, though, I'm not going to waste any attention on further gossip like the above without some backing proof. If the source is indeed Patrick (and that is just speculation), he's free to continue wasting his time trying to goad me into doing something stupid, but I'm not going to bite.

P.S. Still no action on Patrick's moldering, meritless lawsuit against me; any time he wants to move it along, he knows where I can be served, and he knows he needs to provide a proper and confirmed address for legal service. So ... no, I'm not expecting anything.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Watching those calories, I see.

Apparently, Patrick is trying to eat healthier these days and ... and ... HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Just kidding; he's working on a fifth chin.

Someone should introduce Patrick to the concept of a "vegetable." And no, ketchup doesn't count as a vegetable.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Maybe I'll gloat just a little.

Poor Patrick: While his anemic Twitter account putters along with maybe a few dozen views per tweet, I had a pretty good day yesterday:

OK, gloating over.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Hmmmmmmm ...

Pursuant to my recent query as to where Lloydminster's favourite undischarged bankrupt and soft-core porn author Patrick "Yo, ladies, I'm available" Ross might be hanging his jockstrap these days, an anonymous tipster proffers the following:

I've heard a process server tracked him down in GP which promptly made him relocate to Lloydminster where he's couch surfing at his brother's place.

Same little birdy informed me he's no longer working at Fluid Pro for the same reason. He was renting a room with two other people from his work in GP and he's bailed on them to avoid service.

He's well aware people are searching for and trying to serve him. Ole triple chin is only certifying everything everyone already knows about him. He's a piece of shit that avoids accountability by living off the grid and never having a bill in his name ever again. Btw, it's hard to come by 8000 calorie meals when you're eventually forced to live in the woods with zero survival skills.

Again, this is an anonymous tip so take it for what it's worth. I knew Patrick has a brother, but I thought he lived elsewhere, not in The Lloyd. Also, if that part is true, it means he's not currently crashing at Casa Ross, which would suggest it really is on the market, or that perhaps one of Patrick's sisters has moved in. Either way, if all of this is accurate, it does mean (as I speculated) that Patrick has no permanent residence at the moment, which is going to make it a bit difficult for him to proceed with any sort of legal action against anyone if he can't provide a proper address for legal service.

Also, it's worth noting that, if Patrick really is back in the Lloyd, he might be working there and, if that's the case, my collection order against him is enforceable throughout Saskatchewan, so if anyone happens to learn that Patrick has any kind of employment with a Saskatchewan employer, by all means, drop me a note and I will assuredly pass it on to he the Saskatchewan constabulary who will gleefully drop a garnishment order on said employer.

Patrick really should have paid me the paltry $10,000 when he had the opportunity. Sadly, that day is long gone.

P.S. I should point out that if party or parties are actively trying to serve Patrick with legal documents, that doesn't include me as I refuse to waste any time or money trying to serve Patrick without having a proper and verified address for service. That would mean someone else is sufficiently pissed with Patrick to want to see him in court. He's really making himself popular these days, isn't he?

Chronicles of Twatrick: Living well, I see.

For a trusteeless, undischarged and massively indebted bankrupt ($120K+ owed to me and climbing) currently on the run from an indeterminate number of pursuers, process servers, government agencies and sheriffs, Lloydminster's Patrick "Smash That Thing In My Really Stupid Face" Ross seems to be living quite well, blowing through whatever inheritance he thinks he's going to hang onto after the courts (and me) eventually catch up with him.

In any event, my confidential informants are doing a bang-up job keeping me current on Patrick's ongoing cultural travels and culinary abominations. As it were.

P.S. Remember, ladies ... he's single. One line. No pushing.

P.P.S. It just occurred to me that, despite Patrick's constant photos of concerts, rodeos, fights and greaseburgers, he has not to my knowledge posted a single pic recently that suggests he has an actual home; there is no visual evidence of Patrick ever preparing a home-cooked meal, for example.

Perhaps that's just Patrick being cautious about not giving away where he lives. Or it could be that he actually has no real home and spends all of his time on the road, either working or stuffing his face with 8,000 calories a day at whatever diner he runs across.

It would be sad if he didn't so thoroughly deserve it.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Where is he living these days?

One of my confidential informants refers me to this recent tweet of Patrick "Super Duper Quintuple Threat Bad Ass D00d" Ross, which makes it sound like he is an official resident of Saskatchewan, even though it is decidedly unclear where he actually lives:

As always, anyone with current information on the whereabouts of Lloydminster's favourite undischarged bankrupt and village idiot is invited to drop me a note as the Saskatchewan sheriffs are still interested in what he's up to these days and where he might be found.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Let the surveillance resume!

Once again, I am in the market for someone in the Lloydminster, SK vicinity who wants to make some coin doing simple surveillance for me of Casa Ross. I'm after someone who can do a drive-by at least a couple of times a week and report on whatever they see. If it seems useful, taking pictures of any sudden spurt of activity would be appreciated, and that is a perfectly legal thing to do as long as you remain on public property when you do it.

I'm not asking for anyone to go onto the property; I will not condone any lawbreaking, I'm just after regular reports on what is happening there. As always, I will not disclose the address, but it's in the S9V 1E1 postal code area if that helps you decide if it's something you can do without going to too much effort.

If you think you can do this for me, drop me a note at canadiancynic@yahoo.ca and we can chat about what you're available for, and an appropriate compensation.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Happy interestversary!

Yes, it is now a full 38 months since a Saskatchewan judge told trustee-less, undischarged bankrupt, financial fugitive and 40-something Patrick "High School Chicks Dig Me" Ross how much he owed me and cranked up the annual interest rate on that amount to a whopping 5 per cent, to the point where Patrick is now indebted to me for over $120,000 (an amount increasing by several hundred dollars every single month), suggesting he is never, ever, ever, ever, ever getting out of debt or bankruptcy -- an embarrassing situation for someone who openly brags about being the smartest d00d on the Intertoobz.

This is also around the time that a previous anonymous tipster suggested that the residence of the late Ken Ross was going on the market in Lloydminster so, once again, I invite my loyal and long-suffering readers who are in that area to take a spin by Casa Ross and see if there is a "FOR SALE" sign out front, or signs of any other finalization activities I should know about. (As always, I will not post the address; regular readers will know what it is and if you don't but want to help, email me at canadiancynic@yahoo.ca and I'll provide it.)

In other Patrick-related news, it is also now 26 months since Patrick filed his meritless defamation lawsuit against me -- an action that he has failed to pursue for quite some time, not only because it is utterly worthless, but because in order to push it along, Patrick would have to provide an actual, physical address for legal service, and we all know he's not going to do that, so his action just lies moldering until I finally decide to invest the effort in having it tossed. (Another reason Patrick is not going to move on this lawsuit is that he knows that that would involve him having to return to court, where he is aware that massive unpleasantness awaits him in the sense of various parties that would dearly love to get ahold of his pasty, bankrupt ass for legal reasons.) But there is one more upcoming development.

While I have been diligent in not going after Patrick from my CC Twitter account, that is almost certainly going to change later this fall, and this should cause Patrick some concern given that I have a fairly sizable readership of just under 14,000 followers, and if I decide to unleash all of them on finding Patrick, it's safe to say he's toast. I haven't done that yet, but the time is coming.

In any event, I am working like a rented mule these days at a job I absolutely love; I am eating well, drinking very good gin, and preparing for a U.S. Thanksgiving long weekend at my favourite annual cabin getaway, where we will keep the cast-iron wood-burning stove going and spend the entire weekend chilling and reading, all while Patrick is wondering how to stay one step ahead of The Man.

Until next month, then.

P.S. Um ...

... given that Patrick has no idea what took place during discovery, he might want to be a bit more circumspect about making such claims. Also, publicly claiming that I lied under oath is yet more defamation, but Patrick has never been one to exhibit anything resembling good judgment.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Just rubbing it in.

It's not like I need to rub it in, but it must be maddening for crushingly-indebted undischarged bankrupt Patrick "High School Cheerleader Stud Muffin Super Mullet Total Package" Ross that I can get 350,000 views for a single tweet, and he's lucky to break double digits on any of his social media expectorations:

In any event, time for another "Interestversary" post, I guess. Stay tuned.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Still looking for attention.

I suppose it was only a matter of time before massively-indebted undischarged bankrupt and self-described teen stud muffin Patrick Ross, knowing that no one reads his dreck, tried to insert himself into my Twitter timeline to leech off of my popularity. Given that Patrick gets (on a good day) in the low double digits for any one of his childish tweets, it must have been maddening to look over and see the 70,000 views in less than 24 hours for my recent thread on church burnings, and to decide he wanted in on all that readership.

(Until now, Patrick had been smart enough to keep his distance from my Twitter account, but it must have been too much for him to see all that viewership and not want to grab a piece of it for himself like the attention whore that he is.)

To no one's surprise, Patrick was as spectacularly dishonest as he always is, such as when someone pointed out that the alleged list of church arsons contained numerous accounts of simple fires with no mention of arson, to which Patrick leaped in and countered with (and I am not making this up), "Oh, yeah? Well, you can't prove it *wasn't* arson." That would be Patrick, demanding that someone else prove a negative. (I'm guessing that that follows Patrick's internal logic that suggests that if he accuses someone of being a pedophile and he is challenged to provide proof, he would snap back, "Oh, yeah? Can you prove he *isn't* a pedophile?")

I have no intention of letting Patrick try to attract attention by riding on my coattails, so he's been blocked from my Twitter account. I'm sure he will respond maturely by some sort of name-calling or childish denigration. Whatever. But he can go back and play in his own sandbox where he knows almost no one is interested in whatever he has to say.

Chronicles of Twatrick: Casa Ross on the market?

It's now October, and a full 16 months since the passing of Ken "Yes, all of my children are imbeciles" Ross of Lloydminster, SK, so it behooves us to begin pondering that earlier rumour that Casa Ross was being fixed up in preparation for going on the market sometime this month. Keep in mind this was an unsubstantiated rumour left here by an anonymous tipster so there was no actual proof to back it up but, given the passage of time, it would make sense that if that passel of hillbillies was looking to share in the spoils of the sale, they'd be gittin' a mite edgy about spiffing the place up and cashing in.

To that end, I'm looking for anyone with the time and inclination (and who resides in that locale) to maybe take a spin by Casa Ross starting about now, and report here what they see in the way of additional activity or "For Sale" signs or anything of the sort. I won't post the address as it is easily available elsewhere (but if you can't find it, drop me a note at canadiancynic@yahoo.ca and I'll fill you in).

A simple email will suffice or, if you are so inclined, you can also take a photo or two as long as you do it from public property, something that is perfectly legal despite what hysterical burbling you might hear from one Patrick "Super Duper Nexus MMA Stud Muffin" Ross.

After all, if that property is actually going on the market, I want to be ready to step in and make its sale as legally awkward as possible given my whoppingly sizable collection enforcement order against Patrick. So if you're in the vicinity and just want to cruise by the property, that would be just ducky.

P.S. I'm also interested in what Patrick is up to these days, and where. Rumour has it that he is back at Fluidpro and still swamping in the mosquito-infested wilds of northern Alberta, while his debt to me increases inexorably by several hundred dollars per month.

One also wonders where he hangs his construction vest these days, if he is not living in the Lloyd, and his status as an undischarged bankrupt prevents him from renting his own place. As I have mentioned before, this is a bit of a situation for Patrick as there is no way he can proceed with his asinine lawsuit against me and represent himself without providing a valid address for legal service, and not only would I insist on him providing such an address, I would insist that he provide actual proof of residence.

In any event, if you run across Patrick in your travels, drop me a note and keep me up to date on his continuing misadventures.

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.