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Signed, Anonymous - Part III - The Paulie Factor, B.A. Event Promotions

Wanna thank you folks for bearing with me - I know I'm slow posting. But sure hope this leads to a Pulitzer Prize. Meanwhile back on the farm...

And there are Wusta’s male notoriety seekers. Jeff "Wanna see my page loads" Barnard readily comes to mind.

But there’s one blogger who’ll do anything short of a Full Monty (some would argue he already has with a series of homemade videos) to get your attention. Yesss… you know who I’m talkin about. The guy who saved Wusta from economic oblivion. The guy who put Wusta on the entertainment map… The one, the only… Mr. Paul William Collyer, aka Paulie. Call Paulie at 617-625-2140.

Paulie Collyer, a man determined to start his very own cult of personality - which is like really uncool. A little guy who easily rubs elbows with the political elite - if you're into it. A guy wise in all matters - political, economic, and social - assuming he has something worthwhile to say. A persona constantly stoking his image as rousing local entrepreneur - assuming he's a local entrepreneur.

Opps! There’s a kink in his saintly armor folks. His business isn't even incorporated in Worcester, but in Somerville. That’s like 50 miles away. So how is it that he calls himself a local entrepreneur? He doesn’t even pay taxes to the City of Worcester. Go figure.

So why reference Paulie in this post? Well, as you’ll see this and the following post pertains to people's actions - the sordid and stupid aspect of the anonymity controversy.

It started last summer after I posted a harangue about Paulie’s self-indulgent displays of pomposity and called into question a claim he made about a his ego-fest, allegedly organized to benefit the National Autism Association. By the way, he couldn't spell that correctly in his posts.

I'm using this as an example of retribution and its relationship to free speech. So I posted an inquiry, laced with satire and sarcasm of course, called Show us the Money? You see, apparently no one gave much thought to his saintly statements. Most likely no one cared. But my bullshit antennae twitched like crazy. So stupid me, not realizing something more than a handful of dollar bills was at stake - inadvertently dissed him. So, Paulie being Paulie - went ballistic.

Hey I thought, this guy's a big time media star. A pro - he does what he does for a livin. When it comes to dancing in the limelight, he can two-step with the best of em. Or so I thought.

To be continued...