Long-timers might recall that a few years back, I was getting disturbing emails and harassing message-board posts from somebody who I began to refer to as my Internet Stalker. This individual made it his hobby to tell me how worthless he thought I was (referring to me as “GEE (what a) MESS” in a play on the “GMS” nickname), and generally making disturbing revelations about how much he knew about where I lived, where my daughter went to school, etc.
I reported those emails and posts to the LPD at the time, just to be sure.
Well, I now know who it was.
Turns out, it was my next-door neighbor.
This unhinged motherfucker, who has always assumed a level of familiarity far beyond what you’d expect from brief interactions in our shared driveway, just sent me a long diatribe about how I “ignored him” when he made “overtures of friendship” over the summer, when he was moving out. (He sent me a few emails, a couple of which I responded to, and he came to the door unannounced while I was on the phone once.)
Beyond talking to him a few times a year, I pretty much didn’t get involved with him in any way, because, bluntly, he always struck me as strange. His personal “business card” contained a link to a website where he obsessed about the relevance of the number “111” in his life. Odd stuff. So I kept him at arms length.
During the bizarre rant that I received from him today, he lapsed into the exact same attack phrases used by my old Stalker…..including “GEE (what a) MESS.”
So now I know that this fucker was living next door to me the whole time, has some strange fascination for me, a sense that he’s been slighted, and, while he has moved out, he knows where I live.
I’m sending his latest email to the LPD as well, just in case. But I’m also making this post, so that folks know about this.
His name is Jim Ward-Nichols. He’s a fucking nutjob. (here’s his website.)
I’m more than a bit freaked out.