Pudding Theory

[Chance]

So in the space of less than 4 hours you received a whole mailbag of letters telling of how predictable I am, is that it?

Ahh, if only I were so important -- but, alas, methinks thou art pulling my leg just a smidgin.

No, no, don't try making this all about me. This is about you and Trevor. I stand humbly aside in your presence whilst we bear witness to the widespread familial discordance of the Rooney clan.

[Pudding]

not a whole lot no, only four.

[martin ewen]

Tip toe through the lower flaming learners

"frivolous thrice-told gossip and baseless innuendo (besides, Martin has a monopoly there, and might sue)"

Not to intrude, as everyone one here seems to be having a whale of a time bleating across the schoolyard at one another.

I believe I concieved a protocol where where-ever I made statements that involved third parties, that I put two referring e-mail links up for authenticities sake. Sometimes I offered them to simply validate my version of events. I like ' baseless innuendo' its a brilliant place to file 'character deficiencies'

You may resume your whiney little catfight......Now

[Pudding]

No can do I am afraid. All parties asked me not to. Besides, Chance MUST know who are his 'mates' and who are not?

[Chance]

learn on this

Martin, I could flame hard right now but I won't. Instead I will just tell it as plainly as I can, and while doing so I will be totally giving you the benefit of the doubt that for the past 5 years you have yourself been duped into spreading lies.

The Mother of All Lies, as it were -- the lie that launched your attacks against me almost 5 years ago on the old p.net boards, and which you just referenced once again -- regards my first contracted performance in Auckland during the 2000 America's Cup. (I say my first, because I was contracted for the second one in 2002 as well.)

According to this lie, I crashed this event and caused all kind of malicious chaos while doing so. This lie was told to you by one of your best friends, who, coincidentally, I was having a lot of trouble with that week. We all tell stories and try to make ourselves look better from time to time, often at the expense of others -- so okay. Fine. But spreading it around as though it were irrefutable fact at my professional expense is quite another.

This same lie, as is the nature of the beast, morphed into details of things I supposedly did while crashing this same festival (e.g., commandeering time slots from auditioned acts, "trespassing" the green room, stealing property from the green room, etc.), because, obviously, a crasher has no ethics or they wouldn't be crashing in the first place.

Problem is, though, not a word of it is true. I am asking you to finally stop repeating these lies as though they were fact.

(How would you like it if a fellow perfomer did the same to you: calling you a liar, fraud and thief to as many people as possible over a five year period for absolutely no worthwhile reason whatsoever? Note: If you were to say that harrassment in and of itself was the reason behind your actions, then it proves you were not duped at all, but a willing participant.)

They are not, and if pressed I can prove it with a single 3-minute phone call to the agent who hired me (all of us, including Brady) for that engagement -- and who later gave me a solid professional recommendation over my work there. That is my preferred protocol in such situations, and it beats yours all to hell.

[Pudding]

Can I just say that Martin is NOT one of the four people OK.

[Pudding]

Neither was my brother. That wasnt the things I heard about either. What a tangled web eh Chance. You are not popular bloke then eh The past always catches up with folks in the end.
SO when you mention glass houses Chance...have a good think back. Remember that night we met in person....? Nope I didnt think so....

[Dead Wood Records]

Slander

Do you really need these kind of people in your life? Well not really, and I wish to add more …. But I wont fall into this trap and make a fool out of my-self, well not right at this very moment.

I seem to recall some-one slandering me over the Rotterdam festival some years back in the agents area, check the archives! Perhaps I should sue then too?

We all get lies told about us but some-times the truth is the truth.

Iv'e been in a shop with with you, Iv'e had lies told about me dont bother me as the truth is always the truth!

A lie is always a lie.

What's narks me the most are the things that are said directly in my face, if I dont like what I hear I end the friendship, you are not my friend. So dont bring me into this conversation, I'd sooner enjoy reading it all.

Hard luck!

[Chance]

Pudding, your gossip doesn't interest me in the least. It wouldn't even faze me if you made your juicy tidbits public. I have never claimed to be perfect, or even a very nice or good person. My family seems to love and respect me though, and that's simply good enough for me. If it helps to make you feel better about yourself, then by all means have at it. Do your damnest to hurt me, a total stranger to you, and then sit back and ask yourself why you even care to try. Your childish gossip doesn't come close to what I have seen your brother do with my own eyes, and yet I have never tried even once to embarrass him because of it.

Do yourself a big favor and really think about that for just one second.

And no, I don't think we have ever met. I have never been introduced to any of Trev's family that I can recall besides his ex-lady Irma -- and that was many years ago in Barcelona. So really, I have no inkling as to why you are now making veiled suggestive references to you and me.

As I said before, don't try to make me the issue here. This thread is about you, after all.

[Pudding]

Do excuse me LOL...
Did I mention YOU at all until YOU decided call ME (and the brother) Morons? No I dont think so!
You chose to insult BOTH of us.

Here are YOUR words:
First, you're a moron. Second, you're a moron's sister.

Corrected to say "infantile moron

I'm going now to learn how to really send you a virus. I think I'll name it the Rooney-Family-Curse virus, that way you two (are there others God forbid?) will finally have all the attention you so desperately crave.

and trust me when I say how happy I would be to have a liar/thief/creep contest between me and your brother. Because when specifically compared to Trevor, I must be near sainthood. I can almost feel the stigmata coming on now...

Checking now...

Yep, you're still a moron.

This is about you and Trevor. I stand humbly aside in your presence whilst we bear witness to the widespread familial discordance of the Rooney clan.


NOW DO YOU REMEMBER????? Me thinks it might be YOU trying (miserably) to do the hurting????

All I did was point out that your email,which was nasty, and suggested I need medication, contained a virus. (is this your usual chat up line with the women ) As the email was not nice, I presumed (wrongly perhaps) that you had done it on purpose. I am sorry if I worded this in sarcastic manner but seeing as you had just sent me a private email of that nature, I dont suppose anyone would blame me. If you look back you will see I suggested your anti virus might not be working.

I am not trying to hurt you (boo hoo), why would I? I only met you the once (yes I did) I even bought you a drink I recall. You are obviously bitter and twisted enough already. It is YOU, yes YOU that tries to make oneself feel better about oneself, otherwise WHY would you always go out of the way to insult everyone.

Go and have a beer, and check you have your testicles big man




Read your OWN words above and take good look at YOURSELF. The proof is IN THE PUDDING <wink wink>

[Chance]

I never sent you an email. Period.

One of your other admirers obviously did, and attached my name to it.

And, as you claim, some sort of virus as well.

Why, I don't know.

And because of this email, you brought my name into all of this. Shame that you didn't write me about it privately, where I could have set you straight without all this publicity.

But it should be obvious by now to you that these are the same people sending you emails *about* me to you. Get it? YOU ARE BEING PLAYED LIKE A PIANO. A very old, dusty, off key piano.

And yes, in my eyes this makes you a moron.

And in need of a life, as mine seems far too interesting to you.

We already knew about your brother, so don't try pinning that one on me; he is his own worst publicist.

And I still don't think we have met. You have had plenty of chances to be specific about this and you refuse.

We're all still waiting to see some pics of Trev's sister....

[Pudding]

HE IS A LIAR!!!! HERE IS THE HEADING FROM THE EMAIL From : Chance Shafer <chanceshafer_qq@surefire.com.au>
Sent : 07 January 2002 08:59:37
To : peacocks@hotmail.com
Subject : here you go

| | | Inbox


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Attachment : uzwyuzcc.jpg (0.01 MB)






ANOTHER LIE MORON. EVERYONE SEE THE ABOVE!!!!
I CAN FORWARD ORIGINAL EMAIL TO ANYONE HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!


There are people HERE who have a pic of my brother and I!!
If I am a piano....you are a tiny flute. Night Night LIAR LIAR BIG FAT FRIAR
PS I DO know how to check IP addresses.The emails were NOT even from the same country you are in.

NOW they can ALL see how you got your reputation Sir!!

[Chance]

Yes Pudding, you are a moron. This email is sent to you from Australia (see the .au symbol at the end of the address????), and I am here in Vienna, Austria. Besides, my email is a Yahoo address, and has been for nearly 7 years.

Hell, even my so-called enemies would know how to reach me better than you.

I don't know who "chanceshafer" is, but I can tell you they aren't me. Only I am. It's only a small claim to fame, but it's all mine just the same.

See. If you had contacted me privately I could have set you straight in private. Too bad for you.

The Rooney legacy lives on...and on...and on...and--

[Peter Voice]

Wow, this is fun.

I can confirm that is not chance's usual email but he is wrong about the .au suffix. The domain may be registered in Aust. but the users could be any-one, any-where on the planet.

I also do not believe it is possible, Queenie, to transmit a virus via a .jpg file.

Furphies, furphies and more furphies.

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"Your childish gossip doesn't come close to what I have seen your brother do with my own eyes, and yet I have never tried even once to embarrass him because of it.", chance.

Oh really, chance??????

[Pudding]

I logged your IP address you idiot!!!!!!!
If it is not you, then do you not think it is a co-incidence??????
Didnt say the 'attachment' was carrying the virus did I?
Anyway, what have you seen the brother up to then??? Go on - shock horror, pray tell and then I can tell them all here about you eh?? Wow it will be more scary than 'the ring'!!
Trev - i think I know the embarrassing bit - Was he wearing the chains at the time?
Oh you are so boring Chance - but I love you <winkwink>
It would be clear to anyone reading what people 'think' about you dear. Me? Well I must go have sweet dreams about being a moron zzzzz

PS Which sort am I?
\Mo"ron\, n. (Pedagogy)
A person whose intellectual development proceeds normally up
to about the eighth year of age and is then arrested so that
there is little or no further development.


\Mo*ron"\, n.; Sp. pl. {Morones}. [Sp.]
An inferior olive size having a woody pulp and a large
clingstone pit, growing in the mountainous and high-valley
districts around the city of Moron, in Spain.

Its funny but my olives might be said by some to be of inferior size