The week in Steve McConkey: “What if they find out I’m an idiot?” edition

First, please see this page, linked from Steve’s 4 WINDS homepage and fated February 27, 2018. There, at least for now, you’ll find the following snippet:

Now have a look at this page, also linked from Steve’s main 4 WINDS page and dated March 19, 2018. It contains this:

Now then:

Imagine an unemployed person staggering around town for years on end, droning on about the evils of gay people, making racist remarks, and lying about his accomplishments and his influence on the world. He’s married to someone who might have been conceived in a Mike Judge screenplay: a fake-news conduit who has dabbled in substitute teaching. This guy is more of a joke than a threat to reality-based society, as probably 95 percent of the people passing by he envisions a potential allies think he’s some combination of a cartoon character and a mental-health outpatient, while others either ignore him or laugh at him by turns. Someone, however, eventually starts making videos of the buffoon’s public tirades and uploads them to a blog, with ample commentary about the guy’s obvious issues and shortcomings. The fellow becomes furious, because now, he says, people are going to get the wrong idea about him. After all, he’s not that kind of bigoted, stupid, and craven hypocrite; he’s a righteous one.

This is Steve McConkey in a nutshell. He wants to spread his bullshit as far, as wide and as deep as he can, but somehow expects — even demands — that people who disagree with the bullshit to avoid maligning it.

Last week, Steve expended a fair amount of energy writing a series of posts in which he assured his perpetually aghast and uncomprehending Facebook followers that he had made his last-ever post about the rascal known as “the Colorado Stalker,” whom he also labeled also “a homosexual defender.” These posts — which I have saved but am not bothering with as I’m on the road at the  moment — was preceded by the following exchange, in which one of Steve’s followers suggested that he back off the weirdness.

Soon afterward, Steve bemoaned the supposed decline in American morality, less than two hours after proposing that being added to a hate group is a moral virtue.

This sums up Steve McConkey’s modus operandi: He’s claimed repeatedly to have called both the FBI and the Boulder Police to report my criticizing him on the Internet, yet at the same time he takes perverse pleasure at being on one prominent site’s list of loons and relishes the possibility added to another’s official list of haters.

Why the double standard? He likes it when outlets such as Right Wing Watch deride him in passing because he can use this as a selling point to whatever rubes send him money — Look, the leftists are scared, my mission is a success! — but he crumples at the idea of anyone who explores his horseshit at the level of details. In other words, he doesn’t mind “Look at this anti-gay extremist Christian” one bit, because he is an anti-gay extremist and proudly so. But he absolutely does not want anyone saying “Look at this lying, ignorant quasi-Christian loon’s pattern of Internet behavior” because at some level Steve is ashamed of himself.

Steve, as you might have already noticed, is also not very bright. He calls me a fool, but then goes on to describe how much it bothers him that my blog posts appear in Google searches for his (not exactly common) name. Believe me, I already know this. Most of what is written about Steve on the Internet is decidedly uncomplimentary. But because I am not writing anything that is not true, merely posting Steve’s own words and expressing my own opinions about him, there isn’t a thing he can do about it other than hope I get bored with him and move along. He can no more take issue with any of my rants than I can become irate at him calling me a “failed” writer or a “failed” coach (and I laugh at these things because the least he could do is come up with his own insults instead of pimping Donald Trump’s). And I have been tempted to do just that, move along, because I  often believe that I am not only wasting my time but berating someone who may qualify as a special-needs adult.

But here is one good reason among many to continue. When I was at the start of the Broad Street Run yesterday in Philadelphia, some sad sack was standing near the starting line with a large sign that read JESUS OR HELLFIRE bellowing through a bullhorn at thousands of gathered runners about the evils of homosexuality, masturbation, and even yoga pants. The hospital behind him sent a large security guard outside to keep anyone from pummeling him, as may well have happened before long when  people expressly invite punishment. As it was, the few people who could be bothered to look his way only laughed at him. Steve himself may not grasp this, but even the overwhelming majority of self-described Christians disagree with shitbirds like him and this fellow in Philly when it comes to the gay-bashing and general baiting and noise-making.

Whether this clown was serious is immaterial. Whether he was sane is immaterial. The point is that as long as the U.S. is home to people like this, pretending to be representing some nonexistent evil deity in their throaty quests to punish people who merely want to be left alone and be treated fairly in their lives, I will probably continue to engage them.

Anyway, to return to the subject of Steve’s lifetime mileage. You may have noticed right away that Steve is implicitly claiming to have run 5,800 miles in just over a year’s time, roughly 110 miles a week, in his early sixties, with physical problems including a bad back. Now, it would be easy to assume Steve made at least one typo here, but given that he’s rounding his lifetime total to the nearest 100 miles, he’s cutting things quite close. More damning than this, though, is that he recently edited the section in which he says he has run three lifetime marathons, because he was upset that I made fun of a claim that was there initially:

Did Steve run 5,800 miles in just over a year starting at age 61 or so? Assuredly not. Did he intentionally lie about this? Probably, but maybe not. The point is that anyone — atheist, Christian or something else — should know that Steve McConkey is utterly untrustworthy. And despite his yen for deleting things he’s posted online, he’s too damn addled to stop leaving Mount Rushmore-sized Internet clues about his deviations from fact.