Today, one of my friends found this interesting article from August 2012. It appears on a site called “Budgets are Sexy,” generously labeled a “personal-finance blog” by its creator, one “J. Money.” As you can read for yourself, the article’s author describes how she, allegedly a professional runner and CNA working on a Bachelor of Science in Nursing degree, supposedly makes money on the side by coaching other runners, a task she describes as banal yet somehow rewarding.
I am not going to deconstruct this entire eye-popping slag heap of obvious falsehoods, brazen internal contradictions, and all-around weirdness — yet. But I do want to point out a few things:
Continue reading “Runners are “needy,” “addicted,” and “fussy,” and online coaching is a “hustle”…according to a self-described online running coach”
This showed up on Twitter yesterday.
If you’ve read this blog anytime in the past eight months or so or follow me on Facebook, you know exactly who Kimberly Duclos, the source of this tweet, is and what she’s about.
Continue reading “Wherein a familiar rascal brags about panning a book she never read”
Bizarre even by her standards, I mean. Which is like saying, “Juiced even by NFL standards.”
She posted the material below the other day on Letsrun, and it was summarily deleted, but not before a few friends of mine who haunt the LRC forums around the clock and are are keyed into the walking human malignancy named Kimberly Duclos took screen shots of it.
Parsing this one takes some effort. First of all, bear in mind that this abject coward was told by the judge at our March 13 restraining-order hearing not to write anything more about me on the Internet. It wasn’t a court order but it was unquestionably a strong advisory. But would anyone really expect Kim, who has no problem lying to the police, lying in a restraining-order application, lying in court itself, and impersonating people to tell lies, to comply with this? Why would she? She’s equal parts fundamentally evil person and mentally ill menace. She once proudly declared to her roommate, a friend of mine whom she went on to stiff for a couple months’ rent, “I lie because it gets me what I want.” Charming. I hope that my posts about her are exactly what she wants, but she seems to be thrown into colossal emotional disarray by them, so I have my doubts.
The “apparently I’m a dumbass” line is one of the few things Kim has posted online that is actually, unarguably true.
Continue reading “Kim Duclos has a bizarre flare-up”
In the unlikely event you are reading this post and are not yet aware of the mindless, supernaturally persistent, and fundamentally diseased and cowardly bird thanamed Kimberly Duclos that has been pecking and honking at me for over two years now, do your due diligence and visit this page. Don’t skim, read; if you’re into this crap, you need to be all in. Then check out this post from a couple weeks ago and the comments beneath, where the same creature, whose given name is Kim Duclos, makes multiple appearances as “Beth.Proal.”
All set? Do you have the picture of an obsessive, bitter, pathological burned-out husk of a human being who blames people for her own problems, lies freely under oath — in fact, she once bragged to her then-roommate, “I lie because it gets me what I want” — and would be quite likely to spew wild fictions when the truth would save or improve her life simply because lying is practically all that she has ever known?
Continue reading “Welcome back to absurdity theater: getting close to an endgame with Kim Duclos”
I thought — well, naively sort of hoped — that a March 14 court appearance with a former running client named Kimberly Duclos, a one-time near-national-class marathoner turned world-class degenerate, would put a stop to two years of ongoing, obsessive, malignant behavior from her.
But alas, this hasn’t happened. I won’t go into full details yet because some of this is resting in the hands of my lawyer(s), but I’m under no obligation to keep the story as whole under wraps. A number of you have already asked for and received the salient details by e-mail as it is, so this will just cut out the middleman for everyone else.
Never underestimate the power of raw malice coupled to delusional thinking, served with a dollop of resentment, self-loathing, and blaming other people for one’s own failings, all of it washed down with several cocktails of alcohol and psychological projection. True sociopaths such as Kim Duclos are no more discouraged by everyday hindrances to their foul misdeeds than are hungry termites by cries of, “Get off my wood, you bastards!” But termites are cheaper to deal with.
Anyway, start here. This is a story in progress, using a very tenuous definition of “progress.”
EDIT: After a comment bender, Kim tried to erase all evidence of her participation in this thread. It’s here.