Steve McConkey’s sad, comical desperation

Steve McConkey, an Evangelical hypocrisy factory who dabbled in illegal drug abuse and drunken car wrecks before reinventing himself as a homophobic and generally bigoted maniac, has told innumerable lies about his own achievements, my and others’ actions, U.S. history and laws, and of course his own lies; I have thoroughly documented a generous sampling of those here. He has now retreated into the fantasy that he was at one point an influential track and field coach. He has appended a long, pointless comment to his self-debasing stream of gripes and lies from yesterday, one he is aware that none of his permanently stupefied followers will pay the slightest attention to and is plainly intended for my eyes only. In other words, he wants me to write more uncomplimentary things about him, thereby loading the Internet with even more evidence of his bumblefuck life and horrible character. So I shall.

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Steve McConkey dissembles and deletes and deceives, but remember, he’s delusional too

By all appearances, Steve McConkey really enjoys tightening the metaphorical noose around his own wattled neck.

Every time I rattle off a list of fresh lies he’s told, he does two things. One, he blares on about what he’s supposedly found by obsessively perusing my various social-media and blog accounts, all while referring to me as “the Stalker” (yes, with a capital “S”; Trumpists Do like Their Caps). I’m going to point out yet again for the benefit of the irony-resistant that anyone who admits that he’s actively searching the Web for things being written about him while calling the writer a stalker has all of the insight of a rotten turnip. And if the dumb fuck thinks I’m just going to ignore the fact that he’s had a lie-filled post about me on his website for over two months now, he can suck a dick, and not merely in his dreams.

Two, he goes on to lie about and grossly misrepresent those things, thereby throwing log after dry log onto his own symbolic funeral pyre. Does he really think at this point that I won’t comment on these, or that he’ll somehow win? Does he actually like negative attention better than no attention at all? Some people with extremely fragile egos do, as weird as that seems. What Steve conspicuously refuses to do, of course, is link to the things I’ve supposedly written or simply offer a screen shot (and he’s certainly a fan of collecting screen shots).

Also, Steve has now made Lize a target of his lying. He’s just incorrigible scum. I was wrong about Satan buttfucking him in Hell erelong. He’s too disgusting even for the Dark One, and he’d probably secretly enjoy this “punishment” anyway.

So, back to the grind. Today Steve posted this:

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Why delusions go south

I have often lamented the fact that folks who formally part ways from reality almost always harbor delusions that make them worse people. Most of the bullshit flowing from Kim Duclos and Steve McConkey is probably just everyday lying, but I’m fairly certain that at times, both of them have fully believed some of the literally insane things they’ve posted online, at least at the faux-orgasmic moment they’ve posted them.

Clearly I haven’t thought this one through. Of course the majority of persistent delusions are going to have negative impact on the moods of those harboring them. This is because pleasant delusions are generally unsustainable, whereas dark ones can survive and even flourish owing to the manner in which they are constructed. Continue reading “Why delusions go south”

Steve McConkey’s funniest lies; also, introducing McConkoids

mcconkhead1Steve McConkey, hapless founder of the 4 Winds begging outlet masquerading as a ministry (not that genuine ministries are worth dick-all anyway), can claim to be a Christian, a propagator of “biblical principles,” a widely persecuted (yet little-known) figure on the fringes of the track world, an envoy of God sent to snuff out the gay, a thorn in the IOC’s side, whatever. He may be, or at some point have been, each of those things to some small degree.

But undeniably, his greatest trait is his inability to tell the truth, or, framed differently, his insatiable appetite for lying. And the more he’s called out for this behavior, the more eagerly he engages in it. It’s almost as if he either doesn’t really believe in God or is actively campaigning to be furiously buttfucked in hell in a few years.

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Steve McConkey goes full douchebag

As unlikely as it seems, Steve McConkey‘s antics are worse than ever. He posted this on his Facebook page this morning (I’ve included his followers’ comments as of 2:30 MDT to again establish the level of reckless ignorance and stupidity it takes to respond to anything this asshole says with anything besides derision and sad guffawing).

People like Steve are why the government needs to be more stringent about granting nonprofit status to “religious” “organizations” that are nothing more than ways for ersatz Christians like Steve, whose days are evidently consumed by unwanted fantasies about nude, well-oiled young men, to not only lobby for handouts from fellow morons, but avoid paying taxes on whatever handouts they receive.

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Hellish desires

I sometimes think I’m too cynical. Then I remind myself that the majority of Americans claim to believe in an exquisitely well-concealed chamber of horrors where dead folks are tortured literally forever for thought crimes (such as believing in the “wrong” god) or actions that aren’t morally wrong at all. Virtually nothing could be more cynical than this.

The disturbing thing about the crazier strains of Christianity is that its adherents don’t merely think Hell is an actual place, one ecclesiastical consideration among many; they emphasize its inevitably cruel promises above all else. It seems that condemning others to Hell is a far more important consideration than striving to get into Heaven. Despite all the cool and useful things one might extract from holy books, a sizable fraction of the American religious population does little besides howl and complain about sinners and sin (and, in many cases, beg for money in the process).

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The “atheists are actually angry believers” canard

[Note: I’ve duplicated all of my “Beck of the Pack” posts about Steve McConkey and Kim Duclos and included them here on the Chimp Refuge, with the dates of the original posts. Although both of these characters were once part of the running world, that’s no longer true, and I’m no longer interested in sullying a running blog with anything about either person. After all, this blog actually gets more traffic than my other one in spite of my having largely neglected it in recent years, and it also a more appropriate place to rant about the world’s reprobates, undesirables, and sick fucks. I also feel free to be even meaner here, which with an eye on recent events could come in quite handy. So, say hello to Steve and Kim. And if you want to keep tabs on the ridiculous things Steve writes and says in near-real time, try this humble group project.]

At this point, I won’t delete the relevant existing posts from BotP, and the more astute among you, and even some of you nitwits, can probably figure out why.]

Obviously, not everyone who believes or claims to believe in a supernatural Neitherbeing is insane, ignorant, lying, or stupid. Our brains are plainly wired in ways that make the idea of an unseen, megapowerful cosmos-creator universal across cultures.

But subscribing specifically to any one of the various religious fables on offer, and embracing absurdities as true, is a different story. Anyone who believes that the universe was created in six days within the past ten thousand years and that biological evolution is a hoax is either mentally disturbed or profoundly ignorant or both. One can adhere to a lazy sort of deism without clinging to the whole crazed, mostly purloined “Jesus-as-man-and-god nonsense. Bart Ehrman, a recovered born-again Christian and professor of religious studies, explores a lot of the rationale behind the explosion of Christianity in this podcast with Sam Harris.

When people who would be nutjobs no matter what take up the Christian cause, the results are predictably messy. Like this:

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