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🎨 ArtcowIconoclast / Jonathan Mack Sweet - The Chris-Chan of Arkansas
If by "weeaboo" you just mean anime fan, I could see that. But if you mean the real definition of "weeaboo" -- someone who's obsessed with Japan to an excessive level and thinks anything non-Japanese is inferior -- I just don't see Sweet being like that.
Yeah, I was using weaboo in the general sense. I agree it's unlikely that he'd go all "Japan is superior", but it would be fun to watch. I'd love to see Jonichu and the rest of the Stick Squad get a manga makeover.
But in reality, it seems like he's already ossified into the pattern that will take him to the grave. His opinions are pretty much all parroted from conservative talk radio. Recently on dA, someone (might've been @ChristianTroy) asked him what he thought of the Paris attacks, and his reply was basically that he didn't have an opinion yet but someone on the radio said [whatever].
He literally has to wait for Limbaugh or Hannitard to spout off about a topic before he knows what to think about it.
As you may already know, an old thing he wrote on why CFLs suck and how incandescent bulbs are awesome is reminiscent of the style Rush Limbaugh talks in (Sweet also went off an a tangent on how gunshots could be heard in the "black neighborhood" he grew up in).
quoted here because the page has pic(s) of crap in a toilet dijo:
Now I grew up in a black neighborhood, folks, and my friends and our folks didn't have much money, so we'd usually entertain ourselves by doing things like picking through refuse piles looking for things to (A) blow up with firecrackers or (B) break. And nothing is better for an eleven-year-old kid than a used-up incandescent light bulb. You throw that baby on a slab of pavement, it shatters and makes a noise like a gunshot. (Of course, it was a black neighborhood, so there was often plenty of the real thing.)
I love that he tries to make himself better by mentioning he's thinner than his brothers. Like that somehow negates that they're actually getting married and not living with their elderly mother.
In his Fekul the Baby journal, Sweet writes that he was still paying off college loans in 2006. (Search the linked site for "student loans.") He may have received a small scholarship, but students who spend a couple of years at a community college before attending a four-year university seldom receive large scholarships. He graduated from high school in the spring of 1993 and received his B.A. in English from ASU in the spring of 1998, after three years in Jonesboro and two at community college, so he didn't exactly graduate in the typical four years. And we can be sure of one thing: It didn't take him five years to earn a four-year degree because he sat out a couple of semesters to work.
Sorry I haven't posted in a while, but I've been off in the wilds for the past week with a few college buddies and a couple of SUVs loaded with scotch, bourbon, fly rods and a lot of less-essential gear and provisions.
As I catch up with the thread, I'll address any questions I can answer by adding to this post.
Let me be very clear on this, Sweet: I have not done anything to you. Nothing. Nada. Zip. Your obsessive tard-rage is, as usual, misdirected. All I have done is report on what you have done. And what I have reported doesn't hold even the smallest, dimmest candle to the things you have gleefully confessed to. I have reported eccentricities and anti-social behavior; you have gloated online for years about committing a series of felonies and misdemeanors over the course of almost two decades.
You are a convicted, violent criminal who goes berserk when your odd behavior at a salad bar is revealed.
You are an admitted maker of terroristic threats who goes full-bore maniac when the world is informed that you liked to irritate people by crunching peanuts with your fat, greasy maw eight inches from their ears.
You have written, with no obvious sign of embarrassment or contrition, that you are "guilty in the eyes of the law" of conspiring to commit statutory rape. Yet you start making death threats -- again -- when it is reported that you went out of your way -- probably unintentionally, but hey, that's autism -- to ensure that everyone at ASU regarded you as an irritating freak.
You have boasted about harassing students at The Herald for years after you were expelled from Arkansas State. But the spittle starts flying when people are informed that you used to post pathetic, whining notes on the newspaper's office door in the middle of the night.
Your behavior is analogous to Adolf Eichmann bragging about his role in the Holocaust while threatening to track down and murder someone who reported that Eichmann was a litterbug.
Addition No. 2
The Bad Boy of College Journalism wrote:
Speaking of Southerners... I know the World Series isn't a one-day event. It's in the freaking name, fa-Gawds-sakes.
Well, if you know it isn't held on one day, why the hell did you write that it is a one-day event? Oh wait, we know the answer to that. The same reason you misspelled Hanukkah and stupidly confused its traditions with those of Passover. You're a lazy moron who -- for reasons that cannot be explained in this universe or any other -- believes himself to be a sedulous genius.
Addition No. 3
Damn I'm Stupid wrote in 2014:
I have a HP over ten years old that runs Windows 98. I made a one-minute commercial on the VideoMVP program and attempted to upload it to the 'Tube (as at about 30MB, it was too large to attach to an e-mail). A moment later my computer started acting weird. The colors are all funny, I can't get it out of Safe mode, and the mouse and keyboard aren't working. I think a virus somewhere on YT crashed my computer simply because the browser is slightly our [sic] of date. My computer is my entire life, [Christ have mercy!] and I think whoever is in charge here should reimburse me for any loss or hardship I have suffered. Some information on how to fix the problem or the cost of a new computer might be in order. Gracias and good day.
Windows 98 could run no browser later than IE6. YouTube dropped support for IE6 in 2010. Four years later Sweet is demanding that they buy him a brand new computer because his browser crashed on the site.
No wonder he pees in jars. Indoor plumbing is way too complicated for him to comprehend.
Major props to @Le Bateleur for uncovering this gem of purest ray serene.
The one he drew a comic of and the one he uploaded a photo of are the same place. According to the Doctor back on page 278, they've been living in Blytheville since around 1993. I don't know when the mugging happened though, so my guess that the yellow house is in Blytheville may be wrong.
No. I may have been unclear, or even mistaken. They've been living at their current address since 1993. Online real estate sites state that the house where Sweet is now confined lives was last sold in June of 1993. That would mean that his mom bought the place the summer after he graduated from high school. The attack on his mom would have taken place at their previous residence in Blytheville. The story is confusing in part because Sweet either can't remember where he has actually lived or likes to lie about it. For example: claiming that "the author lives in the Missouri Bootheel with his family."
So that's why he keeps insisting there is a "system" keeping him down. It's not a nationwide conspiracy we're thinking of that somehow has it in for Sweet personally, it's a "progressive" system of colleges in Arkansas that kicked him out for acting like a jerk being too real? Reminds me of the alleged Greene County conspiracy. Sweet has vast differences from CWC.
Some of you who do not live in the United States are probably not familiar with the organizational structure and nomenclature used in what passes for higher education here. A university system is a group of universities that is overseen by that system's board of regents, which hires presidents for the member schools and sets policy for the entire collective and, in some cases, for individual campuses. Here, for example, is the home page of the University of Arkansas System, whose flagship university is the University of Arkansas at Fayetteville. When Sweet jabbers about "The System," he is not referring to the Arkansas State University System; he is instead referring to something that exists only in his diseased mind, something along the lines of a sinister liberal/progressive version of the Illuminati whose goal is to suppress conservative geniuses such as himself. Of course, Sweet doubtless believes that the entire Arkansas State University System is part of "The System." How could it not be?
Digital TV allows the broadcasters to pack more channels in the same amount of bandwidth as before. So if he barely got two channels before, he'd now get a dozen of them. Don't know the specifics of his region, of course.
I entered Sweet's Zip code at a site that will return the number of over-the-air channels you can receive in that area with a good outdoor antenna. Sweet should be able to receive 34 channels at his address, including ABC, CBS, NBC, PBS and Fox. There are also a multitude of independent channels that should be loaded with old TV shows and cartoons. The fact that he doesn't get these signals is what you would expect from someone who was using IE6 in 2014.
I suspect Sweet was angling to be a permanent student, since he thought ASU was some sort of paradise. Thing is, if he'd actually gotten a job instead of sucking on the SSI teat, he could live how he wanted, without a drug addict brother stealing his shit.
I suspect Sweet was angling to be a permanent student, since he thought ASU was some sort of paradise. Thing is, if he'd actually gotten a job instead of sucking on the SSI teat, he could live how he wanted, without a drug addict brother stealing his shit.
Just this week, though, we've seen evidence that Weed Bro seems to have grown up and is settling down with a new wife. So clearly he's no longer a kleptomaniac dope fiend stealing all of Jon's tugboat, and there's no danger of him moving back into the Mold Kingdom for the time being.
So one of the big excuses Sweet Bro makes for not getting on and making a positive change is no longer valid. I wonder what his fallback position will be?
His poor mother has put up with him long past any point she should feel obligated. I wonder if she's too afraid to make him get a job, or move out. He does have a history of violent behavior, so I can't really blame her.
His poor mother has put up with him long past any point she should feel obligated. I wonder if she's too afraid to make him get a job, or move out. He does have a history of violent behavior, so I can't really blame her.
Look, soon he'll have collected enough pop cans to pay to have his diamond appraised, and then once he sells that off he'll have enough money to hire his 18-[Jon's current age] boyfriend-free personal assistant to help him do all the things a normal, non-autistic adult can do on their own. Give him some credit, guys.
Look, soon he'll have collected enough pop cans to pay to have his diamond appraised, and then once he sells that off he'll have enough money to hire his 18-[Jon's current age] boyfriend-free personal assistant to help him do all the things a normal, non-autistic adult can do on their own. Give him some credit, guys.
I wonder if Sweet would blame bills on the liberals?
Also recall that Sweet has apparently fallen for various scams repeatedly. Stuff like envelope stuffing and vanity publishing. If Mama Sweet weren't around to captain the SS Sweet Tugboat, it'd probably sink pretty quickly.
I laughed out loud at your use of "Sweet Minimus" and "Sweet Minor." It summoned images of Sweet Maximus at Rugby, where Harry Flashman would have beaten him into a coma on a daily basis with a cricket bat as the school cheered him on.
While I don't want to say anything that could be construed as a threat lest I get a long string of ridiculous verbiage in return, I was the small-for-her-age Girl Scout and I imagine I could have handled this task, while of course yelling "Help! Fire! Danger!" etc. to summon adult help, as we were always taught to do.
He wasn't expelled for plagiarism, and even Sweet concedes this point. The confusion arises because he has fused his being kicked off the paper for plagiarism, and his expulsion for subsequently making threats against students and staff, into a single conspiracy, to the point where he sometimes uses the two events interchangeably, even though they occurred about a semester apart.
Just to keep the chronology correct: Sweet was fired from The Herald early in the spring semester of 1997 after signing a statement in which he admitted to plagiarizing the SNL skit. (Only after learning that plagiarism has consequences did he start denying the existence of the skit.) For the remainder of that semester and for all of the Fall '97 and Spring '98 semesters, he harassed the paper's staff and faculty adviser. And got away with it.
He received his B.A. in English at the end of the spring '98 semester. As part of his plan to remain a student at ASU for the rest of his life, he entered grad school in the fall of '98 and, having escaped punishment for three semesters of sociopathic behavior, ramped up his campaign of harassment to the point that action was finally taken and he was expelled.
He does regard his termination at the paper and his subsequent disciplinary and psych eval problems as being part of the same grand conspiracy. His criminal activities and violations of the school's code of conduct had nothing to do with what happened to him. He is a victim of The System.
Knowing Sweetums, his obsessions, and his sense of personal boundaries, Santa's probably literally seen some of Jon's shit. "Did I ever tell you about this S-shaped turd I dropped?"
Once again, Jon Sweet provides evidence that Jon Sweet is the only thing on Jon Sweet's mind. The man is absolutely obsessed with himself, going by the recent spate pics he's been putting up. If you look up 'Narcissism' in the dictionary, there will be no text. It was replaced by the above picture of Jon.
