Post by Ricky Johnson on May 18, 2011 13:09:12 GMT -6
Have you ever seen the movie "Citizen Kane" ?
The American Film Institute has it ranked No. 1 on all time.
Do you know the irony of this?
In Citizen Kane, there's the word "rosebud"
Do you know what that meant?
In the movie, it was a sled.
But there's another meaning to rosebud.
Oh yes, you see, the character Charles Foster Kane is based off of one William Randolph Hearst.
He was a newspaper editor and he ruined some lives.
He also had a "rosebud"...
His mistress's vagina.
That's really what Citizen Kane is all about.
And they call me paranoid.
How depraved are you people when a film about a codename for snatch is the best movie of all time?
How ironic. And Fitting.
But you know what else is ironic?
The character Charles Foster Kane has everything.
Money, Fame, women.
But, he's never really happy.
He can't get what he really wants.
Do you know anyone like that?
Go ahead and guess.
I'll wait.
...
Did you guess?
Think you got it right?
Well, it was kinda obvious.
What?
Come on, are you kidding me?
Alex Jones?
No, no, no.
It's ME, you idiots.
Good lord, I did everything but spell it out for you and you STILL got it wrong.
I know, I know, you got confused.
Typical, really.
There were so many choices on that one, huh?
That's your excuse.
Always has been.
Too busy or confused to notice the small details.
That's why people are going to get hurt.
Your choice to neglect has brought us to this point.
Because I am on to your game.
That's why you put decided to put me in this match for the National title.
You want to shut me up.
Too late for that.
I'm going to use this against you.
I will take that title, and it'll be on less title for you to control.
Because you've had your way for too long.
You've always installed your handpicked champions.
Like Falcon.
Who you know I would destroy, so you've done everything in your power to stop it from happening.
Or like DDK.
A world champion who I have no trouble demolishing time and time again.
Or how about one Steve Awesome?
I routinely, soundly defeat him like clockwork.
But you don't mention that do you?
Have to protect the golden child don't you?
You know, I'll never understand some of the people you love.
You love George Washington.
and he lost just about every battle he was ever in! The largest battle in the history of the Revolutionary War, the Battle of Long Island, Washington and his forces were destroyed.
He was just really good at retreating and had quite the run of luck.
You love Thomas Edison.
The man who stole all his ideas! Guy like Hienrich Goebel, and Nikloa Tesla are the men who invented the lightbulb, and Edison stole it from them.
Such is your way, isn't it?
Ride the backs of those hard workers and reward the lazy. Or your friends.
You love Albert Einstein.
He's a thief too.
According to Einstein's famous On the Electrodynamics of Moving Bodies, which contains his theories on relativity, a man named Henri Poincaré, despite publishing 30 books and over 500 papers, is not worth mentioning. It's true, pick up Einstein's paper if you don't believe me. Poincaré doesn't receive a single reference, unless you consider plagiarism to be some kind of indirect reference. As a matter of fact, Einstein does not reference, footnote or cite a single ***damn source in his entire paper.
You love these people.
There are not who they say they are.
And most importantly, you love Alex Jones.
For some odd reason.
You just adore him.
A man who has accomplished NOTHING, but you like him anyway.
Just like you, playing favorites.
And you are secretly rooting for him in this match, aren't you?
He's had a fall from grace, and now you're watching his attempt at redemption.
Huh, that sounds exactly like someone I know.
Let's see...
Painful loss... attempting to fight through it and return to prominence...
You know, if I didn't know any better, I'd swear you were talking about ME!
But that can't be right, can it?
Didn't I got through the same type of things a year ago? Two years ago?
And yet, you take more interest in him.
You would drop me like a rock, not even worrying about how I might feel.
Not worrying about my well-being. Or my mental anguish.
...
You didn't even have the decency to send me a card.
And now, you just fawn all over Alex Jones.
Everyone should just have so much pity for Alex Jones.
My wife got shot and I lost a child.
Did you fawn over me or her?
NO.
Roxi was kidnapped and subjected to all sorts of horrible things.
Did you pity me?
NO!
I've suffered just as much, nay, MORE than Alex Jones ever could dream of.
All he did was lose a match here and there.
Oh I know what you're saying, Alex:
"I didn't ask for them, and I don't need it, and I'm tough, you're crazy and blah blah blah"
Alex, how little you see.
You may not know it, but they're there. They're watching, and cheering.
But, I'm telling you this, to save you.
Yes. TO SAVE YOU.
Because I know all about them.
They may be cheering for you know, but once the dust settles, they'll drop you for the next big thing too.
That's what they do.
Trust me. I know.
But, sadly, I know you won't.
You think I'm just crazy don't you?
Of course you do.
But think about it, what have I told you today about them that isn't true?
But, if you choose to think I'm crazy, that's your choice.
If I cannot convince you with words...
Then you leave me with no option then.
I will convince you by destroying you at A Night to Remember.
But I will take no joy in that. Not at all.
But you will thank me for it in the end.
Until that time, you'll have no one to blame but yourself.
Well, you can always blame them.
They started this whole thing.
They personally insulted me by insinuating that you could be me.
You, my friend, are no Ricky Johnson.
You could never be Ricky Johnson.
You never will be Ricky Johnson.
You can be Alex Jones.
And I will show you the difference.
And if you wish to live up to the moniker of the "Phoenix" and rise up from the ashes time and time again...
I will have no problem reducing you to ashes every time.
You DO NOT get a happy ending Alex.
Not until I get mine.
The American Film Institute has it ranked No. 1 on all time.
Do you know the irony of this?
In Citizen Kane, there's the word "rosebud"
Do you know what that meant?
In the movie, it was a sled.
But there's another meaning to rosebud.
Oh yes, you see, the character Charles Foster Kane is based off of one William Randolph Hearst.
He was a newspaper editor and he ruined some lives.
He also had a "rosebud"...
His mistress's vagina.
That's really what Citizen Kane is all about.
And they call me paranoid.
How depraved are you people when a film about a codename for snatch is the best movie of all time?
How ironic. And Fitting.
But you know what else is ironic?
The character Charles Foster Kane has everything.
Money, Fame, women.
But, he's never really happy.
He can't get what he really wants.
Do you know anyone like that?
Go ahead and guess.
I'll wait.
...
Did you guess?
Think you got it right?
Well, it was kinda obvious.
What?
Come on, are you kidding me?
Alex Jones?
No, no, no.
It's ME, you idiots.
Good lord, I did everything but spell it out for you and you STILL got it wrong.
I know, I know, you got confused.
Typical, really.
There were so many choices on that one, huh?
That's your excuse.
Always has been.
Too busy or confused to notice the small details.
That's why people are going to get hurt.
Your choice to neglect has brought us to this point.
Because I am on to your game.
That's why you put decided to put me in this match for the National title.
You want to shut me up.
Too late for that.
I'm going to use this against you.
I will take that title, and it'll be on less title for you to control.
Because you've had your way for too long.
You've always installed your handpicked champions.
Like Falcon.
Who you know I would destroy, so you've done everything in your power to stop it from happening.
Or like DDK.
A world champion who I have no trouble demolishing time and time again.
Or how about one Steve Awesome?
I routinely, soundly defeat him like clockwork.
But you don't mention that do you?
Have to protect the golden child don't you?
You know, I'll never understand some of the people you love.
You love George Washington.
and he lost just about every battle he was ever in! The largest battle in the history of the Revolutionary War, the Battle of Long Island, Washington and his forces were destroyed.
He was just really good at retreating and had quite the run of luck.
You love Thomas Edison.
The man who stole all his ideas! Guy like Hienrich Goebel, and Nikloa Tesla are the men who invented the lightbulb, and Edison stole it from them.
Such is your way, isn't it?
Ride the backs of those hard workers and reward the lazy. Or your friends.
You love Albert Einstein.
He's a thief too.
According to Einstein's famous On the Electrodynamics of Moving Bodies, which contains his theories on relativity, a man named Henri Poincaré, despite publishing 30 books and over 500 papers, is not worth mentioning. It's true, pick up Einstein's paper if you don't believe me. Poincaré doesn't receive a single reference, unless you consider plagiarism to be some kind of indirect reference. As a matter of fact, Einstein does not reference, footnote or cite a single ***damn source in his entire paper.
You love these people.
There are not who they say they are.
And most importantly, you love Alex Jones.
For some odd reason.
You just adore him.
A man who has accomplished NOTHING, but you like him anyway.
Just like you, playing favorites.
And you are secretly rooting for him in this match, aren't you?
He's had a fall from grace, and now you're watching his attempt at redemption.
Huh, that sounds exactly like someone I know.
Let's see...
Painful loss... attempting to fight through it and return to prominence...
You know, if I didn't know any better, I'd swear you were talking about ME!
But that can't be right, can it?
Didn't I got through the same type of things a year ago? Two years ago?
And yet, you take more interest in him.
You would drop me like a rock, not even worrying about how I might feel.
Not worrying about my well-being. Or my mental anguish.
...
You didn't even have the decency to send me a card.
And now, you just fawn all over Alex Jones.
Everyone should just have so much pity for Alex Jones.
My wife got shot and I lost a child.
Did you fawn over me or her?
NO.
Roxi was kidnapped and subjected to all sorts of horrible things.
Did you pity me?
NO!
I've suffered just as much, nay, MORE than Alex Jones ever could dream of.
All he did was lose a match here and there.
Oh I know what you're saying, Alex:
"I didn't ask for them, and I don't need it, and I'm tough, you're crazy and blah blah blah"
Alex, how little you see.
You may not know it, but they're there. They're watching, and cheering.
But, I'm telling you this, to save you.
Yes. TO SAVE YOU.
Because I know all about them.
They may be cheering for you know, but once the dust settles, they'll drop you for the next big thing too.
That's what they do.
Trust me. I know.
But, sadly, I know you won't.
You think I'm just crazy don't you?
Of course you do.
But think about it, what have I told you today about them that isn't true?
But, if you choose to think I'm crazy, that's your choice.
If I cannot convince you with words...
Then you leave me with no option then.
I will convince you by destroying you at A Night to Remember.
But I will take no joy in that. Not at all.
But you will thank me for it in the end.
Until that time, you'll have no one to blame but yourself.
Well, you can always blame them.
They started this whole thing.
They personally insulted me by insinuating that you could be me.
You, my friend, are no Ricky Johnson.
You could never be Ricky Johnson.
You never will be Ricky Johnson.
You can be Alex Jones.
And I will show you the difference.
And if you wish to live up to the moniker of the "Phoenix" and rise up from the ashes time and time again...
I will have no problem reducing you to ashes every time.
You DO NOT get a happy ending Alex.
Not until I get mine.