Update 10:49 p.m. Wed April 4th, 2012
In REPLY to the article in the Baltimore Sun by Justin Fentin:
AnthonyMandich at 8:13 PM April 04, 2012
To clarify: a video filmed by @CASHton_Kutcher, starring Aaron Jacob Parsons and a cast of cowards who beat, robbed, and stripped naked a man who was defenseless, drunk, alone, and clearly in over his head, was posted to worldstar and twitter.
The initiator of the physical violence is an aspiring male model, and famous dj in the Maryland ghetto named Aaron Jacob Parsons.
This is a fact, not an allegation.
His words and mannerisms BEFORE he put his hand in the victims pocket and took his car keys, are indicative of premeditation (consideration of an act beforehand that shows an intent to commit that act).
<>He mentions worldstar, chuckles about how he’s GOT to take the boy’s money, and then proceeds to do just exactly that. Clearly this was not done in self defense as he unconvincingly tried to make it appear on his twitter account.
I am Anthony Mandich, the person who wrote up the story and posted it at krashthrills.wordpress.com. The smug attitudes, and hysterical laughing while this guy was robbed and then stripped naked on the streets pissed off everyone on the /b/ forum at 4chan.org.
They outed him and that’s that. Now Mr. Parsons is going to pay, hopefully with some penitentiary time.
A person who shows a shameful lack of courage in the face of danger is a coward. Aaron Parsons deleted his Twitter account which contained approximately 30,000 tweets as soon as it was clear we were onto him. 30,000 tweets. That’s a lot of tweets to throw away at the first sign of danger. I laugh at him for that. I’m also grateful he’s never heard of “consciousness of guilt” as well. Deleting your Facebook and Twitter is drastic and also another sign that he knew full and well that he had been a bad bad kid. Idiot…
Although I am somewhat naive to the intricacies of the law, I believe factors that indicate premeditation, can be utilized by motivated prosecutors to elevate the charges that a defendant faces.
When the act that follows (the premeditation) is one that you wouldn’t write home to Mommy about AND results in the suffering and degradation of an innocent person, consequences should be quite severe, in my opinion.
Helpless (harmless)…forced to endure abuse of a humiliating and heinous nature…robbed, beaten, stripped of his garments…his tag heuer watch.. his dignity, pride, and self confidence…
all for the sake of bemusement (at best)
Really?
You would trade your humanity for something as intrinsically worthless as filming yourselves beating a man so you can post the results on the internet?? (and in the meanwhile prove yourself to be of base origin, a low life contemptible Neanderthal, completely devoid of high values or ethics, shoddy, inferior in quality, with a selfish lack of human decency)
I hate to break it to you ladies and gentlemen but that’s nothing to aspire to. I mean listen…I’m so far from perfect it can’t be overstated just how far away I am. Light years, galaxies, solar systems even. But, with all of my flaws and lapses in judgment fuckups, I’m still a human being striving to evolve. If I found myself as devoid of hope as the animals who perpetrated this hateful action, my life would be over because often, that faith in the nobler aspects of mankind is the only thing that keeps me plodding along.
The last comment I want to make here is regarding the color of everyone’s skin. Race is certainly a hot button topic in society today. When hasn’t it been?
Pervading charges of racism abound constantly to the point where it becomes so redundant that in my opinion it just cancels itself out.
A large percentage of the comments I’ve read on my own blog here and all over the internet are inappropriate, insensitive and fucking beyond ignorant. Again, so overwhelming in nature, that I find myself laughing at some of the crap I read. I never censor comments on my own site. I think censorship is fucking hideous.
People have been calling me a racist all over the internet and I honestly don’t give a flying rat’s ass. I’m not racist. No matter what way you slice it, I’m not fucking racist. Of all the lowlifes in this world, white trash inbred redneck motherfuckers talking about white pride and all that separatist crap about preserving some non existent white race blah blah blah blah…they annoy me more then any other lowlife cross section of any race that exists in this world. I hate em.
I can’t stand ignorance. And brothers let me tell you… nothing sings louder in my heart head and soul as being true then the idea that racial superiority is BULLSHIT with a capital B just like I typed it. Fucking utter bullshit. I’m white. I’m from Trinidad and Tobago. It’s black. I don’t give a shit. I like black people, I’ve fucked hugged scores of black chicks (hot ones), and I have plenty of black friends. I like Asians just fine.
The stereotypes about Asians and gambling are true though….let me tell you hahahaha. I’m a big time gambler and gambling knows no color lines. One of my very best friends in the world who unfortunately got shot and killed was Vietnamese. I speak Spanish fluently because I like Mexicans.
I just don’t give a gosh darn shit about race. Its not an issue I consider before making decisions in my life for the most part.
I’m not in prison and never have been so why should I ride in the white car and exclude a huge percentage of the world from my insane life? Screw Fuck that. Its pretty much obvious to anyone with a brain, that every group on the planet has its pieces of shit and its stars. I hate pieces of shit no matter what color they are. I don’t even know why I’m even saying this because honestly I don’t give a care shit what you think, about what I think, about the color of a man’s skin. If you don’t like me then I’m sure we can exist in our own little corners of hell the planet without ever crossing paths. Fine by me.
I just wanna live baby.
So there it is. That’s what I think about all of this stuff shit. Take what you want out of it and leave the rest behind. And enjoy your life as much as you can without making some else hate theirs. That’s not too much to ask in my opinion. Bye bye……
What follows is the original Post
Update 12:42 a.m. Wednesday, April 4th, 2011 2012 Just noticed that lol.
(THERE YOU GO GUYS HOPEFULLY YOU WILL LIKE IT MUCH BETTER NOW. IT’S MUCH LESS VENOMOUS OKAY ROGER BLAND AND “JUST A THOUGHT”?)
I’ve been told off by several readers of this post for my anti-women and anti-homosexual venom so I’m going to correct the portions of my write up that contain these disparaging views. I apologize to anyone offended by these remarks.
UPDATE: 9:52 a.m. Tuesday, April 3rd,2011
This post is getting an unbelievable number of views and from what my stats indicate, many of these are from wonderful people hot bitches. I just wanted to say thanks for that.
Here is the basic story as I know it. Approximately 9 days ago in Baltimore, Maryland an adult male standing on a sidewalk was surrounded by a group of young adult males and females. One of the females who looked like she was just wearing panties and a tee shirt started grinding her butt stinkyfat ass into the guys crotch like she wanted to make love get penetrated.
One guy in a grey beenie starts creeping up to the victim on his right then two guys with white shirts are right next to him on the left. The taller one, Aaron Jacob Parsons reaches into the victim’s front right pocket and grabs something before the guy could stop him. Then the victim starts walking towards the criminal Parsons who sucker punches him with a cowardly but lethal right hook, sending the innocent man tumbling to the concrete where he is then beset upon by the crowd of approximately 15 people who proceed to punch, kick, slap and stomp him.
I was lurking on 4chan.org/b/ laughing out loud like a mental patient at the crazy shit that goes on there when a link to the video causing all the commotion popped up along with the usual /b/tarded request for justice, saying how this bullshit couldn’t be tolerated and a bunch of random blah blah blah. Same sorta shit you will see there right now if you feel the need to walk on the wild side.
Our version of the video was on Twitter and came from the account of Rashad PItts aka King Cash aka CASTton_kutcher.
His Twitter page and Facebook were still up at that time so I was reading his tweets where he’s talking all tough about dry snitches and all this other ghetto ass bullshit basically trying to intimidate the pests from /b/ who were already getting started with a seek and destroy mission against him and his buddy the now infamous Aaron Jacob Parsons.
Rashad Pitts was the cameraman who filmed this inhuman assault. He was also revving up Parsons, egging him on to steal the guys watch and introducing his video with an “only in baltimore” which was followed up by Parsons with a shout out to worldstarhiphop.com.
It was also posted on the attackers Twitter page which has since been deleted along with his Facebook. The original guy who started the whole thing is Aaron Jacob Parsons @flyguyparsons on Twitter.
The continuation video is on LiveLeak.com and it is deplorable and despicable. Here that is:
http://www.liveleak.com/view?i=679_1332640868
It shows the poor getting robbed like a dead man and stripped all the way naked on the street corner.
It made me sick to watch. Once the first punch was thrown by Parsons, it seemed to trigger the pack mentality in the rest of the group. I’ve never understood why these types of beatings are tolerated, and in fact seem to be the modus operandi for most street gangs to use when dealing with someone considered a rival or an enemy. There just seems to be an element of implied cowardice inherent in this form of doting out punishment. Where is the challenge in having 15 guys beat down one guy?
I don’t see the bravery. I don’t see an element of respect being garnered by the ones issuing the beating. I simply believe that mob beatings lack honor and are not anything to ever feel proud of. I always think to myself what a bunch of really bad people cunts to do that shit. Even the females ugly ass whores that were there were slapping the guy when he was on the ground and shit should be sent to the penitentiary. Ruffians!! Assholes!.
Obviously they all know they are going to the penitentiary soon because they all deleted their social media accounts and started making anonymous threats on 4chan.org/b/. I guess they thought they were going to intimidate an army of anonymous /b/’s but the /b/’s were having none of that. They started digging deep and got Aaron Jacob Parson’s phone number (443)-633-8508, his Myspace, Facebook etc., posted the video on youtube.com (which was taken down by the interesting management pussy fucks at youtube…God I strongly DISLIKE hate youtube).
It was put on reddit.com. Here’s the link for that UPVOTE FOR JUSTICE: http://www.reddit.com/r/worldnews/comments/rqyle/assault_man_randomly_assaulted_and_robbed_for_his/
It was pretty funny to read all the tough talk coming from those cowards on their twitter accounts only to have them delete their own accounts and run for the hills like the dastardly dopes pussies they are. I for one, sincerely hope they are arrested and sent to prison for what they did to that poor guy. Darn Fuck them. And dudes….you guys hang out with the loveliest females ugliest, skankiest looking, stinky ass whores I’ve ever seen.
You guys are mean!! Die Fuckers
- a.j.p.
- Aaron Jacob Parsons, hitting the guy was one thing. Turning out his pockets when the dude helpless on the ground yet another.
- Not entirely sure that I understand the need to take off everything including another mans panties
- i’m so sorry for being SUCH A meany
BITCH
- no matter what the color of my skin is i am an hero
asshole
- Hi, I’m Aaron, I enjoy sweater vests and long walks on the beach…
Here is Aaron Jacob Parsons Facebook
Then and there I got a sinking feeling in my chest, I knew what was coming was something that our oblivious victim in the green mountain dew shirt was not going to enjoy terribly much. A cowardly assault I could handle, shit I’ve seen millions of them live and on the world wide. I pretty much have numbed myself to getting emotional about matters out of my control and to be honest there is just so much out there in cyberspace, much of it exponentially more horrifying then this but…..and yes there is a but….I do not claim to understand myself well enough to even try and figure out why some stories just take hold of my brain, to the point that i cannot move from my chair until my heart tells me that i have done everything possible to investigate and figure out why (mostly) this or that fucked up situation took place. i get so mad at some of these people and i feel so sad for these victims that my own internal justice center compels me to doggedly pursue every scrap of clue out there, looking under every rock, reading every thread, google data mining myself into oblivian, until my brain and heart sigh and i’ve somehow killed six hours and i’m fucking starving dying of thirst need to piss so bad…i’m drained…dead to the world bemoaning the fact that all my good intentions for a session of real productivity handling tasks often crucial to my survival on the planet, let alone my well being have been thrown out the fucking window yet again. I never have anything tangible to show for my efforts which is a shame because if i’m honest and not just tooting my own horn, i’m saying about myself, “the kids got talent”. there is no denying it, i’m smart, savvy, well educated and tenacious as a badger. you would probably be shocked if it i told you to what lengths i’ve gone to fully immerse myself in one of my quests to understand what basically boils down to the pig headed, evil nature of quite a large percentage of the population roaming the planet today, and every day before today. i learn some of the craziest shit in the strangest ways and it probably serves no purpose except between me and the victim, especially if they have died as a result of whatever it is i’ve latched onto, i feel this weird connection and i can’t stop myself from continuing whether my right shoulder is aching my fingers and feet are numb like they are right now or not, i can’t stop until i feel like the victim feels that i’ve done my duty to get to the bottom of whatever it is that caused them to be victimized and usually die. its respect and sadness and overwhelming empathy that drives me and its truly for the most part a personal thing. i do write this blog but nobody reads it and i really couldn’t give a shit for the most part, i’m just doing my part to keep striving, searching for answers to queries that will never be answered to my satisfaction. i get clues but true satisfaction never. i’m always in search of that story that the world has got all wrong, one where the perpetrator is the victim, one where my faith in humanity can somehow be restored a little. i can’t even define for myself what my quest even is so i’m definitely doomed. how can you find the answers you are looking for if you don’t even know what the question that you’re asking is? that’s a devastating thought to me it really is. but what am i supposed to? all i can do is resign myself to another long session of data mining until i have followed every thread, investigated every possible correlation among the minutia available at my fingertips. using a machine to try and understand what motivates a person its fucking retarded. its not good for me to dwell when i’m in this reflective, yearning, questioning mood, on nights exactly like tonight when the room is quiet except for the sounds of my fingers, the humming of the piece of shit tower i’m using, the sound of the rice cooker popping to signify that its done. my face is hot, my ears and cheeks are burning and i’m babbling. there is some point to this exercise if i could just figure out what it is and let the profound truth of it just release itself and in doing so release me from this chair i would be so grateful. when i wrote the post i’m editing right now (why by the way has been reblogged on this site should you choose to have me shut the fuck up and just get to the content you came here for) i was in a different mindset. if you are ever bored you should spend a day going through all my posts. there are unquestionably some brilliant things that i’ve written lurking in my archives. the truly special ones i reread in awe, never even remembering writing them and i get that sense of twitchy freaky hairs on my arms standing up sorta creepy (but not) feeling coursing through my head and my narcissism lulz take over and i know i am fated for something more then an ordinary existence. lol aren’t we all. for fuck’s sweet sake. killing me.
I tell you what, i’m not deleting this stuff but i’m going to do you all a favor and move my original content back up and this literary mumbo jumbo bullshit to the end and i’ll even warn you before you start reading it that you will end up cursing my name and muttering to yourself if you choose to continue past a certain point.
I’ll just do that now …hold on….
sometimes i feel i’ve got to run away i’ve got to get away
