It's been three years since my dog died. Which means three years since "Jesse" died. And nearly three since Janna St. James Priggie's scam was exposed. I should be clearer and point out that the scam she pulled on ME was exposed. The earlier scams, the one she pulled on the Fogelberg message board folks (not to mention what she did to Anastasia), and the ones she pulled even earlier than that, she was exposed by her victims, too. Luckily for her, though, up till she pwned me, her victims tried simple confrontation, involving various members of her family over the years, and exposure on a small scale, within their group. Clearly didn't work, wouldn't you say? Her entire immediate family knows what she does, has been doing, for decades now. Decades. I'll bet even my lawsuit hasn't made her put the bullshit brakes on.
This crazy lady has been doing this shit to people for AT LEAST THIRTY YEARS. Let that sink in a minute. Janna Saint James has been pretending to know/date people in bands since the birth of disco. What was happening three decades ago? The biggest band in the world was the fucking Bee Gees, and probably the biggest movie star was John Travolta. Ironically, Ted Bundy had finally been captured in Florida. It was Jimmy Carter's first year in the White House. The Sex Pistols were touring. Queen Noor of Jordan had just become Queen Noor of Jordan. Bebe Buell hadn't birthed Liv Tyler. Steve Perry hadn't even joined Journey yet, people! They were still doing nuclear testing in Nevada. Probably many of you reading this hadn't even been born at this point. The internet hadn't even been invented.
Point being, that was a long time ago. Long time. And for all I know, she's been doing it for even longer than that. If she was, I'm sure I'll be hearing from more victims eventually. She didn't need the internet to screw with people's heads - she used baldfaced lies face-to-face with people, forged letters, but the same basic underlying bullshit: mental illness, addictions, firemen, horses, blahdeblah. But the internet, well now, it's so much easier for Janna to pretend to be someone else, in fact, not only someone else, but someone elseS, many many people all at once, and to more than one targeted victim at a time. I'm also not stupid enough to think that she stopped after I popped her Jesse bubble, so no doubt there have been more after me, and although I wish it were otherwise, I'm sure I'll be hearing from them too, eventually.
So, for any browsers that are curious if the person they met online is real, google Munchausen's by Internet and see if that cancer-riddled, bipolar, abuse victim whose gentle soul always seems to rise above their life's challenges exhibits any of the listed traits. Do they flip out when you even vaguely suggest that they might not be everything they say they are? Do they put you on the defensive for even daring to think such a thing?
Look for the red flags, folks. Yes, that person might be the light of your life, you might eventually hook up in the real world, and you will be everything and more to each other. But that person also might be Janna Hopper St. James Saint James Priggie, an obese lunatic senior citizen who is a career emotional vampire who has found her ultimate weapon, the internet, and is wallowing in it like the depraved pig she is.
I think about my beloved dog, who, in the twilight of his years, was deprived of my attention because Janna played her headfuck with me. I will have to live with that guilt always, that I didn't give my pup that extra scritch because I was talking "Jesse" down from one of his many bipolar freakouts. It seems like a small thing, but it's not. I've talked about the squandering of time before, and I cannot stress enough: YOU WILL NOT GET THAT TIME BACK. EVER. So make sure it's worth it. At least make sure this person really truly exists. It may seem embarrassing to have to ask, but in this day and age, would you have sex with someone in the real world without seeing a current HIV test in the negative? Why give someone your valuable time, a chunk of your life, without some sort of hard proof that they really are who they say they are?
Oh, and I'm still doing fine. Thanks for asking.
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6 comments:
"The internet hadn't even been invented."
Actually the internet was invented in the 1960s as a way for scientists to communicate through computers and share computer data. It didn't become available to the general public until the late 80s.
~~At least that's what all of my computer/internet professors have nailed into my head~~
Oh for garsh's sake. I thought Al Gore invented the internet! Kidding. But seriously, it still stands to reason that Janna wouldn't have had access to a computer way back there in the early 80s. Computers have made her way dangerous, though. Her audience is endless, and it's harder to stop her lies.
You know, you really sound you're as fucked up in the head as this woman is.
Seriously, Miss Bonhomme, you really should move on.
You enjoyed the fantasy she gave you as much as she enjoyed dishing it out.
A lawsuit is a very expensive way to heal your ego.
Anonymous from Jenkintown, PA: Opinions are like assholes. And sometimes they intertwine. Thanks for your opinion, asshole.
Hi P, Not sure why people have to be so nasty. I, for one, really appreciate your blog and all this info. I am somewhat naive and sure I could fall for these kind of lies. I also have a son. I have been trying to impress upon him that all the people on the internet may not be who they seem. I have told him about your story and really hope it sinks in.
I really think Janna is a sociopath. As I wrote yesterday, I hope you win your case. It floors me that her family knows she does this shit and they stick with her....if that is what is happening. Denial sure is thick.
Take care,
Sue
Sue: People have to be nasty because they can. Even nice people can turn into monsters on the internet. So what does it do to someone who is already a monster? They turn into Janna.
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