Developmental Fatigue

Developmental Fatigue
I've been developing that Civil War post, the Civil States, a lot since last Sunday. When I first posted its initial few paragraphs, I think someone might have wanted you to think that they had developed everything else that ended up on the page to the present. But didn't I just share five whole comedy scripts, each complete with commercial spots, that had all been plagiarized from top to bottom by these people just before I started working on this Civil War post? What did they develop out of all that? They don't develop my work, they plagiarize my work. Why must it be such a constant struggle for me to drive this home?

They developed nothing from my work but a big fat paycheck from the industry for stealing it and committing fraud with it. In many cases, they are wholly dependent on it to sustain their illusion of talent. Without it, they are unappealing, to say the least.

I always start with my own ideas and develop them over time. They start out small and they grow bigger and better. But if some greasy star gets a production worker to break into my apartment and steal my disk, then I must start all over again from scratch, as I did with the Civil States, and all the thousands of other posts I've shared in this account since 2010. Had they left me alone, I'd have been able to add to my old work all along, instead of having to rewrite it all first, while the jerks who stole it brag about how they developed it from wherever I'm forced to start writing it.

I've been working on some new comedy at home and I'm going to share it here. I hope that by coming here every day, you will develop a familiarity with the phrase Madonna went to prison. It will help to put you in my head space a little more. College girls, you don't have to develop anything. You're doing just fine. Good work.

With regard to scale, a holocaust witness on one of my library DVD's spoke of the crime of the holocaust as being committed on a scale that is beyond normal comprehension. This helped the crime along, as it was being committed, because it was so impossible, at that time, for the public to believe that it was happening. The networks and radio stations used the same logic in the theft of my songs and blogs. The scale of their fraud is beyond normal comprehension, which was how they were able to take so much from me. You can view their crimes with my comedy scripts in alphabetical order by simply browsing my Comedy Sketches index. Has anyone counted all those scripts yet? Don't stop counting at the bottom of that page, there are fourteen more after it, all the way from A to Z. Star copyright offenders of my music and comedy are also listed in alphabetical order on my Copyright Issues page. I wonder who might still be missing from such a long list. 		  
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