The Path to Infamy

Rewriting all those poems knocked the wind out of me when I recalled how they were stolen from me and broadcast on television. I worked very hard on some of them. At the time I thought that poems might escape the interest of script stealing television stars like Tina Fey. Since her show had never broadcast a poem in its whole forty year history up to then, I thought that any attempt to steal my poems and use them on TV would be immediately noticed. Don't TV viewers feel a little stupid about this? I mean, couldn't they see that my poems were being stolen right in front of their eyes? If we're this vulnerable to the most obvious lies, how can any of us have hope? Why do you think Tina and the others stole my poems? Do you think they did it for money? They could have simply kept stealing my scripts for that. No, they stole my poems for one reason alone: my poems belong to me. My poems must have a profound impact on the characters they criticize. The public pressure on them became so intense that they risked their careers, engaging in transparent fraud, in order to lie to the world about their ownership of my work and deflect its impact back onto me. This flimsy tactic kept them going for as long as I stayed offline, but it was doomed to fail from the outset. As I have been saying throughout this account, when I erased my first online accounts, it was to escape the horrible pressure put on me by evil forces like Dateline NBC, which I did not yet know about or understand. I was determined to forget the whole miserable experience of sharing my work and to never go online again. But if one forgets the past, one is doomed to repeat it. In my defense, it's hard to believe in yourself when the only voice that tells you you're great comes from your own head. Just like now, I had no views on my web pages to tell me I was popular. I didn't feel secure with my online accusations against popular stars with no views on my web pages and no physical evidence of fan support. I had to find out I was popular by hearing my songs on the radio after I erased them and by seeing my dialogues acted out on TV after I erased them. Unfortunately, by that time I had lost most of my memory of the year 2007 and didn't recognize my own work. My memory of 2007 has been painfully reconstructed from scratch over the last four years as a by-product of reconstructing from scratch the material I shared in that year. I did not reconstruct this work consciously but through my subconscious, which apparently remembers everything.
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