alright folks,

i feel better already. that fucking cocksucker alfonso is already scrambling trying to find more ways and places to insult me. he's already tried to join the egroup and it has been brought to my attention that he has even found a place at lonestarmusic to continue with his nonsense. goddamn, alf, you must even be more pathetic than i could have even imagined. get a life please and quit feeding off of me. i doubt that's possible, though.

my friend beck pointed out this shit on lonestar and i saw another negative commentary on there from darah or something. i thought i'd let you all in on it because it seems to include you. here it goes:

"Scott Copeland is a raging alcoholic (his description) who's ego is much larger than any talent he might have. He has a small easily influenced fan base who allow him to demean them on a regular basis. Don't catch his live show if you have any respect for yourself or others. His "shock jock" approach is embarrassing to other artists in this genre who work hard and have earned the respect of their fans. His rantings on his website show a sick man who is enabled by those who are taken in by his pseudo intellectual tirades. It's a shame."

wow! that's impressive.

now, i know it may seem that i'm not handling criticism too well, but that is not the case at all. you should never get on a microphone or pen your own lyrics without being ready to face criticism. i am ready.........

the funny thing about the whole review by darah to me was that she gave me 3 stars out of five. i guess i'm not that big of a shame after all.

i thought while i was on this subject i would cast out my always dissenting opinion. first of all, i don't think i've ever called myself a "raging" alcoholic. i would just classify myself as a "social" alcoholic. that is someone who cannot be around other people without some form of medicinal alcohol. it's the only way i've found that i can handle you fucks. anyway, my doctor told me that i wasn't getting enough hops in my diet and to drink more beer. secondly, i still am not aware that i even have a fan base, much less an easily influenced one. somewhere along the way as more and more readers found my thoughts page, it seems that the purpose has been distorted and twisted and basically fucked up completely. i have invited all of you inside of my mind and that is definitely a dangerous thing to do. my original purpose was to give my views concerning certain issues which i felt like addressing and to more or less just get things off of my chest, and to of course talk about me. i thought that was legal in this country. if i have demeaned my easily influenced fan base then i hope that you all know it was in good clean fun. please lighten up or leave this site. it's really that simple. as far as never attending one of my live shows, you can all just continue what you have been doing because no one shows up anyway. i don't even know what darah is talking about when she says "shock jock", though. i somehow find it hard to believe that my approach is embarrassing to other artists in this genre, however. i have made more friends in this business than i ever made in the real world and have yet to be called an embarrassment. if anything, i get more pats on the back and thank you's from artists for speaking my mind and writing what i feel and for raising the bar lyrically. my favorite part of her review, however, was the part about "his rantings on his website show a sick man who is enabled by those who are taken in by his pseudo intellectual tirades." do they really show a sick man? i thought i was hiding it better than that. i have been diagnosed before as a paranoid schizophrenic with teret's syndrome, but i would hardly call that sick. that's cool though, darah. i applaud your well written and thought out review. now, go fuck yourself. i'm sure you're reading this now, further proving your point about my easily influenced fan base that i demean regularly. now leave. you will not have to be embarrassed for me again. i would hate that.

okay, what else?

i sincerely appreciate all of the emails that i received today concerning alfonso and my guestbook. it was motivational. several of you pointed out that i could have just deleted posts that i didn't like, but that wouldn't be any fun now would it? it would also be more work for me, which i'm sure by now you've all realized that i despise work. hence, the songwriter gig. i'm truly sorry that i've ruined some good fun for you guys, but i was deathly tired of the bullshit. i see the egroup has actually started some communication now and i guess it's all gonna work out in the end. maybe not, though. i haven't succeeded in pissing everyone off yet.

here is the way i see it. if you are a person with no sense of humor who has no desire to think or hear opinions other than your own, then i have no fucking use for you and i could care less if you buy my shit or read my thoughts or come to gigs that no one else goes to anyway. like i've said previously, i'm just excited to know that there are a few out there who do get me and know that most of the time i'm just kidding around and i'm really a caring and thoughtful person. i enjoy having a good time and i love to laugh. it just so happens that most of the time i'm laughing at my own jokes. oh well.

all rise, king bignoggan will address a question from the egroup.

"i believe the question had to do with what rock star would i have a mancrush on were i to be gay or something. i am offended that you silly girls think that i'm too homophobic to answer that question. i am totally in tune with my heterosexuality and i'm not embarrassed to say what men i find attractive. i've been thinking about rock stars and i can't seem to think of one right now though. however, i dig the shit out of alec baldwin. he's a bad ass looking man. oh wait, i know. i think eric clapton is a sexy motherfucker too and i would probably have sex with bob dylan if he insisted on it. only if he promised to spend the day with me, though and sign my guitar.

you may sit. the wise and honorable king bignoggan has spoken.


what else can i talk about today? oh yeah, i was gonna throw my two cents in on the rush limbaugh incident. okay, first off. fuck espn for hiring that fucking fat idiot in the first place. what the hell were they expecting from him, anyway? i seriously doubt they were interested in hearing knowledgable sports opinions from someone who has obviously never played anything. it was definitely all for shock value and ratings. and how dare chris berman, tom jackson, and steve young criticize him now after they all just sat there on their hands while that blowhard spewed out his manure. they should have had some balls then and said something on the air.

it is no secret that i despise rush limbaugh. i always have. every six months i write down my top five most hated people in the universe and he has been on the list for the past ten years anywhere from first to fourth.
talk about your egomaniacs, jesus christ. i'm not even in his league.

i thought i'd quote some of rush limbaugh's blatent hypocrisy from al franken's book "Rush Limbaugh is a Big Fat Idiot". here is some of rush's bullshit:

"the poor in this country are the biggest piglets at the mother pig and her nipples. the poor feed off the largesse of this government and give nothing back. we need to stop giving them coupons where they can go buy all kinds of junk. we just don't have the money. they're taking out, they put nothing in. and i'm sick and tired of playing the one phony game i've had to play and that is this so-called compassion for the poor. i don't have compassion for the poor."

that is a direct quote from rush, himself. now, you may find it all surprising that rush has himself fed off the mother pig before that is the government, in the form of unemployment and fattened up his already obese self. i didn't find it surprising at all. anyway, here is a quote from his radio show concerning his unemployment in 1995.

"well, i was without income once when i was married and my wife made me go and file for unemployment and it was the most gut-wrenching thing i've ever done. i had a bunch of expenses i couldn't meet. i had one credit card and i couldn't pay my mastercard bill because it came at a time of the month when the rent was due...........
i had a cash flow problem and grocery stores then didn't take credit cards-----i literally, for a couple of years, was going to snack food kinds of places, that did take credit cards, and buying junk, potato chips and so forth. i was able to afford shelter, but that was it. i wasn't able to afford upkeep on the shelter. if it weren't for the fact that i had a friend whose boys would mow my yard, then i would have had weeds instead of a yard. the air conditioner broke down and i couldn't get it fixed. roof, paint, and all that. and i eventually had to sell it and lost money in the process, because, of course, the place had turned into a ramshackle old shack".

how fucking sad is that? can't even mow his own goddamn yard.
in the meantime, rush ballooned up to 340 lbs. despite not being able to buy groceries. somewhat of a minor miracle you might think. what a fucking disgrace and a hypocrite! if you hate rush as much as i do, which i seriously doubt, i recommend this book. al franken is hysterical and unlike rush, intelligent.

well peeps, thanks for reading again. i'm really excited about getting back to what this site was supposed to be about and speaking my mind. it's really just a form of therapy for me and i'm glad that a few of you out there enjoy it. i would be amazed if everyone did seeing how i hate people so much. i'm going for that "people who hate people" market. yeah, the anti-marketing market. that's it.

thanks again for everyone's support. i sincerely appreciate it.
you have given me some new found inspiration and i'm looking forward to the rest of the year.

stay cool 4ever,

scott