News Flash! - My Son Worked for Balloon Boy's Dad!
Rev. Ivan Stang
work in L.A., before he became a director, he worked for Richard
Heene, the father of Balloon Boy Falcon Heene.
Heene is more fucked up than any of the news reports have even HINTED
at, and he already looks pretty desperate in the media.
My son wrote up his experiences with the guy -- he worked in their dog-
piss-smelling, unthinkably messy house, when the wife was pregnant
with Balloon Boy. I am awaiting permission from the lad to reprint his
testimony here. I remember him telling me about this nut, and it
worried me because I feared he might end up with a film career like
mine, working for people so crazy that nobody else would work for them
(and I stopped doing so in the 90s). Heene is a CLASSIC case of a
dumbass with delusions of grandeur, something we see a lot of right
here on alt.slack.
At the time my son worked for him, Heene's business was supposed to be
a post house cutting reels for aspiring actors. It wasn't really; it
was just a fucked-up poebucker madhouse.
I sure hope the boy grants me permission so that I don't have to
clumsily reword everything he told me!
NeuroManson
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Sounds like he (Heene) got attention for being a kook, and goofed up
attempting to expand his 15 minutes.
RevNickie
I already was that ANYONE would fall for this bullshit for ONE FUCKING
SECOND. That guy should totally go to jail. Neil Hamburger has some
very funny things to say about it on Twitter.
-RevNickie
SusietheFloozie
They serve hamburgers on twitter? Well, fuck YEAH! Gimme some of this
technology, then!
NeuroManson
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I was severely disappointed when it turned out they didn't have those
instant rehydrators in Back to the Future II, where you put in a cookie
sized pizza and get a full sized pizza in seconds.
Rev. Ivan Stang
He granted it! I have slightly censored it.
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From: Son of Stang
Whoa! I was doing my regular skimming of Gizmodo headlines (while
rendering video) and came across this crazy story about a kid who
floated away in a homemade flying saucer. Curiosity got the best of me
and I read it. Turns out to be a long and dramatic REALLY whacky
story... and the pivotal character is my OLD BOSS–the first guy I
worked for here in LA!
Here's the link: <http://gizmodo.com/5382627/boy-flies-away-
uncontrollably-in-homemade-flying-saucer>http://gizmodo.com/5382627/
boy-flies-away-uncontrollably-in-homemade-flying-saucer
...and the ensuing poll: <http://gizmodo.com/5382866/who-should-we-
blame-for-the-anticlimactic-balloon-boy-saga>http://gizmodo.com/
5382866/who-should-we-blame-for-the-anticlimactic-balloon-boy-saga
The article and videos are amazing and sum him up pretty well, and I'm
sure many of you remember bits about Richard when I spoke of him, but
I'm going to indulge myself for my own records here and recount my
experience with him briefly. Read on if you're interested, or feel
free to ignore...
Just before ((former employer, a commercial director's agency)), and
after months of searching for a job in 2002 when I first moved to LA,
I wound up at a desperate position at My You Me Productions–that's a
nonsensical play on his Japanese wife's name, Mayumi; he thought it
was genius. He thought HE was genius. He hired me and two of the
dumbest cute girls I've ever met (blonde jokes don't begin to scratch
the surface of the true stories I frequently retell about these
bimbos). He always spoke at the top of his lungs as though the
building was on fire, he had super serious diabetes, and he slept all
day long while his wife and I did the work. The establishment, by the
way, purported to be a post house that cut reels for actors, but he
had BIG aspirations. His wife Mayumi, was pregnant with their second
kid when I worked there and she barely spoke a lick of English. She
was sweet and competent, but was constantly yelled at and berated by
Richard, and I mean yelled at and berated. He would accuse her of not
working and then proceed to take a nap, insisting that he was
brainstorming multi-million dollar ideas like his groundbreaking TV
show about what can be made from cardboard boxes or his book of hidden
camera photography to expose the fact that people pick their noses in
traffic. He once showed me a self help video for penis enlargement
which involves tying progressively heavier weights to your member and
swinging them back and forth. I SAW the video. The office was a sick
mess and looked like the ((censored))'s living room. He had a
senescent dog that pissed everywhere it went, and the smell of the
office did little to hide it. Much of my time was spent vacuuming up
his ailing dog's urine. The paychecks always bounced for the two girls–
whoever deposited first got paid and I always did it on the way home
on payday, whereas they waited a week or so, and of course they were
the ones living paycheck to paycheck. At least he gave them the single
parking space at the building, useful for when their broken down cars
weren't doubling as smoke machines. I wish I had recordings of this
guy's rambling insanity, but all I have left are the above memories...
at least now I have these fantastic news stories (and apparently their
episode of Wife Swap if I can track it down)
CHUCKkey
Rev. Ivan Stang
> That guy sounds like all he's missing is a Subgenius ordainment.
He sounds more to me like potential competition for Bob Dean.
RastaBillyBob
>
> Heene is more fucked up than any of the news reports have even HINTED
> at, and he already looks pretty desperate in the media.
>
Still, the balloon flew a long way, and people thought it COULD have
contained a little boy. That trumps all my balloon experiments. This
aspect, I believe, warrants further study. Let Kooknut fry in his own
hell; a balloon like that could be fun! I want the specs!
Teeters LeVerge
> Heene is more fucked up than any of the news reports have even HINTED
> at, and he already looks pretty desperate in the media.
Whoa! That is pretty interesting. Your son's story really hit a nerve.
His description of that guy, the office, his delusions, the way he
interacted with others, etc really reminds me of too many people I
have known, worked for or met. LA is really full of Kooks (one reason
why I like it there), hell all of California is full of them. But this
type of guy is all too familiar. And the funny thing is that they seem
a bit strange on the outside but one can usually tolerate it in very
small doses but once you get to know them they are totally, completely
INSANE. You can have a "conversation" with them if you try but once
they start to get into the swing of it and forget to hold what little
control they have over themselves, THEN the insanity comes out and
they are genuinely surprised when you tell them that their art, film,
thoughts, ideas etc are NOT that good. That is if you can get a word
in edgewise. These people really live in their own enclosed world BUT
they do seem to be able to attract and dominate others. That is the
creepy thing. I would see this absolutely weirded out old guy in
Colorado who thought himself a great genius immortal poet and his
AMAZINGLY hot 20 year old girlfriend. No problem there. But once I
finally got to talk to the guy and read his "work" I almost shit my
pants it was so bad that it couldn't even be good/bad. It simply
sucked and he had this young woman wrapped around his finger CONVINCED
that she was honored (her word) that he would take her under his wing.
SHE paid all the bills, she had all the money and he STANK, he really
smelled horrible. And I don't think he was consciously using her, he
just really thought that he was The Best Poet alive.
I hope when I am his age I can live in that delusion and have the hot
chicks that pay my bills...and I guess not shower if I don't want to.
This balloon boy guy absolutely pulled that stunt to get attention.
And I am sure some other wacko out there will see him as genius and
push some work his way and just confirm his delusions.
CHUCKkey
> Whoa! That is pretty interesting. Your son's story really hit a nerve.
> His description of that guy, the office, his delusions, the way he
> interacted with others, etc really reminds me of too many people I
> have known, worked for or met.
I work for two of them right now.
XODDI
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You don't BUY a flying saucer-shaped balloon without the intention to hoax
SOMEONE.
If it were for SCIENCE, it wouldn't matter what shape it was.
I think the guy has a horrible temper and that wife looks awfully beaten
down.
Zapanaz
One notable difference is Balloon Dad's balloon actually worked.
And got attention.
--
Zapanaz
International Satanic Conspiracy
Customer Support Specialist
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A priest, minister and rabbi were walking by the forest, talking about
who does their job the best. The minister had an idea. "Let's go into
the forest, find a bear, and convert him. Whosever bear is strongest
in faith will win"
So they each set off into the woods. later, they met up.
The priest said "i found a bear next to the river trying to catch
fish. I told him that ifhe trusted in god, anything's possible. So i
stepped in the river, prayed, and caught a fish. he was so amazed he
let me baptize him instantly"
The minister said "Well, my bear snuck up on me and tried to eat me.
But i said a few lines from the bible and the bear became intrigued
and asked to learn how to read. I taught him a few basics and he had
the entire new testament memorised."
Then they both turned to the Rabbi. He was in a full body cast, an
artificial heart and was in a wheelchair. He said "Maybe i shouldn't
have started with the circumcision"
:: Currently listening to Drawn to the Rhythm, 1991, by Sarah McLachlan, from "The Celtic Circle 2"
Zapanaz
I've always thought that all you have to do is -act- like you're "in
command" and people will just automatically line up to march for you.
I think people are eager to find somebody who looks like they know
what they're doing to follow.
--
Zapanaz
International Satanic Conspiracy
Customer Support Specialist
http://joecosby.com/
Truth lurks always just out of your field of vision; with a baseball
bat cocked.
Teeters LeVerge
> I've always thought that all you have to do is -act- like you're "in
> command" and people will just automatically line up to march for you.
>
> I think people are eager to find somebody who looks like they know
> what they're doing to follow.
>
> --
> Zapanaz
> International Satanic Conspiracy
> Customer Support Specialisthttp://joecosby.com/
> Truth lurks always just out of your field of vision; with a baseball
> bat cocked.
>
> :: Currently listening to Drawn to the Rhythm, 1991, by Sarah McLachlan, from "The Celtic Circle 2"
That is absolutely true. However most of the time the ones in
"command" have at least a shred of sanity to them. People naturally
want to follow to a degree because it allays their fears and allows
them to think less so that they can spend more time goofing off. But
it is interesting how these nutcases, Jim Jones, The Greatest Poet in
the World, Balloon Dad, etc. are able to attract and then command all
these seemingly normal folks. I know that sometimes these seemingly
normal folks have a lot of issues, other times we are forced into the
situation by having to work for these wackos (oh God! Terrible
flashbacks!). It appears to me that a lot of us LIKE, enjoy, get a
kick out of some of these wackos. Hell, they can be fun to listen to
and watch as they fumble around life. But also because most people
have painfully boring lives and they CRAVE some sort of excitement,
the illusion that they actually are part of something greater, which
they FAIL to see just by looking out the window and SEEING how
mysterious and intense just being alive is. So, I believe that a lot
of people gravitate toward these sorts because their delusions of
grandeur create an aura about them that people take to be real. I
mean, if you are convinced of something or try to convince yourself of
something that is probably not true and broadcast that and are
confident in it, then people will be "wow! that guy is really on the
ball." A great example of it is the dickweed schmuck sort of architect
type of guy, who has read a few good books and has had a few
enlightening experiences that most of the other people at the party,
bar, funeral etc, haven't had and he can start proclaiming bullshit,
people see the hint of some possible truth in it and all of a sudden
that guy is some sort of genius, or mystic or just "really deep, man".
BUT he can be a total nutcase and people will ALLOW him those
eccentricities and often admire him for it because: HE IS NOT LIKE THE
REST OF US (the sheep that is). Goddamn, a crazy insane nutjob sheep
may be different than all the rest but that doesn't make them any
better or filled with wisdom. We tend to forget that people generally
place the rest of the world in two groups, The Sane and the Insane.
And who the hell knows what people really think is sane or insane.
Some folks can look at a subgenius (well that might not be a good
example) and immediately say that he/she/it is insane but they worship
a totally nuts televangelist and take what he says hook, line and
sinker...and this fellow would never think he was a follower or a
sucker. He'd think that he has a good grasp on what is sane and
insane. The fucked up thing about people is that At The Same Time they
can be so very very simple and be totally complicated. I have had way
too much experience with people to see it any other way. When I try to
simplify: X does Y because of Z then I fall into the trap of doing
that myself. Sure, a lot of times it is that simple but when it comes
to the intrinsic INSANITY of being human I don't take too many
chances.
SusietheFloozie
The words of his fine SubGenius son Ydnax:
>I wish I had recordings of this
> guy's rambling insanity, but all I have left are the above memories...
> at least now I have these fantastic news stories (and apparently their
> episode of Wife Swap if I can track it down)
I finally saw it on CNN this afternoon at the laundromat--what dynamic
parenting in action. I'm so lucky I avoid all this inflated "news"
they contrive up--but as soon as I saw the alleged "father," he was
pegged.
That's exactly the kind of haircut that loudly proclaims to the world,
"BOY, am *I* ever a COLOSSAL DOUCHE!!!"
I cannot WAIT to avoid this story. Thanks for the inside skinny,
Stanky. Feh.
XODDI
"Teeters LeVerge" <teeters...@gmail.com> wrote in message
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On Oct 16, 4:46 pm, Zapanaz <http://joecosby.com/code/mail.pl?
f...@mindspring.com> wrote:
> On Fri, 16 Oct 2009 11:58:53 -0700 (PDT), Teeters LeVerge
> I've always thought that all you have to do is -act- like you're "in
> command" and people will just automatically line up to march for you.
>
> I think people are eager to find somebody who looks like they know
> what they're doing to follow.
>
> --
> Zapanaz
> International Satanic Conspiracy
> Customer Support Specialisthttp://joecosby.com/
> Truth lurks always just out of your field of vision; with a baseball
> bat cocked.
>
> :: Currently listening to Drawn to the Rhythm, 1991, by Sarah McLachlan,
> from "The Celtic Circle 2"
>That is absolutely true. However most of the time the ones in
>"command" have at least a shred of sanity to them. People naturally
>want to follow to a degree because it allays their fears and allows
>them to think less so that they can spend more time goofing off.
(snip)
It all ends up in a makeshift sweat lodge, anyway.