We all have our crosses to bear. Joe Ondris, whom I consider to be a despicable scumbag of a human being, is mine. Ondris fancies himself as the Outlaws number one fan, supporter, friend, and defender of Hughie Thomasson’s legacy. In my view, he is a number one fan in the vein of Annie Wilkes, the crazy character played by Kathy Bates in the movie Misery. No, he has not kidnapped anyone, or committed any acts of violence of which I am aware, but you get my drift. Ondris reminds me of an evil character from a scary Stephen King novel.
As a result of my recent complaints to Facebook notifying them that Ondris is infringing my copyrights by posting my copyrighted photos on Facebook without my permission, Ondris has said some nasty things about me on Facebook, in messages to me, and who knows where else. I want to set the record straight and say that none of it is true. In my opinion, very little of what Joe Ondris says about anything is true. He must wear fire retardant pants.
Ondris’s apparent modus operandi is to just make stuff up, or take a statement or phrase, or part of a statement or phrase and twist it out of context until it bears no resemblance to its original meaning. He seems to enjoy nothing better than to engage in endless bitter argument and sending a barrage of juvenile, hateful, and offensive emails, while threatening to sue half the Western Hemisphere. Oddly, he does all this while accusing me of being a liar and of harassing him and his friends.
Despite all this, Ondris seems to admire my photography. He uses it at every opportunity. I really should be flattered. Too bad he never asks for permission or sends payment. In my view, he is no better than a common thief. Well, not common. He is uncommonly obnoxious.
Usually, the best way to deal with Ondris is to ignore him. To quote a line from the movie, War Games, “The only way to win the game is not to play.” But every once in a while it is good for someone to stand up to a bully. That is what I intend to do. I will expose the fact that the emperor has no clothes – and he’s fat and ugly to boot. (In fairness, I am fat and ugly too. That is why I take the pictures rather than pose for them.)
I don’t want to clutter up my blog with more on this topic. Most of you who have encountered Ondris already know exactly what I am talking about. For those who are interested in reading a lengthy statement that contains details of my history with Ondris, and more about copyright law than you probably want to know, click HERE to download a document in PDF format.
In conclusion, take anything you hear from Joe Ondris with a large grain of salt, and remember that too much salt is bad for you.