So, there’s this idiot in chat — writerinindia. He’s…a very special sort of idiot. For the past few years, he’s been coming to the room [R:1, and AvC before that] complaining that the Indian government is harassing him for writing, demanding that he not write, and making it so that he can’t [by keeping him too poor to do anything but stay in cheap hotels and get online at an internet cafe every night].

So, he’s a special sort of crazy. And he’s obsessed with me — and the kidney racket he thinks I run. He seems to think that Gremlin is the doctor I’ve hired to harvest the kidneys. And that my house is made out of lino-eum. Or something.

He sometimes comes in under other names — pretending to be an IAS agent, or a rich woman.

The other day, he came in under one of his newer names, trying to talk to me as if he wasn’t easily identifiable, asking me about some case or something, and some note.

And that note is what I’m going to share with you, without further comment. Because, really, it needs nothing else.

Update: did I mention the video? Well, the ‘video’ has been, um, ‘posted’. Except it’s no longer a video.

Update 2. I figure, since these were both based on source images that obviously aren’t writerinidia’s, I should probably give credit. The burned paper is found here [or possibly here, swiped from this tutorial]. The ‘nephrologist’ is taken from here [from this blog post]. I know, it’s rude to link to things like that, but…better than not giving credit at all, right?