Bon’s bonne

bound bownd, n. a limit: (in pl.) the limit of that which is reasonable or permitted: (in pl.) a borderland, land generally within certain understood limits, the district.—-v.t. to set bounds to: to limit, restrain, or surround. —-n. bound’ary a limit: a border: termination. —-adjs. bound’ed restricted, cramped; bound’less having no limit; vast. —-out of bounds not to be visited, entered, etc.: in such a prohibited place. [O. Fr. bonne—L.L. bodina.]


Pr. 23: 9 Do not speak to a fool, for he will scorn the wisdom of your words.

One thing about fools, as I understand Scripture to define them: they know no boundaries—-Einstein said something once about foolishness (or human stupidity) being more vast than the universe, for even it has a limit.

I am here, much against the counsel of Solomon, speaking to a fool. I am speaking about boundaries, of which you seem to have none. You certainly don’t respect them in others. I am probably speaking what you hear as gibberish.

If you’ve ever read The Magician’s Nephew, from C.S. Lewis’s Chronicles of Narnia, you might recognize the image: the creator and destroyer of worlds, Aslan, speaks to Uncle Andrew, the self-styled prophet, a self-perceived Nietzschean “superman” who cannot be bothered with ordinary ethical boundaries. And Andrew convinces himself that all he hears is what he wants to hear—roaring, growling. He hears nothing intelligible to him in his delusion, in his little world where he sets up untruths as truths. Yet for all that, Aslan still speaks, for those who have ears to hear.

So, following in his heavy paw prints, will I.

I will, I’m afraid, learn soon enough whether you hear anything I say beyond your own self-satisfying interpretation, beyond your self-created delusion.

I have set boundaries. A boundary is a limit, a mark in the proverbial sand, beyond which it is not permitted, beyond which it is unreasonable to tread. To attempt such is to go out of bounds. And Andreas,

you are out of bounds.

God speaks specifically about moving boundary stones, especially in the works of the prophets and the wisdom literature. Jesus himself lambastes those who cross boundaries, who smugly and self-assuredly tread where they are forbidden.

Examples of crossed boundaries:

  • setting up idols in the temple
  • saving treasure for oneself that God has earmarked for himself alone
  • moving property lines (called “boundary stones”) in one’s own favor, but to the loss of the disadvantaged
  • speaking for God as a prophet with prophecies that either contradict scripture or fail to come to pass

In each of these cases, God cries out woe to the offender. In most, the penalty is death.

God doesn’t take boundary crossing lightly.

Now I’m not God, but I don’t take it lightly, either. I have specifically told you

  • you are blocked from IMing me,
  • your email is marked as spam,
  • and–to quote—“I do not know what confusion is taking over your mind, but I will have nothing to do with it. Please refrain from communicating with me further. This is madness.”

Perhaps the last request was unclear.

To rectify—I have set a boundary. Leave me alone. It is unreasonable of you to cross this line. Do not try to IM, email, or otherwise contact me. Do not post to my blog. I don’t care how many times you post a one-sentence comment, I will still mark it as spam and block you.

You claim to love me, and perhaps you think in your delusion that this incessant communication, this constant barrage of comments, this endless disrespect of my boundaries, is some display of love.

You show me no love; you only show me that you are psychotic and dangerous to yourself and those around you. Sane people, wise people—godly people—in contrast to fools, have boundaries. They respect the boundaries set by others. If you have any shred of you left other than the disrespectful boundaryless selfish harasser who has stalked and haunted me these past months, show me you know how to respect somebody’s wishes, that you understand the meaning of boundaries.

Do not, in any fashion conceivable or remotely possible, ever attempt to contact me again.



6 thoughts on “Bon’s bonne

  1. I recall Dr. McClelland once noting in class how a hallmark of insanity is predictability—doing the same thing over and over again, even though it doesn’t work.

    I have been confirmed in calling one who once stunned, then amused, now infuriates me insane and foolish. Even after I directly order him not in any fashion conceivable to contact me, I receive 3 additional comments to this very post.

    If anyone out there has any ideas as to how I can keep a Norwegian philosophy student who has lost his sanity from harassing me via this blog, feel free to offer suggestions here by way of comments.

  2. Take it to his academic superiors? Find out what Norwegian law has to say about online harassment? Block his IP address from commenting? This is a crappy situation for you, and if there’s any way of stopping him through legal means I’d recommend it; obviously the international aspect makes things a bit more complicated, but it’s still worth looking into since if he’s this fixated on you, all the technical fixes in the world may do no good. Whatever you end up deciding to do, I hope this situation works out okay for you.

  3. Update: I’ve learned how to blacklist on WordPress. We’ll see how it goes. If it wasn’t so invasive and disrespectful, this series of emails & comments would be downright funny. But Andreas has long since passed the ironic and amusing into the freaky.

    Thanks, Candice, for your insights. If blacklisting doesn’t work (seeing as I still see the constant barrage, even though you all don’t, since I mark each comment as spam), I’ll look into filing a complaint via WordPress management.

    Oh, and so anyone who is concerned knows: I blacklisted all known URLs, email addresses, and relevant IPs. Did I miss anything?

  4. You’re welcome. I just wish I had more practical knowledge to help you out here.

    Speaking of addresses, do you think you could e-mail me with yours? I have some stuff I need to send you.

  5. Ooh, just noticed. Andrew; Andreas. Coincidence? I THINK NOT!

    Okay, that was a completely pointless observation, but I hope you found it amusing anyway.

  6. Good luck, Bon.

    If this kook is serious, I would highly suggest consulting with either a lawyer or law enforcement oficer.

    If he doesn’t stop, I believe it could be construed as ‘stalking’.

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