Anonymous ID: b23cd7 Dec. 18, 2023, 1:56 p.m. No.20095480   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>5489 >>5543 >>5584 >>5623 >>6009

>>20095421

>Dough

MISSED NOTABLE FROM LAST BREAD

Loomer and Santos expose a fake news 'journalist' and Baker decides it's not notable despite 3 anons deeming it notable and not to mention, it clearly is.

Probably moar notable than the Desanctus Boots notable that baker added.

 

Reposting missed notable from last bread

>>20094677 op notable

>>20094694 notable call

>>20095229 seconded

 

>>20093957 pb

 

>How can you pay

 

>@JSweetLI

 

> to write stories about George Santos

 

>@MrSantosNY

 

> when she is sleeping with his Director of Operations

 

>@VishBurra

 

>?

 

>She also posts porn on “nude p***y . Com” and has porn all over her Only Fans.

 

>Isn’t having sex with someone to get a story what you call unethical journalism?

 

>Are you running a Prostitution ring out of your news rooms?

 

Spicy

 

Laura Loomer

 

@LauraLoomer

 

5h

 

Speaking of SCOOPS Jacqueline @jsweetLI

 

I see in your bio you like to take credit for your stories “exposing” George Santos @MrSantosNY.

 

Does your boss over at @politico @MotherJones and @BusinessInsider know that while you were writing these stories and pretending to be anti-George Santos, you were also having sex with and dating Congressman Santos’s Director of Operations @VishBurra?

 

PS: Why are you defending Aidan for his sex tape inside the US Senate? Is it because you also have an OnlyFans under the name “LaVitaDolce9”?

 

And if this is your only fans, why is a so called professional investigative journalist spreading her p*ssy on camera and posting it online?

 

Is this your account on the website “nude pussy” under the “meet and fuck” section?

 

Just want to ask you for comment for this very spicy scoop since you enjoy monitoring my scoops so much.

 

Should I call you Jacqueline, or Dolce when I publish?

 

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Dec 18, 2023 · 1:01 PM UTC

Anonymous ID: b23cd7 Dec. 18, 2023, 2:03 p.m. No.20095509   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>5531 >>5543 >>5623

>>20095489

>…Now spend the rest of the bread bitching about it.

ok

 

well maybe just a couple of posts.

I'm afraid anon had it right last bread

>>20095388 lb

>The baker isn't doing the muh "board is comped" (tm) narrative any favors

 

PB below

Reason for not including anon called notables?

the feelz

 

>>20095239 Bakers feelz tired of Loomer posts

>…No. Tired of seeing ms. Loomers' tweet/X posts, after busting open 1 'story'. Attention whoring levels rising.

 

>>20095311 baker feelz it's a 'distraction'

>…Nothing to do with 'feelz'. It's another distraction "Oh here, look at the porno, durrr".

Clearly, not a distractin. When the enemy of the people get exposed, it's clearly notable regardless of whether it's done by Laura Loomer, Gateway Pundit, or whoever

Anonymous ID: b23cd7 Dec. 18, 2023, 2:21 p.m. No.20095567   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>5592

>>20095531

I'm not the baker anon. I think you're a tad confused.

I seconded the other anon's posts,

The baker wouldn't notable it, even though it was notable.

 

I hear ya on the Loomer and GP sauce. Appreciate the discernment.

Anonymous ID: b23cd7 Dec. 18, 2023, 2:25 p.m. No.20095584   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>5623 >>6009

>>20095480

>>20095543

Sweet the "Fitness Expert"

 

>https://avenuemagazine.com/best-hamptons-fitness-experts-personal-trainers/

 

6 Fitness Experts Who are Shaking Up the Hamptons

Sweat equity

By Nancy Kane

Photography by Landon Nordeman

July 28, 2020

 

The wide-open spaces of the Hamptons are perfect for socially distanced personal training. Forget lifting weights in a cramped gym and let these local fitness experts bring the workout to you.

 

JAQUELINE SWEET

A personal trainer and CrossFit enthusiast, Sweet believes that with dedication, anything is possible.

 

True Confession: “I’m a triathlete and runner who drinks beer every single day.”

Anonymous ID: b23cd7 Dec. 18, 2023, 2:34 p.m. No.20095623   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>5773 >>6009

>>20095480

>>20095480

>MISSED NOTABLE FROM LAST BREAD

 

>Loomer and Santos expose a fake news 'journalist' and Baker decides it's not notable despite 3 anons deeming it notable and not to mention, it clearly is.

>>20095489

>>20095509

>>20095543

>>20095584

 

> https://web.archive.org/web/20130803025955/http://jacquelinefsweet.com/?page_id=2

 

Jacqueline F. Sweet

Writer. Never grew out of the drive-everyone-insane-by-asking-a-million-questions stage.

 

Home

About me

Marketing, Business, and PR Writing Services

 

About me

 

I am a freelance journalist and writer, who covers local news and writes features for local and regional publications. Locally, I am interested in lifestyle issues and events; history and culture; and the economic and environmental pulse of Long Island. Globally, I think and write about parenting, women’s issues, and health and fitness.

 

My background is in marketing and advertising as well as editing and writing. I have an English Literature degree (2002) from Stony Brook University and PhD graduate coursework from The City University of New York.

 

Several years working with mid-sized clients, ranging from large retailers to small non-profits at New York advertising agencies, has given me a sharp sense of copy and business writing.

 

I’ve published work in national magazines like Triathlete magazine, regional publications like Long Island Parenting, and reported local news for online outlets like LongIslandWins.com

 

Over two years writing for Patch.com sites, touching on every beat there is, has given me a thorough grounding in local community journalism. I most recently was the guest editor for the successful news site, BabylonVillage.Patch.com. While running the news site and solely covering all community news, I managed to increase traffic numbers to the site, and generate heightened engagement and community interaction.

 

Writing is the perfect salve for my unrepentant curiosity about the world around me and at any given time I’m liable to have 43.7 amazing ideas for stories percolating in my brain. Check out my clips for a sense of my writing: what a website can’t show you, however, is how I work. I consider myself a professional who strives to be that easy writer for hire: speedy, thorough, pleasant to deal with and dedicated to quality. Email me at j boyd sweet at gmail dot com.

 

I can also furnish public relations and corporate writing samples, including direct sales web copy and press releases. More information about corporate writing and PR services here.

Anonymous ID: b23cd7 Dec. 18, 2023, 3:05 p.m. No.20095773   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>5797 >>6009

>>20095623

Weird stalker book store owner in the comments

 

Amnon Tishler says:

January 3, 2013 at 8:35 pm

 

RE: Long Island Pulse, December/January 2013. 1Winter Issue. Page 14. Do you still live, work or visit Long Island?

 

Dear Ms. Sweet,

 

In regard to:

 

Long Island Pulse, Winter Issue, Page 14.

 

Do you still live, work or visit Long Island? If so please call me.

 

Too complicated to explain in an e-mail.

 

Waiting…

 

Sincerely,

 

Amnon Tishler

President

Booklovers Paradise

2972A Merrick Road

Bellmore, NY 11710

516-221-0994, 11:30AM-5PM

516-579-2848 after 8PM

Email: booklovpar@aol.com

 

PS Travel, intellectual curiosity.

PS “Never grew out of the drive-everyone-insane-by-asking-a-million-questions stage”.

Reply

Anonymous ID: b23cd7 Dec. 18, 2023, 3:09 p.m. No.20095797   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>5800 >>6009

>>20095773

>Weird stalker book store owner in the comments

>Amnon Tishler says:

link to him freaking this blogger out

 

The Owner of a Used Bookstore in Bellmore Is Messing Up My Mind

September 26, 2013 by Dan Rattiner

 

The eastern end of Long Island is full of fascinating history. Nazi saboteurs landed here during World War II. Captain Kidd buried treasure here. Twenty-four-year-old Julia Gardiner from East Hampton girl married a President of the United States while he was in office. Teddy Roosevelt and the Roughriders were here. Marilyn Monroe summered here. Thomas Edison built a factory on the beach here to extract iron from the sand. Richard Nixon summered here.

 

Hundreds and hundreds of books have been written about these doings and many others. These books can be found in local libraries. And many can be found in private libraries of local residents. There’s quite a few people who collect these books. And I’m one of them. I’m from time to time on the lookout to find rare books about this area.

 

Because of this, about five years ago, I had a brief encounter with the owner of a used bookstore in Bellmore, Long Island. I don’t recall how I first came across him. It might have been that he contacted me. And I have never been to his bookstore. But in any case, we exchanged emails. He asked if I would be interested in a book he had for sale about East Hampton and I said I might. He told me what it was and I told him I had that book. He told me he had another book and he gave me a price for it and I bought it. About a year later, by email, he mentioned he had another book. This was one I was not particularly interested in, but I thought if it was a few bucks I’d buy it. I told him that. He wrote back that he wanted $150 for it. I wrote back that was much too much. If he had anything else that came along, let me know.

 

In response, he sent me this remarkable email:

 

“Since you seem to consistently not respond to my emails it is no longer cost-effective for me to let you know about books/papers that you might be interested. In plain English, Mr. Rattiner, I seem to be losing money on you.”

 

And that was that.

 

I did not hear from him for years after that. But I never forgot this remarkable email. Here was somebody in business to sell books. My not buying one got him mad. I was a waste of time. Hah!

 

I joined LinkedIn recently. But I hadn’t used it. Strange people I did not know were contacting me, asking me to link up. I really had no reason to do that. Indeed, it was kind of creepy. Last night, I clicked on it on my cell phone to see what was what, and there was a message. Would I like LinkedIn to go through my address book and show me the names of people I knew who were on LinkedIn? I thought sure, at least I know those people, why not?

 

In moments, the group of people was assembled. I have over 5,000 contacts. Those on LinkedIn went on and on. There were hundreds. I scrolled down to see their pictures and their names and came across people I hadn’t contacted in years. Mark Levinson, for example. He’s Kim Cattrall’s ex-husband. Last I heard he’d moved to Switzerland. Where was he now? I should contact him. I scrolled down further. The list was just beginning.

 

At the top, LinkedIn had a message for me. Check off who you would like to contact, it said. Or check ALL if you would like to contact all. I thought, oh what the hell, I knew these people, and I clicked ALL.

 

Within minutes, I got a message from the bookseller in Bellmore from long ago.

 

“Dear Mr. Rattiner. You remember me of course. What is the reason for the change in attitude? Amnon Tishler.”

 

I thought long and hard about what to say to this. On one level, I was delighted to hear from him. On another level—he’d been thinking about me for five years? And what attitude was he talking about? I of course HAD an attitude about his last correspondence to me, uh, five years ago. But I did not want to get into that. So I lied.

 

“I do not have any attitude toward you,” I wrote.

 

He was, however, ready to pounce.

 

“Re: Mr. Rattiner, why? Please call me or leave me a number to discuss our past and hopefully future business relationships. Email won’t do in this particular case. Thanks, and waiting…”

Anonymous ID: b23cd7 Dec. 18, 2023, 3:09 p.m. No.20095800   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>6009

>>20095797

>link to him freaking this blogger out

 

>The Owner of a Used Bookstore in Bellmore Is Messing Up My Mind

 

>September 26, 2013 by Dan Rattiner

 

 

I got up from the computer and walked around for a little while in the living room. My wife noticed. What’s bothering you? she asked. Nothing, I told her. I returned to the desk and sat back down. I took a deep breath.

 

“I am happy to communicate with you by email,” I wrote. “I use the phone as little as possible now.” (This is a lie.) “If you have something you think I might be interested in, put it in writing and I’ll consider it. Dan”

 

Three minutes went by. No response. And then, there was this.

 

“No Dan. Won’t do. Email is not cost effective beyond a certain point. If you want to have business relations with me you will call. No emails. Period.”

 

I am getting myself sucked into this, I thought. I looked at the phone. If I call him, my life will be over. He will have complete control over me. But I have to see this through. What to do? I know. I will fight fire with fire. People like this, they respond to strength. Show strength.

 

“I feel the same way about email,” I wrote. (A lie.) “We are at an impasse. Do not contact me again.”

 

Come on, man, I dare you. Come on, I told you not to contact me again. Pull the trigger. Get in the last word. You can do it. And he did.

 

“Let me remind you: you contacted me. Thanks for wasting my time: bad return on investment. Annon.”

 

Ahh. It’s the exact same phrase. He pushed the button and it spit it out. Exactly the same as five years ago. He must have this as an automatic response. He pushes the button. The end.

 

So now he had defied me. I had asked him not to contact me again. He declined to not contact me again.

 

I have this mad urge. No, sir, I did not contact you, my LinkedIn contacted you. It just happened. I said do not contact me again. And you did. And now you are going to get it.

 

And I thought, get what? And so I never wrote that. And that is where the matter now stands.

 

I do realize, by the way, that I am giving Amnon something he never asked for. Publicity in a paper is a wonderful thing. And now I’ve done it. If you want to buy a rare book and clash swords with Amnon Tishler, here’s your chance. Here is his full information:

 

Booklovers Paradise, 2972A Merrick Road, Bellmore, NY 11710. Open 11 a.m. to 5 p.m. 516-221-0994.

 

Tell him I sent you.