It is the illusion. The illusion that earning substantial income is so simple and easy. The illusion that abundance and prosperity are just a few clicks away. The illusion that the illusion is the answer to all your predicaments. The illusion that you can do it too. The illusion that it is not an illusion. It is the deception. The deception that there is some sort of secret. The deception that there is some type of system. The deception that there is some kind of formula. The deception that all you have to do is to follow the instructions. The deception that this clandestine recipe actually works. It is the face. The face that aggrandizes his own self as a guru. The face that spews manipulative hackneyed platitudes to approach emotions and muffle basic common sense. The face that urges you to get all in. The face that squeezes you to take massive action. The face that cannot face criticism. The face that brutally represses any sign of dissent. The face of hidden evil. It is the realization. The realization that you will not make it. The realization that you have lost much more than you can earn. The realization […]
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The Illusion
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Jeff Lenney – Misogynist. Scammer. Criminal.
Nobody really likes Jeff Lenney. Jeff is gracelessly dumb, too artificially ingratiating himself to his dark superiors and when he’s not occupied with all sorts of stupidities and groveling, he’s incredibly offensive to women because he got way too many unresolved mommy issues. Jeff just has this unpleasant nature that makes you contemplate on Thich Quang Duc after spending more than two minutes with him. This is why Jeff Lenney will always be just a B-team scammer … this and because word on the street is that he suffers from a severe case of halitosis. Allegedly. Here is Jeff, chivalrous as usual, “educating” his all-phallus email list what to do if God forbid one of them has a female friend: …if you have a female friend in your life who only sees you as her “good friend” or worse… If She treats you like a brother, then use this to finally be able to get her into bed: ===> Click Here [sexist link omitted] The best part is she’ll think it was HER idea. It’s okay, she’s just a girl … it’s not like she’s human or anything. In the Land of Bilk and Money it’s mandatory to obtain a […]
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Young People Prostitution
Teenagers have this admirable fearless sparkle in their eyes … this wonderful defiant gaze bereft of the yucky burdens of adulthood that allows them to aim high and dream big, and may God have mercy on mommy and daddy if they’d try to stop them from achieving their goals (or from staying up late to watch the Breaking Bad cathartic finale). But what makes the youngsters so awe-inspiring also makes them extremely vulnerable. A young mind is a really malleable mind … and one naive dream can quickly turn into a very palpable nightmare. The monsters have audaciously emerged from under the bed … only now they wear fake entrepreneurial masks to disguise their voracious inhumanity. Viva la Vemma revolución! [Begin quasi-biology lesson] The vemmadium BK Boreyko is one of the wostest types of creatures on this planet. He probably ranks somewhere below the Leucochloridium paradoxum and the Cymothoa exigua (while he’s also a bit uglier). The BK is a parasitic verveworm who especially targets susceptible hosts and can be characterized by his miniature genitalia and utter douchebagness. In the unfortunate event of encounter, it is highly advised to eliminate the BK’s poisonous propaganda by promptly spraying fresh urine all […]
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Make Money Culting with Tracey Walker
You guys, you guys!! Did you hear the new fantasmic tidings?? You can be a super-duper-blogger-entrepreneur by being completely boring, entirely uncreative and meekly bland! All you have to do is pay shitloads of your monies to a few psychopaths without asking any questions, and then you can too sip margaritas in Palma de Mallorca with Arianna Huffington! Excelsior! Or at least this is what Mademoiselle Nothingness Tracey Walker wants you to think (and then to mute all your redundant “thinking” forever). Even though Tracey had NEVER written anything interesting and unique in her entire crooked life (and I searched hard!) … she still wishes to pretend teaching you how to “make money blogging.” It’s kinda like the J. D. Salinger way … without all the silly “writing” (yuck!) stuff everybody makes such a big fuss about. For the sake of her noble mission to rid the world of all this needless creativity, Tracey has set a new website where she hosted a hangout under the ingenious name HangoutWithTracey.com. I would have probably chosen a different domain, something like TheMLMHarpy.com, DeathToImagination.com or ScamAndBlame.com … but that was probably gonna ruin the whole trite motif. Anyway, here’s the hangout video in […]
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The Shawshank Trudemption
Dear Diary, Orange is such a beautiful color, isn’t it? It reminds me of all those gorgeous sunsets in Switzerland, which I have relished upon from the balcony at the luxurious house I pretend I don’t own. I just adore orange! In fact, I admire it so much that I have decided to wear it all the time from now on. Okay, perhaps the word “decided” might not be quite accurate to describe the whole situation so let’s just agree on … “ordered”? It’s funny how all sorts of events sometimes transpire … one moment you sit in a large room with many of your still-fervent disciples and counselors, and 45 minutes later twelve insolent earthly strangers dare to determine that your celestial spirit is guilty of this ridiculous legal declaration, contempt of court. As if I’m just a regular human being who’s supposed to obey stupid stuff like rules and laws. The nerve. This so-called “jury” did appear pretty riled, though. I don’t particularly understand what is all the fuss about … all I did was to sell my own foresight on how to lose weight! For some frivolous reason, the court seems to believe that eating up to […]
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The Fake Doctor Presents the Fake Doctor
It’s the ultimate encounter everybody (in Gehenna) is waiting for! On one side, there’s the fake doctor who likes to unsolicitedly grope his yet pre-traumatized “patients,” on the other side there’s the fake doctor who peddles people to pernicious boiler rooms, and in between them there’s so much destructive pretense (and lard) to make the Battle of Roncevaux appear as a delightful visit to Crepe du Nord. Fun. It will happen on November 26th, within the framework of the IBMS (sca)Master’s Society … the racket of Diabolus’ sleazy spawn, Leonard Coldwell. Peter Wink, the docile monkey boy of the chief unlettered hellion, is going to interview Joe “The AdiPoser” Vitale. It all makes a lot of evil sense … one has a little cult he needs to fertilize and the other has an insatiable thirst for some sweet still-untapped salable leads (aka “humans”). Even though it seems that Wink and Vitale have had quite a tumultuous love affair in the past, they have let bygones be bygones because the woebegone peon must be conned hereupon. Fucking gluttons. (A special assonance tribute to the asses.) It doesn’t even matter that the rapacious Vitale is one of the staunchest ambassadors of the […]
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Thankstaking
Gosh, I feel so grateful! Like, seriously! I mean, sure, sometimes I can be really sarcastic, sardonic and satirical … but totally not now! Now, I’m really appreciative of family and love and education and friends and support and health and blah-blah-blah you get the idea. But you didn’t really come here for an uber-narcissistic ME ME ME sermon, did you? This awesome web 5.0 cyber property isn’t really one of those conceited, self-centered online destinations which make you wanna inexplicably retch every time the “I” only talks about the “Me,” “My” or “Myself” and then manipulatively asks you to pay for the exceptional privilege of learning how to also be so terrific as the I, Me, My or Myself. Fuck ‘em … like, forever! But yet … for many of the readers it is Thanksgiving (or Chanukah {or Ascension of Abdu’l-Baha}). Therefore, I suppose I should do something a little bit special. Fine. Let me express my grand grandiose gratitude then … S.C.A.M. (Spanking Criminal Atrocious Mothafuckas) style: Thank you, Herbalife, for more than three decades of distorting and concealing some exquisitely abysmal numbers (and the impoverished faces behind them). Thank you, Joe Vitale, for divinely gobbling all the redundant funds […]
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Energized Forced Continuity
Benson K. Boreyko has other fun habits besides selling fake cures to people with ADD/ADHD and exploiting the underage (while regarding himself as Korrok) … for example, BK likes to don mommy’s old white wedding dress and pose as Marilyn Monroe in front of a shattered mirror he had swatted moments before because he couldn’t stand the sociopathic predator facing him. Okay, I may have made some of those things up (maybe) … but this Californian class-action lawsuit against Vemma is very much real. As part of Vemma’s business practice, once a consumer purchases its Verve Product via Vemma’s online website, Vemma knowingly or negligently, and without prior disclosure, charges consumers for additional Verve Product that they did not purchase or agree to purchase. The lawyers are being so nice here (too nice)! Referring to someone who buys some caffeine-brimming Verve juice as a “consumer” is kinda an overstatement … especially because the company has approximately a 0% of actual customer-base and nearly a 100% of Brand Partner-base (just as the sluggish FTC likes it). Why would somebody from outside of the MLM’s network (aka “end user”) buy an energy drink whose price is almost as double as its competitors […]
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A Ray of Plight
You might think that this little hilarious anti-evil blog would scornfully denounce the attempted return of James Arthur Ray … mercilessly condemn those who assist his resurfacing … and throw in a few jail jokes. However, perhaps it is time for everybody just to forget and leave the past … in the past. Well, maybe it is not the time for everybody. There will probably always gonna be all those woeful whimpering whiners (waaaa!) whose loved ones are still dead. God, what crybabies! I mean, just let it go already! I, for one, am much more interested in revealing how energy flows where attention goes rather than focusing on trifling matters such as negligent homicide. If any, those were merely mortal sacrifices to The Ray. Sometimes we just have to forgo a few innocent living souls so that The Ray would be able to afford a new Beverly Hills mansion and inspect the new coke shipment from Mexico. Mmmm, James, whatcha say … So let us forgive and forget and entirely omit from our memory all the corny platitudes, horrid suffering, deliberate fraud, intentional deceit, pitiless plunder, overflowing sociopathy, shameless pretense and destructive megalomania. Let us completely eliminate from our […]
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On the Verge of a Death Ray
At some extremely surreal point, it’s funny how much things can get sad … and the paradox of the prior sentence could only succumb to a self-help mentor who mentored help-seekers to succumb. They had remained lying on their backs lifeless while he’s already back to lying to make the comeback of his life. It was at the end of another day that James Arthur Ray (with the selfish help of CNN and its top reality-show judge Piers Morgan) tried to re-fulfill his mega-narcissistic desire to be the fake god of real people who merely wish to return home (preferably still breathing) at the end of another day. Never again, SlayeRay. So we’ve sharpened our blog-swords, adorned our finest WordPress-gauntlets and mounted on our Cosmic-stallions … and to the Battle of Justice we rode once more. Onwards, Scambusters! But fighting alone means that we would sometimes be too low on ammunition. We need at least some of the mainstream cannons on our side to really make a significant positive impact, because the truth is that no matter how many hilariously sophisticated literary weapons we would use, ultimately we would probably just stay on the verge … and this is why […]
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Mrs. Proctor Goes to Scamworld
Bob Proctor may seem as a wilting creepy fossil, but he’s actually pretty young … in vampire years. And just like the manipulative bloodsucker that he is, Bob only comes out when it’s (culturally) dark so nobody would notice his green-gory fangs, deadpan eyes and unschooled nonsense. Bob is one of the main culprits of the greatest literary brain-diarrhea of our age, The Secret. In this masterpiece of mouthfarts, Bob Proctor describes Bob Proctor (via Rhonda Byrne) as a “philosopher” … which immediately caused the self-immolation of Plato and Aristotle all the way up on Mount Olympus when the book first oozed into reality. But when Bob isn’t too occupied pretending he’s a deep-thinker, he also likes to take the role of Squealer and promote other scoundrels’ schemes in return for other people’s money. Old Proctor knows just too well how the ScamGame is being played and that his real secret is … collusion. Oh, the smell of delicious young (too young) blood … Bob just couldn’t resist it. Why solely focus on those pathetic baby boomers when one could additionally ravage the naivety of the youth with Vemma? This kind of unsuspecting barely-weaned audience is the wet dream of […]
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Orwellian Belgian Waffle
“That waffle country decided that Herbalife might not be entirely illegal! Triumph!” says Herbalife about Herbalife regarding a Belgian Appeal Court ruling which only Herbalife seems to witness and only Herbalife has. Does Herbalife lie about the authenticity of the Belgian verdict? Naah … that would have been pretty deceitfully insane (and quite suicidal), even for one of the greatest fraud companies in history. However, this 1984-style control of information press release smells a whole lot like one very fishy shake. Herbalife claims that the original (awesome) judgment which deemed the company as a pyramid scheme had “contained factual errors” … but in a typical Newspeak maneuver, Herbalife doesn’t clarify what oh what in The Big Brother’s name does it actually mean. Belgium is responsible for essentially zilch of Herbalife’s total revenue (/loot) and therefore the company’s ban was chiefly only symbolic. Under these circumstances, the actual missing full context of the Belgian Appeal Court is pretty much … everything and anything. “Everything faded away into a shadow-world in which, finally, even the date of the year had become uncertain.” Did Belgium compel Herbalife to change its MLM business model in the country? Did Herbalife commit to a minimum quota […]
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All Hail the New Pharaoh, Jonathan Cronstedt!
Sometimes it can be pretty darn difficult being David Wood and Dave Sharpe of Empower Network … doing all this yayo and publicly cheating on the wife while proudly Facebookin’ about it is so wearisome! It’s practically imperative that somebody would take some of the load off! Ugh, looting is so hard! But the thing about running an internet-based criminal organization … you can’t really hire good honest people with legitimate background. Shockingly, most capable and educated folks don’t fancy partaking in those kinds of Faustian bargains. So when the two DemonDaves were looking for a new CEO to replace the balding textbook-psychopath Dave #1, they had been pretty much constrained to find someone who can apathetically just shrug off frivolous moral concerns such as the insoluble torments of at least 97% of the misled racket’s disciples. In other words … they had to attain a Scamworld insider. Maybe some douchey avaricious mercenary like Jonathan Cronstedt … or maybe exactly the douchey avaricious mercenary Jonathan Cronstedt. Jonathan is very familiar with the true perfidious nature of network marketing since he grew up in a familial network marketing environment … which actually makes a lot of sense because he never really […]
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Big Brotherly Re-Audit
Herbalife is the only public company in the world in which “no news at all” means “super-amazing news! The regulators still hadn’t shut us down!” … as if analysts, law enforcement agencies, alleged journalists and common shareholders are too stupid to recognize the sheer paradoxical absurdity of such a shamefully blatant exploitation racket. As if people are so blinded by manipulation, greed and deception that they would allow history to repeat itself … and repeat itself … and repeat itself. Hey, Michael O. Johnson, we are not that dumb! … Do we? There were no material changes to the Company’s audited 2010, 2011 or 2012 financial statements included in the amended 10-K/A or to the Company’s first, second or third quarter 2013 financial statements included in the amended 10-Q/As as compared with the Company’s previously filed financial statements for and as of each of such periods. [Emphasis added to stress the occult cult-lingo] Instead of boring us with all sorts of negligible details like what the fuck does “no material changes” actually stand for, just as it transpired with the recent Belgian affair, we got the benevolent Big Brother to filter all those redundant specifics that just might demoralize the […]
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No Lion, Just Ass
Lyoness … a fucking horrid pyramid scheme … the end. Okay, maybe a little more … but just a little because it’s Christmas week and nobody wants to upset Santa with all sorts of stupid scams (and because GlancingWeb has a few University papers it needs to write). Like other cool annexations, Lyoness started its soul-leeching journey in Austria and like other beastly lunatics, it was founded by an Austrian-born scumbag called Hubert Freidl. “Wait, wait, WAIT!!” says you horrified and shocked, “You just CANNOT compare those MLM frauds to the Nazis!! Those are, like, the freakin’ NAZIS!!” Well, not only that I can and I have, but I am also not even the first one to do so … Self-evidently, the addictive lie of group superiority that controls the personalities and behaviour of ‘Lyoness’ core-adherents is essentially the same as the addictive lie which has controlled the personalities and behaviour of all core-adherents of pernicious cults including: ‘Scientology’, ‘The 2nd Ku Klux Klan’, ‘Amway’, ‘Herbalife’, ‘Xango’, etc. and even the ‘Nazi Party.’ It’s all the same cult-crap propaganda … but rather than wielding it for political gain, Lyoness (as other criminal MLM rackets) is executing its brainwash to gratify […]
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Santa’s Reindeer and the Magical Button
Santa’s reindeer were always brimming with sublime glee. Their permanent residence at the North Pole provided them with all the comforting luxuries they could ask for and they only had to work one day a year (and even that was full of mirth!). Oh what a joy it was for the reindeer to cheerfully prance about whenever Santa played with them all those droll games! And the food, Holy Lord … Santa could cater the most divine lichens on the planet! One day, Dasher heartily parted from his fellow partners and left for a brief academic gathering, as oft the reindeer had done to stimulate their intellect. Santa had constantly spurred his beloved reindeer to always augment their educational horizons! After a few days, Dasher had returned and all his friends were so delighted to gambol with him once again! After some elated rounds, Comet had suddenly halted and said, “But Dasher, what is that thing you don on your bosom?” to which Dasher promptly replied, “Why, my dear friend, this is my new button that will conjure my future success and utter freedom!” When Dasher saw that all the reindeer were quite bewildered, he continued. “Outside of the gathering […]
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Rich Dad, Lying Scammy Asshole Dad
When one personified blog was just a cute (super-cute!) young little boy … he was really enchanted by Robert Kiyosaki and his whole “get financial education” notion, because like duh! education is so profoundly important. But alas! After actually reading couple of Kiyosaki’s Rich Dad Poor Dad books, the bloggish boy had sadly realized that humanity’s schooling salvation wouldn’t come from an overload of stupid empty clichés crammed together. In fact, these valueless books even attempt to nonsensically disqualify the importance of formal education (because who really needs a strong middle class?). The great disappointment had only been enhanced after the metamorphosis of the young little boy into this very own kick-ass hilarious anti-scam website. It seems that Robert Kiyosaki is not only full of shit, but he’s also one big piece of shit. It’s just so much Kiyo-shit … somebody should call the Guinness Book of World Records. Oh, and the alleged Rich Dad? It turned out that he’s actually Harry Potter. Yep. Here is coach Bobby “educating” the masses why network marketing (aka fucking Scamworld) is “The Business of the 21st Century” … brace yourselves, you are about to obtain so much extra knowledge of utter nothingness. Get […]
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Nightmare Life Victimization Club
Larry Marcus and his nefarious sagging manboobz are at it again, attempting to defeat the rules of nature with an even bigger expansion of their girth. Besides Larry’s habitual obsessions, he also has this small insatiable craving for some scammin’ too … although there’s actually only one thing about Larry that is small (hint: he hadn’t seen it in a loooooong while). It seems that for the sake of cultivating his ever-growing front porch (which is being devotedly fertilized by the exploitation of others), piggish Larry kinda has a customary malicious pattern: he rolls out some horrific fraud coupled with super-hyped deceiving claims … and once it inevitably falls apart, he reshapes it a bit and re-launches it anew with the same super-hyped deceiving claims. I call it … The Tricky Teat Technique (TTTT). Anyhow, I can’t help feeling just a tiny bit responsible for the downfall of one of Larry’s recent wiles, Xplocial. Not long after it has been awesomely grilled here, the following email from one of Larry’s servile lackeys has appeared in GlancingWeb’s inbox: I am a full time xplocial rep, doing very well. This kind of a blog is not good for my business. What would […]
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Infringing Ripple
“The bigger they hyped, the harder they fall,” that’s one of the unofficial proverbs of the MLM fake-industry no insider ever says … because good people are being misled to think that if they’d believe really really (really!) hard, beautiful fairies will mystically emerge and bestow on them many wads of glorious monies (and perhaps a blowjob or two). Did I cross the line there? Are you disgusted? To tell you the truth, I’m a little disgusted myself … yet again, the whole delusive MLM La La Land is so fraudulently disgusting that it is even more nauseating than some really homophobic ducks. Speaking of vomit … Rippln. Since April 2012, Rippln has been looting way too many innocent people by selling on the willfully deceitful notion of getting rich by recruiting, recruiting, recruiting (aka pyramiding, pyramiding, pyramiding). Now it appears that not only this heinous racket has harmed naive individuals, but also some really cool hipster tech startups. From a lawsuit that was recently filed in California Northern District Court by (NOT Rippln!) Ripple Labs against (YES Rippln!) Rippln: Ripple Labs and its predecesors have continuously used and extensively promoted the RIPPLE Trademark since at least 2004 … As […]
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The Great Coca-Cola Lie
The world is flat. Buy these totally not dangerous subprime mortgage-backed securities. Please receive this giant wooden horse as a token of peace, Trojans. Bernie’s wealth management firm is the best one on Wall Street. I did not have sexual relations with that woman. Vemma refused a $2.2 billion buyout from The Coca-Cola Company. Wait, WHAT?! Coca-Cola?! The same 120+ years, $200 billion worth public company Coca-Cola?! The same company whose brand is even recognizable in uncivilized third-world tribes?! The same company that somewhat contributed to cementing the modern image of Santa?! That Coca-Cola company?! Uhm … wtf? So yeah, that rumor doesn’t make any sense at all. The Coca-Cola Company is obviously a real company with incalculable number of real customers worldwide, whereas Vemma … well, Vemma is just a stupid pyramid scheme that generates sales solely within its own network of distributors. Why oh why would Coca-Cola get entangled with the nefarious world of MLM? That’s the thing … Coca-Cola NEVER intended, nor negotiated to acquire Vemma. It’s just a lie that was probably fabricated by some of Vemma’s desperate distributors in order to ascribe some legitimacy to their illegitimate company. But I’m sure that the totally not-sociopathic […]
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