For Bill Windsor, Today is Deja Vu

Today is Monday, January 19th (MLK day), but for Bill it could just as well be a Thursday in June. When he woke up each time during his 53 days incarcerated as inmate 14-1898 in Ellis County, I'm sure he thought he was living a nightmare that seemed to never end.  Well, it turns out that for him, running from the law has become a different kind of nightmare he can't shake.

Windsor is no longer like other human beings.  He can't just be happy with a nice spring afternoon, or enjoy his favorite sports program, a good book, nature, or friends and family.  Those were all replaced many years ago by abject rage and vengeance which was carried out by his never ending vexatious litigation. Now, when he wakes up, every day represents another day he can't attend court, another day he is unable to scare anyone with his threat of imminent litigation or intrusive discovery. He is a vampire who lost all his fangs but can't seem to accept his new reality.  Yes he is happy to not be in jail.....but he is beginning to wonder if it was worth it.

As Windsor continues to file "mega-affidavits" and pointless motions no one will ever bother reading, he is starting to realize that he has lost his venom.....at least he has lost his ability to hurl his venom at others.  All the little things in life most humans enjoy just wont cut it for Bill now. Food just doesn't taste the same.  Sleep is a hassle instead of a relaxing exercise.  While he seems somewhat disappointed that he hasn't made the FBI's 10 most wanted list yet, his own paranoia is still eating him.  He needs someone to drive him around, he needs someone to dictate his words on to the computer.  In essence, just as he talks in that creepy third person form.....he is slowly becoming a disinterested third party observer to his own life.

Bill Windsor Issues His Fatwa to Montana

Yesterday, Bill sent out his "love letters" to MT which read more like a novel except it was just copy, paste, and repeat.  Fugitive Windsor let MT know his demands.  Montana must drop the charges, or he simply wont come up there to surrender.  Most rational observers would probably point out that he really isn't in any position to be making demands....much less at law enforcement......but, we are talking Windsor here.  He even copied his fatwa to every official in the state whose email address he could find.  The tone sounded more like a defeated man who knew his dog and pony show had been exposed.

Then today, Bill claimed that his website was hacked....he then exposed his lie by later claiming that law enforcement had requested it be taken down and the host site obliged.  That's quite different than hacking...but why let a lie get in the way of a good headline?  All those defamation sites, all those lies, hate and cyber terrorism vanished in one moment.  It's like what is left of his so-called life is now all wrapped up on that one site.

Windsor then put up a picture of a woman firing a gun with the headline of "what to do if facebook removes my page." Now I'm not one to jump to conclusions....but the pretty clear implication Bill was giving was if they take me offline grab your gun (you know, the ones we all told everyone we never had).  The unravelling of Bill Windsor continues now at breakneck speed, at this pace he may just end up turning himself in by the end of the long weekend just so he can finally get back into a court room.

Windsor Just Needs a Hug

Its now been 18 days since Bill said goodbye to his civil litigating career.  He continues to try and fill the void with pointless motions and appeals at locations he knows he wont be attending, as well as domain name defamation.  He desperately keeps reaching out to his followers for reassurance, but they continue to dwindle and only the especially insane are the ones left to give him a hug.

This fugitive thing was supposed to be more fun than its turning out to be.  He expected the world to wake up each morning with a where is Windsor quest, turns out....no one really cares including his followers.  His trial by facebook of his criminal charges in MT isn't generating much buzz so now he figures its time for phase two of his master plan......paper bomb MT with 13 gigabytes of his repetitive blather under the title of "love letters" to Montana.

Reality, a dirty word in Lawless land, is starting to set in on Bill.  He ran to avoid jail.....but in the process he opened himself up to all his victims to exact justice on his vexatious litigation.  His vexatious soul is about to die a death of a thousand paper cuts of hearings he can't attend and sanctions he won't be able to fight.  Being a fugitive on the run isn't exactly an excused absence for court.  And even worse than that, his own paranoia continues to consume him....."is that a Joey"  "is that police car coming my way"  "will they track that credit card payment" "why is that waitress looking at me funny" "can they see my IP"

Billy Starts To Get Bored With this Fugitive Thing

The exhilaration of being a fugitive on the run is starting to wear off for Bill.  Windsor is a multimillionaire who has lived his life in luxury.....this living on all cash on the run thing is starting to irritate him.  To make matters worse, he has scared off all his worshippers on facebook.  They really don't care any more what day as a fugitive it is for him and where he may or may not have been that day.

Windsor tried to focus his pure evil into his second love, besides frivolous lawsuits, that being defamation on a widespread scale.  He set up all kinds of websites on anyone he decided he doesnt like, defaming them by copy and paste including even Barbara Windsor's sister in law. But the ole question arises, if a tree falls in the forest and no one was around to hear it....did it make a sound?  There is no one left to care about Bill's daily defamation exploits and his countdown to eventual prison time.

Bill is waging his new jihad against TX and MT, but it could just as well be any state that follows the law.  As a criminal and career con artist, Windsor hates the law and therefore anyone who enforces it. When Bill says corruption, just replace that word with justice and you have turned a lie into a true sentence.  Windsor has lived a life of corruption and in his classic narcissistic way, he is trying to project his evil on to everyone else as a way to try and cope with his own internal immorality.

At this point though, the only thing that really matters is that Windsor is a fugitive on the run.  He seems content to max out his charges while on the run.  No one will every accuse him of being remorseful.  This will remain true at his upcoming trail....he will go down in flames kicking and screaming....as a rabid animal, he knows no other option.  His time is short, and he knows it. The greatest part is he has no one left on his side to defend him.  He can write in third, forth or even 5th person but it still wont change the reality that he is alone and nearing the end of his life outside of prison.

BIll Windsor's Crimes of Fashion - By OReader

This blog has been many things to many people. We've covered many topics in various ways - parody, illustrations, games, commentary, and we've even delved into the DSM. But, somehow it seems we've overlooked something very near and dear to Bill Windsor.  . . . fashion.

"It was old pro se me against The Ellis County District Attorney Patrick Wilson. Patrick Wilson is the main man. He’s probably typical of many small county district attorneys – not that sharp. Patrick Wilson is bald and always wears what appear to be Walmart suits that have pants that are too tight and a suit coat that is way too short. Sorry to be rude, but this does paint the picture – wouldn’t want anyone to think I was up against a super attorney or a sharp dresser. I didn’t feel that under-dressed in my orange-striped prison jumpsuit and my orange fluorescent rubber shoes. "

The fabulous Mr. Windsor is likely delighted to share fashion tips galore!

Mr. Windsor is wearing a classic navy blazer with khaki slacks. Notice his blazer is adorned with brass buttons. These are the height of fashion (for 1982)!

Let's see what our stylistas have to say about brass buttons for today's hot fashion:

The brass buttons don’t say, “Trusted professional!” They say, “I seem to think I’m a Navy admiral who’s forgotten the rest of his dress blues.”

When I see a gold buttoned blazer, I don't see a blazer. I just see gold buttons. To me, it seems rather garish. Yeah it’s a classic, but so are fedoras.

No thanks to this good old boy look...its lame. I swear this is like the old man’s uniform seriously...look at them all, pleated (disgusting) khakis, with a blue button down shirt, under this most of the time boxy monstrosity.

The whole look is too collegiate or country club, and is too often the default look for guys that don't know how to dress or what to wear. When I see someone wearing one I can't help but think "nice buttons Admiral."

Ouch, that hurts.

Well, that’s just the buttons. Let’s take a look at the fit.

Don’t the sleeves seem just a tad long, and is the jacket supposed to hang down like that in the front? I thought that the shirt sleeves were supposed to peek out, but what do I know? Let's see what the experts say:

 It doesn’t matter what it says on your business card if you’re handing it out with a hand swimming in fabric. It may sound minor, but if the sleeves of your shirt and jacket are not the right length, you’ll look silly.

Most men assume that once their pants are hemmed, they're done. (Bill forgot that step.) But jacket sleeves are just as important, if not more so, to have tailored. Too-long sleeves look careless, and too-short sleeves look dorky. Make sure the jacket ends 1/2 inch above your shirt sleeve. In addition, take care to tailor the jacket width around the bicep and the torso. Most guys' suit jackets are way too roomy, making them look heavier or simply sloppier. (or both)

And now that the expert has mentioned it, what’s up with the way it gaps at around the lapels? It's like Bill found a fashion website while suffering from his tax blindness, and he picked the wrong illustrations from the above diagram.

Yeah yeah, I know what you trendsetters are looking at: those shoulders. Are there shoulder pads underneath that broad spance across the top? Or, is it possible that Mr. Windsor has such a manly physique?

I’m not sure that he even has shoulders.

Well at least when he was in Atlanta somebody knew to get his shirts pressed, though I’m not sure it matters when the shoulders are 3 sized too large. 

More recently, Windsor has been known to shun an iron.

If he can photoshop his eyes, maybe he could smooth out those wrinkles digitally too. Just sayin’ 

(He could probably retire that Lawless America hat too.)

Is this a dress or a shirt? Oh wait, maybe it’s a tunic. 
That’d look great with some jeggings.

And who is he calling tiny feet?
Those are some princess feet if ever I saw them. . .

                                        It'd probably be fashionable to buy hairspray too, 

                                             it’ll really help keep that combover in place.

But, does this all really matter? Let’s look at Bill’s audience. I just know they will be highly judgemental of the mere idea that Patrick Wilson shops at Walmart.

That’s what you wear to go on camera and be in a movie?

Well at least he knows where to find a hat to go with his jacket.

So what does a sharp dressed man look like?

I’d say like this: