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Please find a way to post this. -----------------------------------------------------------   I have asked help in posting this, because I cannot (after trying everything), log into TPL.   (Just for the record, what I am about to say has nothing to do with you personally Deni and the exchanges going on between you and James.  It is related only as it references poetry and TPL.)   My Father was a pedophile, protected by my Mother, who was helpless and weak in regards to protecting her children.  I grew up weak and helpless in regards to protecting myself and my interests.  “Be a nice girl”- was the rule and the law.   In a dispute with my brothers over the settlement of my Mother’s estate, I hired a lawyer to both pressure them to settle and to ensure there was no wrong-doing on the part of the Executors (them).  When the last settlement offer came in, Kevin Dunn (my sister’s husband) showed up on TPL and other forums casting disparagement on James (JCH), and hinting about people who was preying upon women and their estates.  I posted a statement regarding this, and then removed it the next day.  That was the last I heard of Kevin Dunn.  Some time later, the police in the local area contacted me and said my sister was looking for me.  I told the police that I had asked my sister to communicate through my lawyer, and that if she claimed I might be “missing” again, I would ask for a restraining order against her.    Needless to say, by that time, I had realized any hope of recovery I had, lay far away from my family. I believed Kevin Dunn’s whole stunt online was related to pressuring me to sign the final papers.  He did not know James, had not spoken to him ever before and was just pulling his remarks out of his ass.  I had not seen Dunn for many years and did not want to ever see him.   But it characterized James Horak in a way that was neither fair or truthful. James listened to me, gave me insight and understanding in regards to the past, and encouraged me to stand up for myself and my rights.  And he did not ask a thing of me, except courage and determination towards building a healthy life.    It had been my firm intention to heal and recover without any public display seeking pity and sympathy from people I did not know.  On TPL, I wanted people to critique my poetry honestly, without the “pity-parlour” factor. I do want to write exceptional poetry and have my poetry be as much as I am capable of.   James Horak taught me that truth was important, that seeing things for what they are is important, and that too many villains had hid over time behind social veneers that never confronted their crimes.  He taught me that great poetry is not weakling poetry, it requires courage and truth and the strength of its own merits, and the ability to take true and well-meaning criticism for the help it offers.  He taught me that good poets are individuals, and that their expression must be their own and he also taught me that those looking only for praise from others will never step-out enough to reach towards what is most unique and exceptional in their efforts.   Mostly, he allowed me to see that any that aspire to greatness in poeming can’t be weak or complaining or so sensitive that if someone says –boo- to them, they run away and cry.  James never made a criticism beyond what any person could bear.  He never backed down from challenge or discussion and he never allowed others to insult him without confronting them on it. I do not think James drove anyone away from TPL, if any left, it was because they did not find what they were looking for, and what that was, varied (I am sure) from person to person.    I left TPL because that lying-shit about the vote (in the contest JCH sponsored) dishonoured the spirit of poetry and disrespected the contest. There are those who thought Cheyenne had the best poem, but the contest urged consideration for all participants in the scoring.  And MSS proved that Lora manipulated her vote to favour Cheyenne and bump my poem.  For all the fucking cries of community and respecting others votes and respecting others opinions, only MSS stood for what was right.  Not because he liked me or even liked my poetry, but because he stood up for what was right.   TPL has not attracted participants because JCH is just about the only one present that has ever offered an informed critique and enough of interest to encourage the writer in both their thoughts and their writing to aspire further.  And he’s treated every poem with the potential it has, every person with the potential they have and he’s sometimes not as nice about it as some would like.  But he has not manipulated the vote, nor has he been dishonest in his dealings with others and has spoken out when he saw others doing so.   He says what he thinks and people can take it or leave it, the same right everyone else has had and so loudly claimed in their right to freedom of expression.  JCH has that same right to freedom of expression and when others step forward to try and muzzle him, they are not respecting the fact that poetry forums die, not because of honest controversy, but because of lack of creative juices being stirred.  JCH stirs.       Terry Anctil    

Copyright © July 2012 James C. Horak


This Poem was Critiqued By: Ellen K Lewis On Date: 2012-07-08 19:10:12
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
James You must feel like shit. I'm sorry about whatever has happened to you and your place here at TPL. I personally dont know the story-dont want to. But I do hope you find whatever you are looking for, or that it finds you. Good luck! Ellen


This Poem was Critiqued By: Terry A On Date: 2012-07-08 04:49:56
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
Deni, I posted this statement when I was told that remnants of Dunn’s insinuations were still lingering on the web. These insinuations were unfair to James, in the extreme, because untrue. Other than that I would not have said a word here about the unhappy events of my past. James does not need me or anyone else to give him a “character reference” but there are many who would speak about him in gratitude for what he has taught them. I am just one of them. Because TPL is a poetry forum, I also spoke about what he taught me about poetry. I don’t plan on posting here again, because I really dislike the lack of transparency in the contest and I dislike the battles it has endlessly caused, even though Chris’s idea of the monthly contest was unique among poetry forums. It made the site interactive and gave people writing poems the opportunity to honor their peers and begin to recognize what made one poem more accomplished than another. I have no hard feelings for anyone at TPL, what's done is done. Terry
This Poem was Critiqued By: DeniMari Z. On Date: 2012-07-06 16:42:14
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
Choosing my battles and one of them is not with JC. This magnified to the point where it never had to - and I have been told by others they left because of JC's higher than thou attitude. The point is mute - no one I gave credits to wants to come back, those that left are not coming back - so what is the fuss still going on for? It's because JC took an attack on my character and well-being - That's why. There was no reason to bring my deceased son - nor my other son in to this at all. That was below the belt. I've written other poems about a variety of different things here - he focuses on drama - and me being on a pity pot. I'm not I've gone through all of the grief counseling a Mother can go through - and my progress was duly noted. I will not go tit for tat with James - it's obvious he wants to win something here - what it is I have no idea about - as I said before it was a simple request of mine to James to give the new people a break - he just can't. That's the end of it. Move on - Next............I hold my opinion of Mr. Horak as it stands and it shouldn't bother him at all. If he's reaching out for character references by this point he really has an issue.
This Poem was Critiqued By: Mark Steven Scheffer On Date: 2012-07-05 18:20:06
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
Terry, I learned one thing that has only been confirmed even more vigorously recently: men (the OVERWHELMING majority) don't care for the truth. Little things in life provide the laser beam for that "discovery": a big one here for me was that incident about the manipulation of the vote in January of 2010. If you look at my vote for that month, which is the first poem I believe of my poems open to anyone on this site (my public list of poems), and compare it with the final result as it now appears in the archived results - you'd have no clue what the dispute was about. And now the forum is closed, so that record is gone, too. All that remains, like a spent bullet in a tree trunk, is my vote. Sad. The truth is vitally important, in some spheres more than others. One can have the truth about who is in first place in the National League Central right now; one can have the truth about God. Poetry comes closer to the latter, but it only the latter that matters. I have tried to fight for truth here as elsewhere, and have not have been as vigorous as I could have been for a few reasons, my own deficiencies being one, but my not being sure as to the only truth that mattered (God and the Gospel) being the main reason. A lifetime of questioning, and searching, and pondering over the Scriptures - God for some reason determining that I needed a long gestation period - has come to an end. I am now sure, and consequently no longer feel the need to dabble in poetry. I have other work to do now. I agree with your assessment of James, who has been an enemy, a foe, an ally and a good friend. Brutally honest and a man of integrity. One of the things that my search for truth has revealed is the way people make assumptions, cultural, social, and molded by the father of lies, which too readily categorize and "judge" men and ideas by the assumed, false standard. We are depraved children of wrath by nature and even design, and to open to truth takes a radical unlearning, a shattering of the assumptions. Assumptions damn men like James Horak, and the "common wisdom" keeps them down. My "involvement" with the dispute between JCH and Deni ended when I learned that it was triggered by JCH's "harshness" toward a newbie. All I need is one whiff of crap to turn away. Someone lays that pile here at least once a year as the tag line to a departure. I no longer care for what happens here, but I care for you, James, MAH and others who have been honest and who have seriously viewed poetry and truth as intimately linked, and gave themselves up to the former to get to the latter. May the Lord bless all of you. To the extent that I may serve as means toward opening someone to the Gospel that is necessary for salvation, here's where you can find me henceforth: http://plowboy1534.yuku.com/directory#.T_YRnY6nDN5 Things are going to get really hot for me with some of my old friends . . . But that's a large part of what it's all about, isn't it? A fitting way to close. God grant you healing and lead you to His truth. Mark
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