March 19, 2011
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Letter.
This is the beginning of my trash talking for April 9th at the Palldium, where I will be taking on 5 time D-Bag Jeremy Shulkin.
A letter to the Editor:
I would like to start this open-minded and thoughtful letter first to express my gratitude to The Worcester Magazine, its staff, sponsors and readers. This letter does not concern you. The paper itself is great, showing a balance of the public gritty journalism we need to read about and the fun and inspiring happenings that make this city great. The staff, and it shows, puts all they can into that. The sponsors, well, they make up this fine city. Every business, restaurant, gallery, bar, dance studio and whatever else is a building block in the double-helix of Worcester you make it happen and you get your name out there through this paper. The readers, this includes me, you keep this city breathing. You open its eyes every morning, sustain its life all day and put it to rest every night with the idea that there is another day for something awesome to happen, we couldn’t thank you enough. And as I have stated before this is not directed to any of you.
Jeremy Shulkin is a cowardly, good-for-nothing, low-life journalistic hack that should have never stepped foot onto Worcester’s soil. While I think Clark University is a great school and an educational gem in this city, I have to question why they would accept and keep such a degenerate and embarrassment to the entire education system. This is why he is here now, in our beautiful city.
To call Jeremy a human is a stretch. Everyday I come in contact with him I feel more and more feral, animalistic and dirty. His heart pumps stupidity and hatred. His lungs may take in oxygen, but release methane and similar gases. His pores seep filth, garbage and a stench I can only compare to a sweaty Grandma, I apologize to all of the fit, exercising Grandma’s reading.
His professionalism is gratuitous and seedy. While his stories, for the most part, get the job done, the way he goes about it is only comparable to Genghis Khan.
On a personal level I am embarassed to at one point have considered Jeremy a friend. He is selfish, incaring, and rude. I once watched him push a 4 year old out of the way just to get in the front of the line to see “Yogi Bear in 3-D.” Another time while out at the bar he was coming off of a cold and had to sneeze, he did so right on me and looked at me like it was my fault, like I was in the way. To say I have never cried myself to sleep over our frienship would be a lie. And I despise him for that.
On April 9th at the Palladium I will be in the ring for 4 short rounds boxing against him. Everything I have just written will be behind every punch. I will be doing this for you Worcester. To clean up these streets a little bit more. To unclog every artery for the Heart of the Commonwealth. To finish Jeremy Shulkin.
