<![CDATA[Defamer: Stalkers]]> http://cache.gawker.com/assets/base/img/thumbs140x140/defamer.com.png <![CDATA[Defamer: Stalkers]]> http://defamer.com/tag/stalkers http://defamer.com/tag/stalkers <![CDATA[ David Caruso Apparently Just Moody Because of His Fugitive Austrian Stalker ]]> Scratch an egomaniac and you're sure to find a sensitive soul just a sincere hug or two away from a healthy, humanitarian lifestyle. At least that's our read on ginger terror David Caruso, whose tyranny on the set of CSI: Miami can only come from a place of haunted concern for something larger than himself — say, perhaps, upholding the dramatic tradition of sunglasses-removal, or, if we are to believe the civilian investigation to which we were tipped this morning, the whereabouts of a fugitive stalking suspect he (and reportedly the FBI) might prefer to see located sooner than later.

Hide the children and follow the jump to enter the frightening world of... the David Caruso Stalker Chronicles.

As recently as April, Austrian authorities were reportedly searching for an unnamed 41-year-old woman who skipped her trial on charges of stalking and threatening to kill Caruso and his "butt-ugly Latina whore" — generally believed to be his former TV wife Alana De La Garza. That was the last we heard of it before this week, when a subculture of stalker hunters leapt out of the woodwork and into our morning coffee. And they make the outlandish Marilyn Monroe collectibles circuit seem better-adjusted than a Honda:

Yesterday this site published the above photos of David Caruso's stalker, speculating that the photo on the left was indeed David Caruso's stalker. As predicted, when Gabriele Huber's Internet access became available in her spider hole, she went into triple overtime vehemently denying these images were her. Does that mean the woman posting the denials IS Caruso's stalker but the photos aren't? Huber also denied using the pseudonyms Vixen, Anonymous, and QB2die4 as well to post these denials. As Frank Tripp would say, honey that's a "felony stupid."

Er, right. Anyway, if you happen to see this woman bumping around Innsbruck, feel free to casually ask if she caught last week's CSI: Miami or if she knows where to find a good defense lawyer. Just in case, you know? Caruso's bullied, beleaguered crews are counting on you.

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Fri, 11 Jul 2008 10:50:00 PDT STV http://defamer.com/index.php?op=postcommentfeed&postId=398389&view=rss&microfeed=true
<![CDATA[ Uma Thurman's 'Happy Stalked Actress Day' Card: A Defamer Recreation ]]> After reading the vivid description of a greeting card plucked from the "Friendship - Stalked Actress" section of his local Hallmark store and presented by noted creep Jack Jordan to Uma Thurman on the steps of her My Super Ex-Girlfriend trailer, all we wanted was to catch a glimpse of the heavily-doodled correspondence. Sadly, none seemed to exist. No matter: We simply asked the talented team over at Defamer's Evidence-Recreation Dept. to whip us up this stunning facsimile, based upon Thurman's detailed testimony. We think you'll find it a satisfactory approximation of the original, down to the last ACME razor blade and "tee-hee."

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Thu, 01 May 2008 16:42:22 PDT Seth http://defamer.com/index.php?op=postcommentfeed&postId=386381&view=rss&microfeed=true
<![CDATA[ Uma Thurman's Stalker Wooed Her With Doodled Harbingers Of Stick-Figure Doom ]]> umacourtthumb.jpgIt's safe to say that every celebrity, even Artie Lange, has their fair share of fans with crushes on them. But when the celebrity in question happens to be the Amazonian Tarantino muse Uma Thurman, this group of lovey-dovey fans will naturally include at least a few nutcases. Enter Jack Jordan, the soft-spoken schizo whose stalking enterprise we filled you in on earlier this week. But today, on the third day of his trial in New York, the actress finally took the stand herself to deliver her testimony. As the NY Times reports, Thurman began by describing a card Jordan had delivered to her trailer while she was filming My Super Ex-Girlfriend:
On the front was a dreamy pastel store-bought image of a small blonde girl, a spray of pink flowers and a dove...On the back was a crude pen and ink drawing of a male stick figure walking off the edge of an Acme razor blade into an open grave.
But Jordan's doodles came with thought balloons! And fragmented romantic dialogue! More after the jump:

Though the years-old note had faded a bit, Thurman nervously recited the still-visible words attributed to the stick figure Jordan had drawn to represent her: "'Tee-hee." She continued with the spiral inscription, "'Chocolate, mouth, soft, kissing...' And then I saw this part: 'My hand should be on your body." Which was apparently when the alarm bells went off. And yet, the most disturbing part of the Times' report involves their borderline mean description of Uma's appearance: "haggard, pared-down...her golden hair was carelessly knotted...she wore no makeup and looked thin and hollow-eyed." How dare she! Apparently all celebrities should don designer duds and get their hair did a la J. Lo circa Diddy's gun scandal. We apologize to the Times on Thurman's behalf for not prepping red carpet-style for this "event."

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Thu, 01 May 2008 15:51:22 PDT Molly Friedman http://defamer.com/index.php?op=postcommentfeed&postId=386348&view=rss&microfeed=true
<![CDATA[ John Cusack Rebuffs Fan's Attempts To Touch His Light, Heat ]]> thelighttheheat.jpg"Misunderstood" John Cusack fan Emily Leatherman was arrested Sunday outside the actor's home for violating the restraining order Cusack obtained in 2006 that stipulated she stay at least 500 feet away from him. Leatherman, who at the time explained that her actions were less about stalking Cusack and more about seeking his help to convince the police they should investigate her claim that she was drugged and raped in 2001, had taken a cab to Cusack's but couldn't pay the fare — a rom-com set-up if we ever saw one! But instead of covering the charge and then having Leatherman pay him back over a lengthy period of time (during which their improbable encounter would surely blossom into love and a satisfying marriage held in a taxi), the actor flagged down cops who had responded to the situation and told them the following: bitch crazy!

Leatherman, who a sheriff's spokesman characterized as a "transient in the Santa Monica area," was brought in for investigation of stalking, violating a restraining order and petty theft, and was held at $150,000 bail. In the past, she has thrown missives accompanied by rocks and screwdrivers into Cusack's home, begging the question: Had Lloyd Dobler given Diane an aerial onslaught of tools instead of his heart, would he have gotten a trip to the pokey instead of a pen?

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Tue, 01 Apr 2008 11:55:58 PDT Megan Lynn http://defamer.com/index.php?op=postcommentfeed&postId=374703&view=rss&microfeed=true
<![CDATA[ Craigslist Stalking Victim Asks Rachel Bilson To Shit Or Get Off The Pot ]]> bilson-mc.jpgWhile we usually delight in using this space to bring people together, Defamer Connections is occasionally called upon to step in and lend a hand in prying a stalker and their celebrity prey apart. Never, though, have we encountered an instance like the following—a curious reversal of the traditional male/female, celeb/stalker dynamics, in which a local gymgoer has turned to the Craigslist Bureau of Ships in the Night to address heightening concerns over the hungry eyes of Rachel "Formerly of The O.C., Tomorrow, Who Knows?" Bilson. The posting:

Dear Rachel Bilson, - m4w - 99 You practically raped me with your eyes at the gym the other day.
At first I thought, great another perv checkin' me out on the treadmill... then you follow me upstairs, and it just got ridiculous after that. If you're going to stare me down like that either grow some balls and say hi, or kill me, but don't be that creepy stalker chick who follows me around the gym and stares me down. Not cool.

Our advice to Bilson, should she be reading this, is to reject his options, as murdering the author, while putting an immediate end to both of your frustrations, could wind up having severe repercussions down the line. (Ditto growing a set of balls.) Instead, we'd simply suggest you refocus any energies expended lusting after your cardio-room crush back into your own exercise regime; you'll find after just a few weeks, the results will be spectacular enough to transform former stalkees into persistent stalkers, at which point you can post your own Missed Connections notice requesting they "find your sack already and choose the spinning cycle next to mine. It's not like you don't know I always sign up for #17!"

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Tue, 20 Nov 2007 16:50:32 PST Seth http://defamer.com/index.php?op=postcommentfeed&postId=325198&view=rss&microfeed=true
<![CDATA[ Conan O'Brien Enjoys A Friendly Cocktail WIth His Stalker-Priest ]]> celebslam-conan.jpg
The Celebslam blog has photos of a cocktail party meeting between Conan O'Brien and his "stalker priest" taking place last year, in which the Conan-obsessed cleric bent space and time to share a martini with the object of his schizophrenia-enhanced affection. Given that the two men once enjoyed an apparently congenial face-to-face meeting, the Padre's later correspondence about his failure to receive VIP treatment from a Late Night usher when he sought to reconnect with his new best friend seems somewhat less unreasonable—though, in fairness, we must admit that the angle of the photo prevents us from determining if O'Brien's eyes reveal any discomfort about being pitched an idea that the Masturbating Bear character would be much funnier if he wore a priest's collar.

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Fri, 09 Nov 2007 10:10:38 PST Mark http://defamer.com/index.php?op=postcommentfeed&postId=321011&view=rss&microfeed=true
<![CDATA[ Conan O'Brien Mistaken For Oversized Altar Boy, Stalked By Boston Priest ]]> conan-obrien2.jpgCompleting a rite of passage that all late-night talk show hosts must eventually endure as their careers progress—something about the combination of a darkened room, the midnight hour, and a flickering TV screen seem to create unhealthy comedian/schizophrenic attachments—Conan O'Brien has earned the stalky affections of a Catholic priest from Boston, who was arrested in NY last Friday after sending unhinged letters on parish letterhead, threatening O'Brien's parents, and trying to crash a taping of his favorite show:

"I want a public confession before I ever consider giving you absolution - or a spot on your couch," wrote the Rev. David Ajemian, who signed the notes "Padre," said Barbara Thompson, a spokeswoman for the Manhattan district attorney's office.
Court papers say Ajemian referred to himself as "your priest stalker" in one note and complained of not being allowed in to see an earlier taping of the O'Brien show.

"Is this the way you treat your most dangerous fans?" the note said.

An even more chilling look into the Padre's mind can be found on The Smoking Gun, which has the criminal court order that led to his arrest, including this sample: "THIS IS YOUR PRIEST-STALKER AGAIN, THE ONE WHO HAS BEEN TRACKING YOU THROUGH SPACE AND TIME, FROM MATHER HOUSE TO ST. LAWRENCE TO THE MAJESTIC. I PAID $250 TO FLY DOWN TO NYC JUST TO HAVE A SPOT IN THE AUDIENCE, IN THE DIMMING HOPE THAT YOU MIGHT FINALLY ACKNOWLEDGE ME...I'M TOLD BY SOME OF THOSE OFFICIOUS LITTLE USHER PEOPLE THAT YOU'RE OVERBOOKED AND TO GET THE *** OFF THE PREMISES!!!" Thankfully for all involved, even though the priest-stalker believed his brand of crazy couldn't be restrained by space and time, all it took was one uppity NBC page to foil the deranged cleric's plans to meet his favorite Boston Catholic-boy-made-good.

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Thu, 08 Nov 2007 09:41:11 PST Mark http://defamer.com/index.php?op=postcommentfeed&postId=320520&view=rss&microfeed=true
<![CDATA[ Celebrity Stalker Dessarae Bradford Back With A Deeply Unsettling Vengeance ]]>
If you, like us, have at times found yourself wondering what ever happened to Dessarae Bradford, author of I Fucked Alec Baldwin In His Ass (a Quality Paperback Bookclub Selection of the Month™!), guerrilla ambusher of Tonight Show appearances, and, with the recent publication of Colin Farrell: A Dark Twisted Puppy, quickly becoming one of the most prolific celebrity-stalking fruitcake authoresses in recent history—well, then, this is your lucky day. A press release has landed in our inbox from Dessarae herself, updating us to the various exciting projects in development at her production company, based out of an air conditioning exhaust vent behind the 99¢ Only store at Wilshire and Fairfax. A mere taste:

Greetings, this is Dessarae Bradford author ofr [sic] the book Colin Farrell: A Dark Twitsted [sic] Puppy, and whom caused a stir on the Tonight Show With Jay Leno confronting Colin Farrell last July. I wanted all my friends in the media to be the first to get the update on what I have in store for you all this year.

First, since my departure from the spot light, I have been working on my album entitled: DESSARAE BRADFORD UNRESTRAINED which features my new rock metal, and hip hop songs " Poison Love" a rock ballet [sic?] and " Rage" a hard metal song that will be presenting first as a single. My "Rage" song targets the two most villianized [sic] figures of our time Osama Bin Laden and Oj Simpson.

Being that those two men are so deeply hated in our culture though for different reason, I decided to write a song in capsulatingt [sic] the hatred that alot [sic] feel for them. [...]

In the "RAGE" video that will be shot in early September, I stalk out Oj and Bin Laden look alikes and murder them during the video hardcore yet comicly [sic], while chanting the hook of the song "YOUR DEATH IS MY REWARD."

And that's just the beginning! The full release, published on Bradford's website, goes on to relay her plans to conquer every facet of the entertainment industry, not the least of which includes her first movie—a self-produced, semi-autobiographical erotic love story, working title, Colin Farrell: A Dark Twisted Puppy - The Movie. It's certain to be the crowning jewel of the multimedia assault inspired by the vernal, canine mating habits of the Irish movie star.

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Fri, 31 Aug 2007 10:01:33 PDT Seth http://defamer.com/index.php?op=postcommentfeed&postId=295624&view=rss&microfeed=true
<![CDATA[ Overly Enthused Fan Ordered To Keep Her Deadly Mercedes Away From The Bullocks ]]> stalker.jpgWe suppose the delicate balance of trust forged between celebrities and their adoring, chemically imbalanced stalkers was breached at the precise moment when Sandra Bullock's current obsessor, Marcia Diana Valentine, attempted to run over her husband Jesse James "three or four times" with her silver Mercedes in the couple's driveway. (Topic for discussion: Is the stalking class getting wealthier?) Bullock made sure to show up to a court date in the O.C. in person today—see her walking into and out of the hearing here!—where a judge granted her a restraining order:

Actress Sandra Bullock on Friday won a three-year restraining order against a woman she said had tossed animal fur over her gate, left woven palm fronds in her yard and tried to run down her husband.

The "Miss Congeniality" star told a court in the Orange County city of Westminster that the woman, identified as Marcia Diana Valentine, had left the fronds, complete with "weird signs," and "pieces of animal fur" in her yard on five occasions.

Valentine, 45, from nearby Huntington Beach, was arrested last month on charges of trying to run down Bullock's motorcycle mogul husband, Jesse James, in front of the couple's house.

She has also been found on several occasions lying in front of the couple's garage door, yelling obscenities at James, Bullock's lawyer said.

Every stalker adheres to their own signature menu of sacramental offerings, and trying to assign any logical meaning to them is typically a fool's task. Still, we were duly impressed by the eclectic mix of palm fronds, animal skins, and "weird signs," leading us to hypothesize that if the couple hadn't been so hasty in chasing her from their property, perhaps they would have come to realize that these were simply the scattered elements of an exciting proposal soliciting a ground-floor investment in Ms. Valentine's new jungle-themed fur collection.

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Fri, 11 May 2007 16:35:21 PDT Seth http://defamer.com/index.php?op=postcommentfeed&postId=259886&view=rss&microfeed=true
<![CDATA[ Jeff Goldblum's Screenwriting Stalker Just Wanted To Get Her Details Right ]]> goldblum-stalker - DefamerNot since John Cusack found himself the recipient of a series of care packages containing love letters, screwdrivers, and rocks tossed over the fence of his property by a heartsick, homeless admirer, have we been so struck by a celebrity stalker's pertinacity: Meet Linda Ransom, an unfortunately surnamed aspiring screenwriter with third-act problems so insurmountable, she's been tormenting Jeff Goldblum for eight years:

Jeff Goldblum won a permanent restraining order Wednesday against a woman he claims has stalked him for years and appeared outside his house numerous times.

The order issued by a Superior Court judge says Linda Ransom must stay at least 100 yards from the 54-year-old actor, his home, workplace and vehicle.

In court papers filed Feb. 7, Goldblum said he did not know the 44-year-old woman. He claimed she had visited his home more than 50 times in recent months in what he called an "escalating pattern of harassing, threatening, and stalking behavior" since 2001.

In a six-page declaration to the court, Ransom stated she met Goldblum in 1999 at an acting school where Goldblum teaches and talked to him about a screenplay she was working on. On several occasions, she said she went to city venues where he played with his jazz band.

Ransom said she made repeated visits to Goldblum's house to "support my efforts to complete my research and screenplay as accurate as possible."

Why Goldblum chose now to finally file for a restraining order is not entirely clear, though there have been whispers that his beloved pet rabbit had been discovered lying dead on his front step with two brass brads plunged into its eyes. Meanwhile, Ransom's screenplay, working title: How I Instantly Fell In Love With My Future Husband After Watching 'The Big Chill' 278 Times In A Row In The Theater, and All The Fun and Wonderful Times We Are Going To Have Together Once He Realizes We Were Fated To Be Together, Oh Yes, We Will, Mark My Words, has been making the agency and studio rounds, and despite some overly expository passages and on-the-nose characterizations, it's been largely well received as a fresh spin on the stale romcom format.

[Photo: AP]

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Thu, 01 Mar 2007 09:03:02 PST Seth http://defamer.com/index.php?op=postcommentfeed&postId=240716&view=rss&microfeed=true
<![CDATA[ Dessarae Bradford Addresses Your Stalking Questions At CourtTV.com ]]> bradford-chat - DefamerVisitors to CourtTV.com at 2 p.m. PST will be able to chat with Dessarae Bradford, noted self-published memoirist of the beloved coming-of-age tale, I Fucked Alec Baldwin In His Ass, and, more recently, for playing herself as a recurring character in Colin Farrell's living nightmares. You still have well over an hour to prepare your questions for the most media-friendly celebrity stalker of all time, and, as no topic is off-limits, we'd encourage boldness and creativity in your stalker-chat queries. (Some examples: "What did fucking Alec Baldwin in his ass feel like?" "When two or more voices in your head give you conflicting orders, which do you follow?" "Are you as bewildered as we are over Jay Leno's enduring popularity?") Feel free to leave your own in the comments section, and we'll do our best to make sure Dessarae gets them.

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Tue, 26 Sep 2006 13:49:02 PDT Seth http://defamer.com/index.php?op=postcommentfeed&postId=203399&view=rss&microfeed=true
<![CDATA[ Dessarae Bradford Stays On Lunatic Message At Press Conference ]]> dessarebaldwin.jpgIt's been a big week for celebrity-stalking, lunatic sex-worker Dessarae Bradford, who's reached new levels of notoriety since bumrushing Colin Farrell in the midst of a Tonight Show interview. Bradford explained in a statement that the accosting was necessary in order to properly serve her latest lawsuit, and promised even more clarification at a press conference to be held yesterday at noon. NY Daily News JV gossip Lloyd Grove offers a report from the scene:

[T]he 31-year-old Bradford staged a circus-like press conference in front of the L.A. federal courthouse, announcing she's just filed another lawsuit against her target. "Not only am I suing him for slander but for stalking," she told half a dozen reporters. "It's affecting me." Bradford warned those present that if she didn't like what they wrote, she'd sue them, too. As for the Leno incident, she claimed: "My whole purpose was to get Colin Farrell served properly. ... I was intending to be a mini-diversion while my private investigator went up and served him. I never expected Jay Leno's security to step aside. They parted for me like the Red Sea." Bradford also handed out copies of her self-published book, "Colin Farrell: A Dark Twisted Puppy."

An increasingly freaked out Farrell was granted a temporary restraining order on Friday, saying, "I am concerned for the safety of my family." Still, biblical references and paranoid persecution complexes aside, we'd say there's no need to be fearful of the glassy, far-away look in Bradford's eyes as she demands retribution. After all, she claimed to have fucked Alec Baldwin in his ass, an act that would inevitably create a stronger stalker/celebrity bond than mere phone sex, and she has yet to injure any members of his family.

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Tue, 25 Jul 2006 11:37:11 PDT Seth http://defamer.com/index.php?op=postcommentfeed&postId=189715&view=rss&microfeed=true
<![CDATA[ Dessarae Bradford Wants World To Know She's The Stalking Victim Here ]]> dessarebaldwin.jpgDessarae Bradford, the woman who ambushed Colin Farrell on Thursday night's taping of The Tonight Show, has released a statement regarding the incident, and promises further deranged ramblings at a press conference downtown at noon today. As it turns out, Bradford insists she isn't a crazy stalker at all—she simply wanted to ensure Farrell was duly prepped for the court papers her "private pi guy / process server doug" would be delivering a few hours later. (Her insane suit, dismissed once already, claims that Farrell harrassed her with dirty phone calls and text messages, and, worst of all, failed to show up for a sex date, a blatant breach of make-believe contract for which he owes her $4,750.) From a statement released to the media and on her website:

I was at the show with Doug to get Colin Farrell served for court before he left the country.

Tomorrow I will explain how my 1st process serving attempt at the Leno show toward colin farrell got botched and how I ended up on the stage confronting Colin and handing Jay and Colin a copy of my book "COLIN FARRELL: A DARK TWISTED PUPPY." Colin instantly reconized me. And his reaction was nothing like Colin Farrell's pr team is trying to spin it to be.


COLIN FARRELL'S REACTION TOWARD ME AND INTERACTION TOWARD ME IS EXTREAMELY SELF- INCRIMINATING ON COLIN FARRELL'S PART.

So much so that's why nbc has not released the tape of our interaction. [...]

COLIN FARRELL NEVER TOUCHED MY ELBOW AND SUMMONED GUARDS. [...]

I AM NOT STALKING COLIN FARRELL, I AM TOO SELF ABSORBED TO EVER STALK ANYONE.

It's all too typical that public sympathies would immediately fall towards the celebrity, as opposed to, say, the innocent victim charging at them during a TV interview and waving a copy of a self-published manuscript in their hands. Thanks to Bradford's reasoned, all-caps explanation of her side of events, however, we now know that since Farrell chose not to scamper under the desk to the safety of Jay Leno's legs, that the actor must indeed be guilty of the prurient charges.

[Photo: BoingBoing]

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Mon, 24 Jul 2006 11:34:03 PDT Seth http://defamer.com/index.php?op=postcommentfeed&postId=189412&view=rss&microfeed=true
<![CDATA[ Colin Farrell Victim Of Crazy-Lady Ambush On 'Tonight Show' ]]> bradford-farrell - DefamerThe canned, corny tedium of The Tonight Show was interrupted last night when a female audience member walked on stage and approached Colin Farrell, who was there to promote Miami Vice. While the confrontation never made it to air, a witness recalled, "She said something to Colin Farrell that no one heard, then he took her by the elbow, led her off stage, asked the cameramen to turn off their cameras and asked for security." Access Hollywood.com is now reporting that the woman in question is Dessarae Bradford, author of the classic of the celebrity-stalking-fruitcake canon, My S/M Romp With Alec Baldwin, and singer of "Colin Farrell is My Bitch (I Fucked Alec Baldwin in His Ass)," streaming as we speak on her MySpace page.

Dessarae Bradford, alleged in a small-claims lawsuit that Farrell stalked her with inappropriate calls and text messages, but her lawsuit against Farrell was dismissed. [...]

According to other audience members, Bradford left a copy of her self-published book, "Colin Farrell: A Dark Twisted Puppy," on Leno's desk.

According to a studio audience guest, Farrell calmly walked Bradford off stage and then, as she was escorted off the set, she shouted, "I'll see you in court" and Farrell retorted, "You're insane."

It's one thing to pimp your "I strapped on a dildo and plowed a major, male movie star" exclusive at a sex convention. But interrupting a Tonight Show interview breaches an unspoken line few celeb stalkers are willing to cross. Even the most shameless of psychotic delusionals know when to turn down the crazy, particularly if it might step on Jay Leno's carefully rehearsed banter about "the difference between Irish and American girls."

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Fri, 21 Jul 2006 12:11:02 PDT Seth http://defamer.com/index.php?op=postcommentfeed&postId=189048&view=rss&microfeed=true
<![CDATA[ Alleged John Cusack Stalker Insists She's Just Misunderstood Penpal ]]> cusack-bandw - DefamerCelebrity/stalker disagreements are almost always precarious matters—usually he-said/ she-screamed-incoherently affairs, with the truth lying somewhere in the gray area in between. In the case of John Cusack's alleged obsessor, Jennifer Leatherman, the actor filed and won a restraining order against the homeless 31-year-old, claiming she threw "long letters of interest over my fence in bags with rocks and screwdrivers inside." In an interview with the AP, however, Leatherman denied having catapulted the care packages into Cusack's yard, and resents the implication:

Leatherman, who has been staying with friends in Los Angeles, said she only sent Cusack two letters. She said they were to request that he use his celebrity status to urge police to investigate her belief that she was drugged and raped by several men in 2001. She said police have refused to take a report.

"I feel I've been set up to look like a stalker," said Leatherman, who must stay at least 500 feet from Cusack, his home, workplace, car and any company or office where he does business.

It's easy, of course, for the famous to allow their paranoid imaginations to run away from them, imbuing what might be just a heartfelt gesture with dark, possibly threatening undertones. Sometimes, however, a one-bedroom apartment converted into a celebrity-shrine-cum-crucifix-emporium is just that: a loving tribute from an appreciative fan, who only asks in return that you use your Hollywood Mind-Rays to telepathically explode the heads of their enemies.

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Thu, 20 Jul 2006 12:51:54 PDT Seth http://defamer.com/index.php?op=postcommentfeed&postId=188739&view=rss&microfeed=true
<![CDATA[ Pamela Anderson's Stalker Needs An Agent ]]> pamela-anderson4.jpgWith its high density of seemingly sexually available actresses, the sleepy upscale beach town of Malibu has lately become a hotbed for stalkers. Recently, Jennifer Aniston obtained a restraining order for an unwanted love interest with bad timing, and now The Smoking Gun has Pamela Anderson's filing to prevent a British homeless man's future offers for creative collaboration:

3. I live in a gated community in Malibu. Mr. Stansfield has come to my neighborhood on several occasions and left various papers in my mailbox. These papers related to Mr. Stansfield's attempts to work with me. I have no intention of working with Mr. Stansfield. [...]

5...I had hoped that Mr. Stansfield would stop harassing us. However, on September 7, 2005, Mr. Stansfield's attempts to confront me and my family escalated. On that day, Mr. Stansfield appeared at the school that my sons attend... At the time I went down to get Dylan, I saw Mr. Stansfield standing over Dylan and talking to him. When I went to get Dylan away from him, he began talking to me, explaining that he wanted me to stop working the [sic] "Stacked" and work on a movie with a script that he had written for me.

This just illustrates how crucial it is to go through the proper channels to approach a star with a project. If the poor guy had only sent an agent to menace Anderson's children until she read his script instead of doing it himself, we might be reading about a deal in Variety instead of in court papers. After all, it's not like his work could've been any worse than an episode of Stacked, even if he wrote it entirely on a roll of toilet paper stolen from a gas station bathroom.

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Tue, 27 Sep 2005 15:36:14 PDT Mark http://defamer.com/index.php?op=postcommentfeed&postId=127808&view=rss&microfeed=true
<![CDATA[ Jennifer Aniston Has The World's Prettiest Stalker ]]> orlando-bloom-stalker.jpg
Unfortunately, this is just one of those serendipitous computer-generated photo/story mismatches, not a gripping account of how the world's prettiest and least-threatening stalker wandered into Jennifer Aniston's home.

Of course, should Orlando Bloom ever decide to break into Aniston's Malibu pad and breathe deeply from the bouquet of her underwear drawer, no one will suspect him. The perfect crime!

[Go here and scroll down about a bit to see the story, but it will probably be corrected shortly.]

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Fri, 26 Aug 2005 09:05:28 PDT Mark http://defamer.com/index.php?op=postcommentfeed&postId=122505&view=rss&microfeed=true