There is this guy who calls himself Joe Anan. Clearly, looking at the name tag in the picture above, that wasn’t his real name. I’ve seen his BS floating around social media for several months in several of the groups that I monitor – one is the group of the Infantry Battalion that I served with in Desert Storm – 1st Battalion 41st Infantry of the 2nd Armored Division (Forward). This fellow (whatever his name is) claims that we left him out in the desert to fend for himself for three months after Desert Storm. He took his fantasy to The Guardian that was more than happy to print his BS. His claim is that he was assigned to our Support Battalion. After Desert Storm, we ran a screen between the Iraqi Army and the fleeing Shi’ites. Some of our companies built refugee camps for the Shi’ites. ANyway, here are snippets of “Joe’s” story;
Then word reached us that a soldier in the Rafha refugee camp run by the US army, in northern Saudi Arabia, needed help: he’d been operating a fork lift for weeks and was desperate for a break. It was only for three days, so I offered to cover.
We flew there in a helicopter and, as I climbed out, the guy I was replacing ran past me and jumped in, saying, “See you, buddy!” Three days later, there was no sign of him. I couldn’t check where he was with my superiors, because I had no walkie-talkie or mobile. Everything in the military is on a need-to-know basis, so I didn’t question it – I was 22 at the time.
Who calls them “walkie-talkies”? Anyway, he claims that he had a few months of MREs, a forklift and a tanker full of fuel. Initially, he was a few hundred yards from a two thousand man unit (yeah, that’s about the size of an infantry battalion) led by a single lieutenant. One morning “Joe” woke up and they were all gone – he hadn’t heard two thousand people leaving in the middle of the night.
So, Joe, where did the refugees go? That was the reason that we were in Rafha – to house Iraqi refugees. By the way, Joe, Rafha is in Saudi Arabia, not Kuwait, no wonder you were lost.
Anyway, he claims that he had enough fuel that for three months he went out driving his forklift looking for American units. Until one fateful day;
One morning, I was out driving and thought I saw a sandstorm coming, but knew that it was far too early. I swerved to the left of it and drove as fast as I could.
Then I realised [sic] it was a convoy of trucks with two tanks. One fired a warning shot at me, but I kept going. As they got closer, a man shouted, “Man, where the hell did you come from?” I said, “I’ll tell you, just get me out of here first!”
Tanks just drive around the desert firing warning shots at anything that moves, I guess. I didn’t know that tanks had “warning shot” rounds. And what’s that BS about being “too early” for a sandstorm? I didn’t know they only happened at certain times of day.
It turned out I’d lost track of time: they told me it was May; I’d been alone for three months.
Eventually, I rejoined my unit in northern Germany. When I stepped through the door, one of the guys fell to the floor in amazement – he thought he’d seen a ghost. Most of them thought I had died.
I was still in Saudi Arabia in May, too – I’d stayed behind to ship our Bradleys back to Germany when our humanitarian mission had ended, but I’d never heard anything about Joe Lost Boy being found.
No one has taken responsibility for abandoning me, and there was no investigation. So much for the army adage, “We never leave a soldier behind.” I originally joined the army because I had been abused as a child, and I wanted to prove to myself no one could hurt me again, and that I could protect people. I now know no one can break me, but I will never get over feeling utterly abandoned.
On his Facebook page, he claims that he’s finding proof that his Lieutenant left him behind on purpose as “an act of revenge” for something. Sounds plausible – the Army doesn’t have layers of records to track personnel. They can just drive off and leave them.
Even if they did want to leave him to die, some clerk would have gotten antsy about a forklift and a tanker truck that was with him, wouldn’t they? That’s accountable property that someone would have to pay for.
Of course, now he’s saying that he was only missing for three weeks, not three months, you know because our group is calling BS on him in contradiction to what he told The Guardian. I saw a lot of stupid BS go on in 1/41, the 498th Support Battalion and 2d AD, but I would never accuse them of leaving a private in the desert to fend for himself. I have no proof that it didn’t happen, but he doesn’t any proof that it did happen either.
So, now he’s claiming that he went back to Garlstedt with 1/41 Infantry rear detachment that shipped their Bradley fighting vehicles back to Germany after the war. i was the NCOIC of that detail and he wasn’t attached to us. After that lie was exposed, he said he was attached to a Marine Corps unit guarding their swimming pool. The Marines wouldn’t let the Army use their swimming pool because we wouldn’t give them a detail to clean up after them – and we weren’t there to swim.
Jeebus…now he’s bragging about how he was awarded the Humanitarian Service Medal….like it was just for him.
Yeah, someone called him out on that over on the FB page. He said that he wasn’t sure if the entire unit received the Humanitarian Service Medal but for sure he did.
What a dick-bag.
He pulled down some of the posts on his FB page. The scrubbing has begun.
I meant to add that the story of his return to Germany is simply ludicrous. They thought he was dead? How did they carry him on the unit roster all of that time? Was he listed as DUSTWUN or KIA? Does he really think that his company chain of command kept his absence a secret for 4-6 months? Can you imagine the conversation at Battalion when they redeployed?
BN CDR: ‘Hey, B Co, as soon as you guys are up on sensitive items we can let everyone go on block leave.’
B Co: ‘Sir, we have 100% accountability of weapons and pro masks except for one set’
BN XO: ‘What’s the issue?”
B Co XO: ‘Sir, no big deal, it’s PFC Seller’s stuff. He’s missing or KIA or something, so we can account for his sensitive items. We just don’t know where he is’
BN CDR. ‘Man, that’s a relief. Losing a Soldier is nowhere near as bad as losing accountability of a sensitive item. OK, see you guys in a couple weeks. Don’t forget to give a safety brief. We wouldn’t want a DUI or domestic violence incident to ruin block leave for everyone’
CSM: ‘1SGs, remind your Soldiers that even though they are on leave they have to wear reflective belts if they run PT. Also, I don’t wanna see anyone with unauthorized eye pro, even in civvies.”
OK, standing offer: if anyone can come up with full name under which this dipstick served (FIRST/MIDDLE/LAST) plus DOB and POB, I’ll be happy to file the FOIA.
We already know the claimed service and approximate dates; first name is likely “Joseph” (need confirmation) and last name at time of service appears to have been “Sellers” (also need confirmation). Don’t have middle name, DOB, or POB.
SSN would help, but likely isn’t strictly necessary as long as the rest of the info above is correct. As always please do NOT do anything unlawful or unethical to obtain the SSN.
The Facebook Impressum for Joe Anan-Veteran indicates the owner as Joseph Roy Anan. I think his son has the same name, Jr. His birthdate is listed there as well.
I would guess the name in which he served under would be Joseph Roy Sellers.
Hondo~
It appears his full name is Joseph Roy Sellers-Anan
Birthday is November 30
Not sure of year though…still looking
1968
November 1969
Oops sorry…. November 30 1968
Thanks. Can try a FOIA with that, but chances of getting a meaningful response are slim without place of birth (POB) also.
Hondo, perhaps Fort Washington, MD.
So he’s one of those gash boys that took his wife’s name after a hymen…I mean Hyphen.
His dad must be so proud.
Left this jackwagon behind on purpose? Good job LT and thank you Sir! I see an ARCOM in your future for being forward thinking about an ass hat.
divorced a woman with the last name of Anan.
I pointedly questioned him on hiS FB page, and got my posts deleted, and he blocked me from commenting further… nothing to hide there, I guess
Yeah, the cocksucker is doing damage control. Playing the victim now, right out of the poser manual.
Just a lonely Joe, rolling around in the desert.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ksvm7fovhJQ
Armageddon!
I asked him a few questions and got some answers that raised even more questions in my mind. I asked him another set of follow-ups, and he stuck to his story and it changed and got a little more convoluted.
1) How did you keep both the forklift and fueler serviced and operational when those vehicles require a weekly -20 level maintenance cleaning for proper operation in that environment?
I was in Engineers Platton, I was crossed trained in various factors of mechanical and hydraulic and generator, water pumps etc . maintenance. My primary MOS at the time was 63J . However, I could not do any maintenance on the forklift as I had no tools other than changing the left front wheel once. The tanker just sat there.
He cross-trained in various mechanical and hydrolic repair, but I have a feeling his MOS list will show only 63J. In order to do some of those jobs, you need a butt-load of training. That is, unless he’s talking about PMCS (or -10 level maintenance). However, he could do no maintenance in the middle of the sandbox to prevent the engine from gumming up with sand. Also, tankers don’t just “sit there.” Every tanker I’ve ever worked around needs the engine running for the pumps to work. It’s not like a gas station pump.
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2) Who had those vehicles signed out? Each vehicle required at least an E-4 to sign out, and one person can only sign out one vehicle. So, if the person you were replacing was the signed operator of the forklift, where was the signed operator of the fueler? I only ask because there is no record of a fueler operator being brought up on a UCMJ-level statement of charges for abandonment of their vehicle.
I would have no clue who was responsible for the tanker nor the forklift. I was just supposed to be there 3 days. As far as UCMJ actions, I only know that CPT Conn was in a world of trouble about missing equipment when I returned to Garlstedt.
He has no idea who signed out either vehicle, yet a look at the UCMJ actions shows that there were none around the time period for the loss of a fucking forklift and tanker. Sure, both were returned (in theory), but they were still lost for three weeks/months and were still on someone’s property book. Because of the cost of those vehicles, someone’s head should have rolled.
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3) Why were you wandering the desert when there was a good-condition serviceable road connecting all three refugee camps with Rafha City at the time?
I saw no roads from my point of view anywhere. I didn’t wonder the desert, I kept close to my point of duty and my supplies until the day I saw the convoy. As far as I knew I was in the middle of nowhere as I was choppered in to the location meters from the forklift. Honestly, I could have been 3 miles or 10 miles from where ever they moved the camp and I would not have known. I know it sounds ridiculous.
I’ve seen the maps from the area, to include the maps from back then. There were in fact hardball roads in the area. He was brought in by air (because all assignments to relieve a guard is by air) and he never saw them? He also traveled around the area and never saw them? Also, since when will a fucking chopper pilot set down within meters of a fucking vehicle? There are space limits and requirements that pilots know by heart so they don’t break their choppers. At least he’s right that it sounds ridiculous.
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4) What happened to the allied personnel stationed at the refugee camp to ensure the safety and sustenance of the refugee population? Why did you not seek them out and ask them to relay communications to American forces?
Again, I saw no one anywhere until the convoy came around. As far as allied forces , they were not at the camp I supported.
He was the sole supporter of the camp. There was no U.N. team assigned to the camp. Um, no. That’s not the way it works. Also, the camp was run by allied forces, but apparently it was abandoned and the refugees abducted by UFOs in the middle of the night.
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5) What did your unit list you as on their roster when you were missing? Did they list you as MIA, KIA, etc? Did this cause any issues with your pay or leave status? What did you have to do to get your status resolved back to being on the active roster?
I I don’t know the answer to that but when I PCS´d to Ft Polk, I did´nt get paid my full pay and sometimes not at all for six months. They told me that is was because I did not pay federal taxes during the war. When I returned to Germany, I flipped out a few times after I heard what my NCOs where saying about replacing my sleeping bag, and when asked by other soldiers where I was, saying mind your business and F* Sellers. Then they kept me from the motor pool and put me in charge of the NBC room to keep me close and quiet. I did go to JAG once but they would not investigate after talking with CPT Conn. I just gave up and went to Ft Polk. There was still even more challenges there.
First, you don’t pay federal taxes when you’re deployed. The Army is all about stopping your pay for no reason because you didn’t pay what you didn’t have to pay when you’re deployed. I’ve worked pay crap at my rear det unit and it fucking sucks, but this isn’t the shit that happens.
Second, replacing a fart sack is a non-issue. I’m a supply guy and I can promise you that I’ve had higher cost items that I had to field-loss during fucking training weekends rather than going after Joe for the money. That’s not the way things work in reality, even in the active component.
Third, he went to JAG with his having been fucking abandoned and they didn’t investigate? That’s not the way it works, either. Abandonment during a combat engagement, and being left to rot while your unit tried to keep your disappearance quiet, is the kind of thing JAG takes very seriously. However, after talking to the officer in charge of his unit during the deployment when he was abandoned, they decided not to investigate because wink, wink, nudge, nudge, know-what-I-mean, know-what-I-mean. You know, the exact opposite of how the Army does things like that.
I’ll bet he broke a nail or two changing that left wheel!
This fish story gets dumber and dumber by the sentence.
The funny thing on his FB he stated he got a flat while driving to another camp, that was why he needed the spare. So he could find another camp while troops were there but the minute everyone bugged out he got amnesia?
I also like how he keeps switching his story when called on parts of it. First it was three months, now three weeks. He drove as far as he could each day searching for people, now he stayed where he was.
Blames it ALL on the person interviewing him, he was misquoted. I guess his ass started feeling the heat and decided to delete one of the posts along with the comments. Screw this guy.
I asked him a few questions and got some answers that raised even more questions in my mind. I asked him another set of follow-ups, and he stuck to his story and it changed and got a little more convoluted.
1) What kind of equipment or supplies were you supposed to be moving near the refugee camp that you didn’t have any junior NCO supervision and/or contact?
I was moving pallets of water and MREs and these Raviolis and Packaged bread. I was a Specialist and did not need supervision to move the supplies. I was told to bring a palette of each each day.
So, as a Specialist, he was given all day to do absolutely nothing but move four pallets? I’m sorry, but that’s not how shit is done. As an E-4, he would have been given at least a single guard duty rather than sitting on his ass and doing nothing more than jerking it all day long without any kind of supervision. Because E-4’s are such hard workers, I guess.
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2) You state that you were relieving someone on a forklift, but what were you doing on that forklift and why were you so far removed from the rest of the troops to the point that they could mob that amount without you hearing them? I’ve been part of moving a BN-level unit and it is far from silent. There are horns, both vehicle and air horns, whistles, yelling, shouting, and a crap-ton of vehicle engines. So, how far removed from the main element were you and why?
I cannt tell you why the supplies and forklift where so far removed from the front of the camp. It was that way when I got there, I did not question it. They had supplies at the front of the camp but handed it out to the refugees at the front of the camp. I guess having the supplies in the rear as well was to be sure everyone received something without having so many people rush the front. But each day the supplies I drove up to the wire were gone, so they were using it. I believe I was actually about 700 meters from the front of the camp. I was at the bottom of a hill, not at the top of a hill like the article said. I could not hearing anything from the camp really until I drove to the top which was about 200 or more meters from my station with the supplies and tanker.
The Army always places its supply point out of earshot of the protecting force in a combat zone with an active hostile presence. That’s just the way things are done. You know, no guerilla/insurgent force would ever think to attack a single guy with all of the food for the refugee population that is so far from the main force that he wouldn’t be heard screaming and possibly wouldn’t even hear gunfire. But, the supplies were in the rear, so there were soldiers between the supplies and the enemy in the entire fucking country.
The fact that the soldiers at the post were so stupid to think that four magical pallets just appeared didn’t think to look for how it happened. They didn’t think that they saw a forklift before debarking and thought it just left ahead of them. Finally, they decided to leave in the middle of the night because fuck convoy drivers, they don’t need any sleep.
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3) You state that you received a replacement tire for your forklift and that it was helocast to you. How did you requisition this replacement, which command did you contact for it and how did you contact them? Why did you not use that method of contact to request your own replacement and/or relief?
Ok, an Arabic military guy came to me on foot, and asked me to drive to another camp to lift a forklift up because their tire ways flat. So I drove in the direction he said drive as it was getting dark. I then as well got a flat on the jagged rocks. He kept running the direction he was leading me but I went back toward my camp. I could see the lights from the camp and walked in that direction. I stayed in the GP Large tent with those soldiers over-nite. They called someone and said LTC Hillmann would have a fully inflated wheel flown in the next morning. The morning arrived and a helicopter came with the tire. I put down forks enough to lift the front of the forklift and changed the tire with the help of some of the soldiers. Because it was morning, I drove back to my supply site to get supplies for the camp when I found that my sleeping bag was stolen and a pile of shit was in its place.
So, an Arabic military guy told you to abandon your post because he needed you somewhere else in a country where there were Republican Guard forces mounting a guerilla campaign in the small scale? He also wanted you to drive in a location he was leading you on foot, even though all allied forces had their own vehicles. Then, you got a flat and he just kept running rather than realizing he was no longer being followed. You walked toward the lights and nobody questioned you about where you came from, how you got there, and just told you to rack out in a tent rather than questioning the fuck out of you.
However, a Colonel said they’d have a tire flown out to you (because the supply network always uses helicopters even though it is far cheaper to truck things) because reasons. Also, the fact a Colonel said this rather than someone in the fucking Supply Network like it would actually go through. They also flew the tire out to the middle of nowhere rather than sending a wrecker out to tow the forklift back to the base, realize that the forklift wasn’t signed out to the guy, and began a theft investigation. Oh, wait, that doesn’t really happen in the Army.
However, he found that his sleeping bag had mysteriously turned into a pile of shit for no apparent reason. It was either this mysterious CPT Conn or the common Iraqi Gremlin. Also, the camp wasn’t alerted to the disappearance of their forklift driver and his forklift because someone scored a free sleeping bag, so fuck that guy.
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4) If the refugee camp was being used by refugees before the pull-out of the unit, what happened to the refugees that were there and continued to remain there according to Army records on those three camps?
You are asking a question I cannot possibly answer. When I woke up the camp was gone, where to I don’t know. I never even knew what the camps where called until about a year ago. I had been forgotten, deserted, abandoned , missed as far as I knew and had no idea where I was located. I did´nt even know that I was in Saudi . They asked for a volunteer to relief one of our guys who had been operating a forklift. No one wanted to do it and most of my squad were married and I was´nt so I figured what the heck, I will do it. They did´nt tell me where but they did tell me 3 days and that it was in relief of supporting refugees. That’s it. You know , I would not be confessing this shit experience 25 years later or at any other time if those responsible would have been held accountable and people would have not covered it up and made me think it was no big deal 25 years ago.
When he woke up, the camp was gone. The entire thing just disappeared and was replaced with a few boxes in the desert. The entire refugee camp had completely disappeared overnight. After he left, the refugees knew the joke had succeeded and rebuilt the camp, to include the allied forces who were stationed there. So, he thought he was abandoned, but it was just a joke that the refugees were in on.
He didn’t even know where he was, because he didn’t know who to ask. Also, volunteer driver jobs should go to the unmarried because they’re dangerous. They’re so dangerous that he decided to follow a random Arabic guy into the middle of the desert for no reason.
I wonder what would have happened if someone who was smart had volunteered for the assignment. They probably would have spent the three days of the voluntary job moving the pallets closer to the camp and then getting one of the cozy tent that the smart soldiers were sleeping in rather than acting like a fucking ranger and sleeping on the raised forks of the lift (like you aren’t supposed to do and are told several times that you shouldn’t do in training and your unit).
LTC Hillman was the 1/41 Infantry battalion commander. I’m sure he didn’t have any forklift tires or helicopters.
He probably also had better things to do than take over a job that a Supply Sergeant should have handled. I know, I was the supply daddy for a BSB HHC. I think the highest person who dealt with this kind of crap was the SPLAT (usually a 1LT with the rare CPT).
I would imagine that the lug nuts on a combat forklift are similar, but much larger than, lug nuts on a Hummer. Do you just dig into the trunk of your 1974 Chevy Impala and use that lug wrench? Because the Lone Ranger here makes no mention of an impact wrench.
And as stated above, why would the Army leave critical supplies away from the main area with no personnel to guard it, other than one lone E-3 who received no briefings, no relief for chow or hygiene, and no means of communication?
As to the Army not writing off a sleeping bag, when Hack Stone left Saudi Arabia during Desert Shield to go back for radio tech school, the needledick supply reservist would not sign him out of his parent command because the Equipment Custody Receipt he received when he turned in his 782 gear did not account for his five tent stakes and shelter half guideline. Yeah, no shit.
Not just the nuts Hack Stone, but the weight of the tire and rim would be at least a few hundred pounds, i remember a Mechanic telling me that a HEMMTT tire with rim is around 400 pounds.
Did he have any WD40 to loosen up those lug nuts, by the way? I’d bet they were so big, each one required a half-can of it, just to loosen it.
Sorry, I simply cannot do this without snorting in laughter so loudly, my cat thinks I’m having a frenzy attack.
Lefty loosey, righty righty. Or is it the other way around since he was on the other side of the hemisphere?
Well, that’s correct unless you’re this poor guy (NSFW).
(smile)
That was the usual way things ran, however did run into something totally opposite.
Just before we deployed in May 1991 to the Persian Gulf I got a Devil Dog who had went straight from MOS School to Saudi Arabia as part of a Combat Replacement Company.
He managed to come back with every single piece of his 782 Gear. He was never checked out if supply, just given orders and put on the plane back.
He wasnt he only one. There were at least three other Marines who came to the Battalion the same thing happened to.
‘I didn´t even know that I was in Saudi.’
That one. That right there. That is comedy gold. It is Abbot & Costello in another ‘Road to Nowhere’ movie, and they don’t even have Dorothy L’Amour to pretty up the scenery, because CAMELS!!
What country on Planet Hell did this maroon ‘toon think he was in? Wait, I have it: he was in Far-Far-Away!
Someone should tell him to stop now, because he will need a 100 yards of chow line to get out of that hole he’s dug for himself.
I’ve said it before, and I will say it again.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-NzgmeSeySA
Hi,
I’m a British Guardian reader. I have no military experience but I thought the story was pretty weird. I doubt if the US army would lose someone like that.
I hope you’ve told the Guardian.
Mr. Rowe: you’re very perceptive, thank you. 🙂
I think at least one of our folks here has told the Guardian that this clown is a liar and a fraud, but please feel free to say the same to them. You might have more credibility than us colonials.
Thanks again, stop by any time!
They probably left his sorry ass on purpose.
Turd.
I just sent Hoe Anan this message on facebook
“I’m glad you survive getting left by your battle buddies at the strip club. Thankfully you gave your wallet to your friend. I don’t know what you would have done after the stripper gave you first drink. I’m sure it would have been bad for your bank account. I think it was the Lt. who planned to ditch you at the club that night. I didn’t like that club Desert Rhino either”.
Methinks this dude is suffering from a case of the vapors. Only Southerners will know what this means. Now for the large unit pulling stake in the middle of night and being gone when he woke up, there can be ONLY one answer. He had wandered into the famous Yakistan 5th Battalion Mime Corps. Their normal M. O. is to remove the glass panels they use for interpretation quietly and dig down like sand moles heading under the Mexican/Unites States border. Poof!!!!! They’re gone before breakfast!
Onanism: coitus interruptus.
Ananism: being interrupted while talking out of one’s ass.
Learn something new every day. I always thought “onanism” was defined as logfloggus maximus. (smile)
That’s actually the most common definition now. But, the term came from the story of Onan in the Bible. Onan was in an arranged marriage with his older brother’s widow. However, rather than impregnating the widow (thus giving his brother an heir under Jewish law), Onan pulled out and “spilled his seed on the ground.” This proved to be a bad decision on Onan’s part as God slew him for his disobedience.
Maybe an alternate definition of “ananism” would be telling a BS jerkoff story. I like the interruptus part, though, as that’s pretty much what happened to our man here.
I’ll have to ask my cohorts if they knew this guy. I was a scout (19D) in HHC, 1-41, 2AD (FWD) 1988 – 1990 and PCS’d to 24th ID (MECH) in JAN 1990.
Sandstorms happened in Saudi and Iraq whenever.
At the beginning of the ground offensive, we went into Iraq on the west side of the Neutral Zone during a sand storm. It was perfect since we had thermals in our M3 Bradley to guide the drivers.
We didn’t have any combat off-road forklifts with us though. Some M1’s with mine rollers and plows but no fork lifts.
Would have been pretty awesome to skewer some of the Republican Guard troops though.
http://www.exclusive-entgroup.com/x-team/
Anybody seen this? lol
Oh man, what a fucking shit show at that link. That has to be a joke
WHA-TA-FUckizzat, “Mega-Douchebags ‘R’ Us”?
Holy Shit! He’s the “IPRC”
international public relations correspondent!
Leaves a shitty aftertaste in your mouth just saying it!!
Hey IDC, the chick pictured at that joke of a link….
Would you?
Nelia? Hellz yeah.
All is right with the world. Semper Fi IDC
Reminds me of a website for a proud woman owned business based in Bethesda MD that sells overpriced outdated software to the federal government. How many companies they screwed out of money. Maybe they have a tie in with The Stunning Agency.
Jeez, lol. This poor bastard had no idea what his bullshit story would lead to.
He seems to have deleted one FB profile or gone invisible.
I linked the TAH page to all his groups I could find and many of his pictures.
…and his son’s FB page. lol
Forsooth, he fucketh himself greatly.
He may go the legal name change route to avoid his new found Google fame.
THAT or he’ll seek the legal advice and help of a certain NON-CPO currently listed as “Not Eligible to practice Law” in the State of CA or he’ll try to lay low until he thinks the heat’s off and go back to con gaming.
Facebook page is now currently unavailable…
BOOM
Wow. Just when you think you’ve heard every whopper out there….
those a-holes at the guardian are still eating the story up like free gubbament cheese
Maybe it will be made into a Lifetime Movie “A Soldier and his Forklift to Freedom”.
If you put Drew Carey in it, it might be worth watching.
There has to be a part where he pisses off a woman and he gets staked to an ants nest or burned in his bed etc.
belay my last…the comments are closed down on the guardian
Is this stumpsucking clown starting to throw out the begging card yet?
If he’s even remotely smart, he’ll make himself disappear like I did.
I dunno what’s more irritating, his lies or that half duck face pose he puts on in those pictures.
He is trying to channel Derek Zoolander
Just another unwanted turd as a by-product of unprotected ass-sex…..gone bad.
His FB page is back up and he pretty much scrubbed all criticism.
https://www.facebook.com/joe.anan.veteran/
It sure does look a lot different this morning than it did yesterday.
Take a few days off, and man oh man… What a piece of shit. He was a Combat Veteran, good enough for most I know. Not for this idiot obviously. The desire for fame… well you are famous now asshole.