Two months ago, I wrote about Jack McClellan, the self-proclaimed “pedophile” who blogs about the best places to ogle pre-teen girls.
He had just departed the Los Angeles area for Portland, Ore., because restraining orders were cramping his style.
Jack McClellan was discussed frequently in the L.A. media over the summer. McClellan himself spoke so freely on national platforms such as CNN, Fox News, “Glenn Beck” and “The Steve Wilkos Show,” people began to speculate that the man’s real problem wasn’t sexual perversion but a pathological desire for attention.
I wondered whether McClellan’s ultimate goal was to be beaten severely by a bunch of irate fathers. He was certainly talking enough shit to bring that kind of energy crashing down on himself.
Well, I heard on the radio this morning that Jack McClellan has apparently returned to L.A. County. Why? Who knows?
But he has re-titled his blog “Los Angeles Girl Love,” and he has posted an item that seems calculated to stimulate the salivary glands of local reporters and radio talk-show hosts. (Or to hasten his own lynching. Whatever gets him off.) To wit:
“I am now available to sexually service young women in the Los Angeles area. In order to arrange a date with me, you must e-mail me a copy of your state-issued driver's license or photo ID (or passport) proving that you are at least 18. I prefer small, height-weight-proportional young women who are into role-playing as underaged girls (shaved pussy a must). All races are welcome, but I prefer Caucasians, Latinas, and Asians. Due to numerous threats to my physical safety, the date location will be of my choosing after we meet in a public place, you will be subject to a weapons search, and there will be no telephone communication allowed during the date. No monies or other valuables will be exchanged for sex acts.”
In my bones, I feel that this won’t end well. Call me Kreskin.