Over here in non-bizarro land, the dealio is that Bill Schmalfeldt is the one with the rather odd fetish for dead babies and the things that are done to them. How quickly he forgets the things that he has done, such as the colorful “About the Author” that he put on the listing for this book. Back in 2014.
For those of you who can’t read the small print, Bill Schmalfeldt decided to attribute a rather nasty fantasy of his – involving Bill force-feeding a dead child to its father as the mother watches in horror – to a gentleman who went by the moniker of EPWJ. EPWJ never said or wrote those words. They came straight from the brain of Bill Schmalfeldt who put them, oddly enough, into one section of the Amazon listing that no one else but the Author (or the publishing house) has access to.
EPWJ’s crime at that time, was posting a review to another one of Bill’s books that Bill claimed EPWJ had not read. Bill has decided that EPWJ has committed other crimes, namely the crime of committing butthurt on him in the first degree, and is suing him, along with myself, in his latest LOLSuit.
Bill has issues with lots of other people’s young children. He photoshopped a skull onto one woman’s baby. That and other things earned him a restraining order in Arizona. Of course he tormented the Stranahans over the loss of their dear Colette. He mentioned my grandson in ways that both I and a Rockingham County Court decided were worthy of a restraining order. I guess he thinks doing things like this make him look, I don’t know… good?
So in reality, it is Bill Schmalfeldt and his obsession with depicting children in vile and filthy ways (up to an including his cub scout parody) that make him the creepy one.