Report: #576996

Complaint Review: Ripoff Report | Jessica Horton & Associates

  • Submitted: Tue, March 02, 2010
  • Updated: Thu, August 27, 2015
  • Reported By: Nw realtor — Bellevue Washington U.S.A.
  • Jessica Horton & Associates
    892 School Road, Suite B
    Internet
    United States of America

Jessica Horton & Associates TRUSTED BUSINESS REVIEW: Jessica Horton & Associates dedicated to total customer satisfaction. Jessica Horton & Associates accomplishes this by: implementing excellent customer service and honesty with sophisticated cutting-edge technology.
*UPDATE: Jessica Horton & Associates pledges commitment to Ripoff Report Corporate Advocacy, Business Remediation & Customer Satisfaction Program. A program that benefits consumers, ensuring complete satisfaction, confidence when doing business with a member business. Jessica Horton & Associates recognized by Ripoff Report Verified™ as a safe business service.

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Ripoff Report's discussions with Jessica Horton & Associates have uncovered an ongoing dedication by the company to total client satisfaction. This means that clients can expect that the company will work towards finding a mutually satisfactory resolution to any concerns. Jessica Horton & Associates listens carefully to client concerns and sees them as an opportunity to learn from past mistakes and become more efficient as a company in the services offered and the support for those services.

EDitor's UPDATE: Positive rating and recognition has been given to Jessica Horton & Associates for its full commitment to quality customer service.

Ripoff Report's discussions with Jessica Horton & Associates have uncovered an ongoing dedication by the company to total client satisfaction. [continued below]....
..... This means that clients can expect that the company will work towards finding a mutually satisfactory resolution to any concerns. Jessica Horton & Associates listens carefully to client concerns and sees them as an opportunity to learn from past mistakes and become more efficient as a company in the services offered and the support for those services.



Jessica Horton & Associates' principal, Mrs. Jessica Horton, has informed us that her personal philosophy is that his clients success are the heart of the business. As a successful businesswoman, Mrs. Horton feels it is critical to listen to her clients and respond properly. By always putting her customers first, Mrs. Horton hopes to maintain Jessica Horton & Associates as a successful enterprise both now and for many years to come. Jessica further told us that her personal business philosophy is based on the premise that "strives to add value in service, understanding that a successful business model is based on value-added services, and client care". Jessica Horton says this, "We are one of the top residential real estate companies for helping home owners sell their homes for less commission and hassle. With us, you'll always receive a complex and customized approach to marketing your home that comes from a team who consistently sells homes for more money and less real estate commission. We truly offer exceptional service for about half the price."

One of the things Ripoff Report learned in the course of its review is that typical customer feedback reads, "Jessica Horton & Associates truly communicate all aspects of the service in a timely and effective manner. We are very pleased with the responsiveness that the employees show us. They are serious about meeting commitments, and deliver on their promises."

Jessica Horton & Associates is Ripoff Report Verified
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The information provided in this report below is based on comments made by Jessica Horton during an onsite inspection held by a third party verification company with no biases toward Jessica Horton & Associates.

Jessica Horton & Associates is a boutique real estate firm that specializes in residential real estate. Their goal is to offer exceptional service at almost half the cost of the competition. This is achieved through implementing the latest in cutting edge technology, as well as, "determination and hard work." Jessica Horton stated the following about her company, "my vision is to continue focusing on helping me clients get where they want to go...to save my clients money, and to make things easier for them every step of the way."

Leads for Jessica Horton & Associates are primary acquired through online marketing and referrals from past clients. Ms. Horton explained the sales process a potential client would experience with her company, "I spend a lot of time with the seller at our initial listing appointment." Ms. Horton makes sure that her client's are fulling prepared for either selling or purchasing a home in the current market. Ms. Horton also stated the following in regards to sale processes, "I'm going to make myself available to them every step of the way."



CUSTOMER CARE & COMPLAINT RESOLUTION FROM JESSICA HORTON & ASSOCIATES

During the onsite interview, Ms. Horton was asked to describe some of the common complaints that Jessica Horton & Associates receives. While Ms. Horton did assure us that she rarely receives complaints she did express that sometimes there is miscommunication between herself and her clients. Ms. Horton stated, "I once has a seller who didn't check their e-mail...they gave me their email address when we listed their home, but didn't mention to me that they rarely use it. I was emailing them updates about their home, but they weren't getting them. I made the mistake of assuming that they just weren't very responsive...the seller was very upset, and rightfully so. They thought that I hadn't kept my word to them. However, when we talked the issue was quickly resolved." In order to avoid situations like this in the future Jessica Horton & Associates implemented a system of communication in order to determine the best method of contact, "our clients let us know the level of communication they need and want...we tailor that around each individual client."

When asked to comment on complaints posted on Ripoff Report's website Ms. Horton expressed that the complaints were posted one of her former real estate agents, Michael Creel. Ms. Horton stated, "I was Mr. Creel's broker. I also rented a home from him for a period of time. The real estate company that I brokered at was merged with another real estate company. Due to a drastic change in direction of the company and my salary...I elected not to take a management position at the new brokerage. I legally terminated my lease and forfeited my security deposit with Mr. Creel. Mr. Creel threatened to extort me if I didn't pay him an additional $20,000 for terminating my lease with him. If I didn't capitulate to his demands, that he would come online and destroy me and my business." Ms. Horton further stated, "he came online and viciously attacked my business. The title of his report is clearly aimed at attacking my brokerage." Ms. Horton went on to assure future clients through her several accreditations. In 2006 she was named one of the top 30 real estate agents in the United States under the age of 30. In addition, "I've also saved my clients over $400,000 in real estate commissions (compared to paying 6%) with my fair commission program."

Jessica Horton & Associates is proud to be a part of Ripoff Reports Corporate Advocacy Business Remediation and Customer Satisfaction Program. She further explains by stated, "I want my clients and customers to know beyond any shadow of a doubt that I am 100% committed to their satisfaction. I will do everything in my power to help them get where they want to go when they want to be there. To help save then time and money. And to make things easier for them every step of the way."



JESSICA HORTON’S ACCOMPLISHMENTS

Office Rookie of the Year: 2002

Office Top Producer: 2003 – 2014

Realtor Magazine “30 under 30” award winner in 2006

Guest speaker for the Real Estate Buyers Agency Counsel at the National Association of Realtors(r)

JESSICA HORTON & ASSOCIATES – STATEMENTS FROM THE OWNER JESSICA HORTON

" We are one of the top residential real estate companies in the Griffin, Georgia market. With us, you'll always receieve a customized marketing plan for your home. I will help you get where you want to go... when you want to be there. I will help you save money--and time--every step of the way. We truly offer exceptional service for about half the price."

Jessica Horton & Associates' clients have expressed their confidence in Jessica's work ability: Jessica Horton & Associates takes employee satisfaction seriously as well. Employee feedback and surveys reveal comments such as this, "We were first drawn to Jessica Horton by her many ‘Under Contract’ and ‘Sold’ signs in the community. But what clinched our choice of Jessica as our real estate broker was our first meeting. Let us explain. In our lifetime we have bought and sold over 20 homes, so we have had plenty of experience with Realtors(r). We found Jessica to be very different—in fact, quite unique. At our first meeting, she answered every question we asked. In short, we really connected with her.



We have had the best experience with Jessica that we have ever had with a real estate professional. Without fail, she always does what she says she’s doing to do. We particularly admire the way she runs her business. Her website, her primary tool for marketing our home, is spectacular! Far and away more informative than the MLS and agent sites. We were very pleased with the way our home was presented—the photos were beautiful and there were so many of them! Jessica made numerous helpful suggestions for staging our home. And she called us after each and every showing to give us feedback, in contrast to other Realtors(r) whom we have had to beg for this critical information. We were extremely impressed that Jessica is so knowledgeable about so many things. Jessica knows all theSun City Peachtree(r) models backwards and forwards. She could certainly answer any question a prospective buyer might ask. And the many folks she showed our home to were all qualified buyers. She doesn’t waste your time with anyone who isn’t qualified. Some well-meaning members of the community disagreed with our decision to go with Jessica and to NOT list our home on the MLS.

With her success, Jessica has certainly proven the conventional wisdom wrong! In short, there was never any shortage of qualified prospective buyers. Not being on the MLS in no way handicapped Jessica or her production. There was even a rumor that Jessica charged for each showing of our home. Well, we are here to tell you that that rumor is false. In fact, working with Jessica and her program saved us over $8,000! Through our experience at Sun City Peachtree(r), we have really come to care about Jessica Horton. Now we are some of her biggest cheerleaders! Bill & Carol"

Ripoff Report was pleased to learn that Jessica Horton & Associates past and current approach to business is focused on its pledge to total commitment towards client and employee satisfaction.



STATED IMPROVEMENTS FROM JESSICA HORTON & ASSOCIATES

Jessica Horton & Associates recognizes that complaints posted on Ripoff Report (whether true or not) are issues that need to be addressed, not ignored. If handled correctly, complaints can be valuable learning opportunities. With the feedback generated by Ripoff Report's review, Jessica Horton & Associates has made organizational changes allowing its clients and employees a more streamlined approach to problem resolution and a commitment to a great client experience.

In summary, after our review, which included discussions with Jessica Horton, Ripoff Report is convinced that Jessica Horton & Associates is committed to quality delivery of services resulting in total client satisfaction.

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NOW TO THE ORIGINAL REPORT THAT WAS FILED

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Jessica Horton & Associates Jessica Horton, McDonough Real Estate In a little more than ninety days my home would be in shambles, and Jessica Wynn Horton would flee the State of Washington owing me thousands for rent and damages. Internet

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STATEMENT FROM JESSICA HORTON & ASSOCIATES:

This report is false because: This is a personal matter. However, the writer of the report elected to attack my business. My business has NOTHING to do with our personal issues. I leased a property from this individual (he was also one of my real estate agents that I had to reprimand for misconduct). We had to termite our lease (lawfully) with him because the company that I was working for went under and didn't pay me. He threaten to post this report if I didn't agree to pay him additional monies. He tried to extort me. Our personal rent issue has NOTHING to do my business. But, yet, he attacked my business to cause me harm.

NOW TO THE ORIGINAL REPORT THAT WAS FILED

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Jessica Wynn Horton is her name, and she rolled into our Bellevue Brokerage like the second coming of Christ. She had come from a little town named Griffin, a suburb of Atlanta Georgia. It was the summer of 2008, and the beginning of a long costly ordeal for my wife and I that continues to this day. 

Jessica was hailed as a Godsend by the Brokerage owner, she was going to save the company, the agents, and perhaps even the free world from the real estate collapse that was just cresting on the horizon at the time.

What we didn't know was that she was also running away from a trail of broken promises in Griffin Georgia; as well as lawsuits, frozen assetts, and frozen bank accounts.

At the time, as an agent, I was on my way out. I didn't see the failure of the market and banking system as something I could afford to ride out. With two homes and three mortgages, I needed something a little more solid for income. I had just accepted a job overseas in Iraq and was leaving in just 6 weeks.

Jessica and Jason Horton needed a place to stay, they had rented a home from the owner of the company, and according to the owner of the company, her parents had decided to sell the home and would like it vacated. Jessica seemed to be the perfect tenant, someone I could truly trust with our home I had just 3 years prior paid $500,000 for. Never in my life have I been so wrong.

In a little more than ninety days my home would be in shambles, and Jessica Wynn Horton would flee the State of Washington owing me over $20,000 for rent and damages. This would be the beginning of an oddysey that would last years, and cost my wife and I a fortune.

After being in Iraq just 4 months, I would have to fly home to clean and repair a luxury home chock full of garbage, rotten food, rooms full of furniture and worthless junk. All of this done to me by my own real estate Broker Jessica Wynn Horton!

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#1 REBUTTAL Owner of company

The Real Michael Creek (Part 5)

AUTHOR: Jason L Horton - (USA)

> Firstly, you and I never had any discussions (email or otherwise) during the entire fiasco that was your life at that time (it was only much later that you had the guts to contract me); which I was dragged into.

I was busy taking care of a million and one details. But. You had my personal and company e-mail. You didn't try and contact me either, did you? I was on the lease, was I not? No, you were quite happy running to my wife. You always brought her such pretty flowers to the office... such pretty pictures of you... Say what you want, but you have always—actively--sought her attention.

And quit playing the victim. It's very unbecoming. You weren't drug into anything. You put yourself there.

It had nothing to do with guts, Michael. It had to do with priority. You wanted us out. And my priority was taking care of my family and trying—my best—to get your home ready for rental. I did the best that I could with what I had to work with. And all friends and family being 3,000 miles away.

However, this is nothing more than your same song and dance. Deflect... Deflect... Deflect...

Project. Project. Project. The only person lacking 'guts' is you. You came online and attacked a woman and her business. It wasn't a business that rented from you. One has nothing to do with the other. But, again, you know that... you knew that... and that's why you did it.


>You chose to sit-back and let your wife deal with it all,

No, I was busy loading up a moving truck and getting all that I could handle—handled. No, It wasn't enough. But. I did the best that I could with what I had to work with. Sometimes things just don't work out the way we want them to.

> because she pretty much wears the pants in the family.

Projection. We both know who gives the orders in your household, Michael. When she says, “Tiào!” You JUMP! And you keep jumping.

> That’s why I have so many emails from your wife, and none from you.

E-mails.... E-mails.... E-mails.... You and your e-mails. It's like a broken record....

>That’s why your perception of what took place is so absurd and distorted;

We aren't ever going to agree. You're too full of subjectivity (and something else). And you will never own up to who you really are. Not in a million years. That's fine. I'm not the one who searches the hearts.... Not my issue.

>because you weren’t man enough to step up to the plate and deal with the situation;

I was man enough to get my family home and back to the life they knew. And I busted my butt to make it happen. Did I do it perfectly? No. I didn't. But. I got us back. And we're still together.


>you let your wife handle it, just as you let your wife support you and the kids.

I understand your need to belittle me. It gives you this [false] sense of superiority. You feel weak and inferior... so you have to make others feel the same. Even more so. That way you aren't quite as miserable.

Belittle me. Because you don't care to face who you are: a coward.


>As I recall, I even tried to help you get a job overseas; but you had a million excuses. You cried about your back hurting. You say you have skills, just none that would have enable you to work overseas and make the kind of money you needed at that time; the kind of money that would have lifted your family out of poverty and fed your kids real food,..not Ramen noodles for dinner.

We lifted ourselves out of near-poverty.

And.. Money isn't everything. Sometimes better to do without certain things—and your wife and children have the stability of their parents being home. But. I wouldn't expect you to understand that. I don't think you have kids. And certainly not one who is autistic. Our kids needed us—together.

And that's exactly what we gave them.


> Yet you chose to not apply for a single job after I sent you the links to the sites that offered such jobs.

Actually, I did apply. And I was going to explore certain proposals. Not just with your company, but other places that would have carried me out of state. But. My wife and I had a talk. The family and I had a talk. And we—as a family—decided that we would find a way to make it work. Here. Together.

And we did.

Together.



>You are a slacker Jason, nothing more. You are dishonest Jason, as is your wife.

I'm a lot of things, but a 'slacker' isn't one of them. Again, you focus on your limited experience and the clown lady's business... and you overlook a whole mountain of evidence that states to the contrary. Why? Because you only care about your point of view. You care nothing about truth. Only you being validated.

You—for whatever reason—need to be validated.

And you must put down others to feel better about yourself.


>You have stated how professional your wife is, and how much integrity she has; yet she allows you to write her responses to clients on message boards.

Does she? Or, do she and I work on them together as a couple? Do we also consult with people that we employ/contract with?

Let me put it to you like this: It's none of your business.

But. I understand why you think this... because YOU went online and posted blogs in her name. Posing as her. Telling your little sob story. I think the Google Blogger account (that you created) is still up. I don't know. I don't spend my time checking it.

The point is: this more of your projection. This is what you've done... so this is how you assume others will operate. It's what others will do. Because narcissistic egomaniacs can't conceive of anything other than: how they view the world.

Because that's what you've done... you arrogantly assume others do it also.


>That’s right, anyone that reads her long winded responses to the currently disgruntled clients will see that it’s pretty obvious you wrote them; You, with Your. Famous. One. Word. Sentences; and the abuse of the word coward and arrogant.

Well, if anyone would recognize abuse... it would most certainly be you, Micheal. You do enjoy abusing women and children. At least mine.

You have this need to dominate. I think it's because you've been dominated your entire life. You have all this resentment.


>You mentioned the single misspelled word in my previous response, so why don’t you read through these emails your wife sent her employer in Washington State?

It's comical how wounded your ego gets. How's amazing how easily you jump through hoops for me. I knew exactly what you were going to do (that's why I did it).

I know you. I know all about your kind... Your ilk... I used to hang around them as a child.

I knew if I pointed our typo that it would send you over the edge. You would start your world famous Cutting and Pasting jobs (like an info-mercial for a food processor... firing it right out...).

I knew this because: you can't handle the slightest little criticism. One little imperfection... one little blemish... and it horrifies you... what will people think? Will they see that I'm not so perfect? Will they say that I make mistakes?

Your need to for approval and acceptance is sad.

Your need to be right is sad.

I guess that's why you think: “Jason, will fall completely apart over my posts. They expose his faults and mistakes.”

You are arrogantly projecting your faults and weaknesses onto me. That's what you would do.

Not me.

I point out a typo and you have to point out 50 more that someone else made. You have to prove someone wrong. You have to prove someone to be worse than you. It's a need for you...

It's an insatiable lust you have.

A hunger.

One mistake and you have to go off on tangent of throwing up 50 more made by someone else. Anything to get the light off you.

>She’s an idiot Jason;

Careful, Michael. If she's such an idiot... she may be non compos mentis. That would mean that she wasn't legally capable of entering a contract. And your entire rent contract would be null and void.... :)

It's okay. God looks after the idiots. And she sure does sell the heck out of some homes. More than you Ivory Tower clingin' self ever did.

But. Thank you for proving my point. You are an abuser of women. You talk down them to them. You belittle them. You need to dominate them.

>she’s a dumb as a brick.

“she's a dumb as a brick.” You mean: “She is AS dumb as a brick”, right?


>She’s illiterate,

I'm pretty sure her mom and dad were married.... :) (tongue firmly planted in my cheek).

> unprofessional

Projection. Because YOUR arrogant butt says, right? Not the hundreds of clients she's worked with over the years?

>and completely void of anything resembling integrity.

Again, see above. You're talking about yourself. Not her. You. Projection.

> That’s the funniest part of the emails; her goal was to appear quite the opposite, and instead, she only showed herself to be the biggest idiot poor Jon had ever encountered.

And once again you fail to disclose all the facts...

You fail to publish the e-mail where she apologized to everyone—in advance—for how terrible the e-mails were going to be. Why were they terrible? Because her laptop screen was cracked...and there was this huge black spot on a good bit of the screen. She couldn't see what she typed. Not all of it.


But. I'm not one for the self-justification. And I really don't give a d**n what you think about her. But. We both know you think enough to send her flowers and pictures of yourself...

And you think enough to constantly seek her attention... always calling... always e-mailing...

If she's so dumb, what does that say about you?

But. She's not dumb. Far from it.


>So here we go Jason, let’s take a look at what your dimwitted wife sent to her agents in Washington State. Keep in mind, now these are now a matter of permanent record, and I can’t even remove them. You did this to her Jason, you did it. My personal favorite was “That never happended either”.

I've watched these movies where the woman is married to an abusive spouse.... and the abuser always has something to say like, “See what yo've gone and made me do! See what you made me do” This is what he says to the wife/girl friend as he pounds his fists into her.... beating her... punching her.... kicking her....

That's you, Michael. An abuser. Not physically. Mentally. Emotionally. With your little online attacks. It's how you think. And as a man thinks in his heart... that is what he truly is. And we know how you think. It's been displayed online--for all the world to see. You. Are. A. Coward. You. Are. An. Abuser.


No, Michael. You had a choice. You always have a choice. And you chose to try and harm someone. You chose to try and shame them. You chose to not take the higher ground.

But. That's like asking a slug to go climb everest. You are exactly what you accuse others of.


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So, I suppose it’s now up to potential clients to decide if this is the woman they want representing them in what may well be the biggest financial decision of their life.

I guess it probably makes you madder than hell than some “ignorant country bumpkin” has sold more homes—in a year in business—that you ever did your short career as an agent.

I bet it makes you even madder that you didn't destroy her 5 years ago. She's still around.

Your latest little fit... the jury is still out on it. We'll see... time will tell. 

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#2 Consumer Comment

Horton had a "personal" issue?

AUTHOR: susan kierbow - (USA)

No, Jason, you and I did not have a personal issue, as you claimed in your latest rebuttal.  I called you to ask how much the carpet you said you would buy and install in my house would cost.  I wanted to pay you.  You lost your cool, accused me of threatening you (???), said you didn't need my sh*t.  You were screaming.  I was shocked, called the State Board of Realtors (even though neither you nor your wife is, in fact, a realtor).  I was advised as to the way to file a formal complaint, which I did.  in the meantime, you (posing as your wife) threatened to take me to court, never let me go......all in writing.

The fact that there have been complaints made to the Real Estate Board is the alarming thing.  Whether or not those complaints caused her to lose her real estate license, the fact remains that her reputation has been severly damaged.  

I don't care about either of you personally.  I care about both of you in a professional setting where you can cause damage.

As to the fact that I "lost money" with another agent....... who cares??  My house was sold; I didn't have to deal with crazies; i was happy.

You are welcome to dissect this post, as you always do, and file another of your nutty rebuttals.  But it won't matter.  Your posts illustrate to anyone who googles your wife's name the level of unprofessional dealings you two have with people who hire you.

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#3 Consumer Comment

Jason Horton's "dignity"

AUTHOR: susan kierbow - (USA)

Jason Horton's response to Michael Creel is, as always, indicative of a tortured soul.  He claims to have "dignity" and "decorum".  He accuses Mr. Creel of throwing tantrums.

Read his drivel if you have time to waste.

There is not dignity or decorum displayed in his (as usual) ranting response.

His accusations that former clients of Jessica Horton & Associates (Husband) stalk the two of them are ludicrous.  We have grievances against these two for unprofessional dealings in real estate.

I hired her, was treated unprofessionally, hired a lawyer, fired her.  I still hear from others who are trying desperately to get out of contracts with the Hortons.

I post because I hope people who are considering hiring her will read complaints and go with a professional instead.  

Just try realtor.com.  The Hortons are not realtors.

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#4 REBUTTAL Owner of company

The Real Michael Creek (Part 4)

AUTHOR: Jason L Horton - (USA)

>You got angry with him because he didn’t fire his office manager and put you in her place.

No clue what you're talking about.

>You didn’t likely disclose that you were a convicted felon,

Wasn't asked. Seeing as how long ago it was... didn't seem very relevant. Still isn't...

But. You have made it your mission in life to bring it up... And you did it for one reason only: to try and destroy Jessica's business.

So, it's my thorn in the flesh that I will bare it. And, I will rely on the grace of God in my life.

People will have to decide about your motivation--and 'reasoning'--for doing what you've done. They'll have to decide if they're going to allow a coward like you to win. To pitch his little tantrum... to be a spiteful person... to bully...

And you know what? That's on them. And that's on you. It has NOTHING to do with me.

Things may change.... things will change... things will get 'better'... things may get 'worse'.... But. This I know with absolute certainty: God will meet the needs of this family. Now, it may not be what we expect... what we hope for... what we want.... what we would like... But. It will always be what we need. Always.

See I understand something that you can't even begin to comprehend. Prosperity and Adversity are nothing more than two sides of the same coin. BOTH are meant to make us concentrate... focus on... be aware of... be occupied with... depend solely on: The Grace of God.

>an ex-con that had participated in a daring daylight residential burglary that involved you and two other men, all armed with guns!

Again, this is your modus operandi: deflect, deflect, deflect... Get people so focused on something else (something that happened 20 years ago—and I've only had a speeding ticket since then).

Again, people will have to evaluate. People can rely on your Cliff's Notes version of it. The version that is meant to inflame and to fear monger. Or, they can ask. Even better... they can come listen. I speak on the subject quite often.


>Do you really think owners of real estate companies would fire a seasoned office manager and put someone as ignorant as yourself in their place; a convicted thief?

Once again, you're statements are contradictory. You're now operating under the premise that they DID know. They did let go of the bookkeeper and the office manager, Michael. I was given the job.

>I don’t know what all transpired at that office after I left; I just know after a matter of weeks, neither of you had a job.

Well, if one doesn't know the facts about crucial events and circumstances... then one should shut up—and not speak. We teach our children that in The South.

>I know from reading your wife’s emails there was an accusation of her cutting unauthorized checks on the company account.

Right...

More inflammatory statements. Baseless accusations meant to throw a skunk in the jury box. But. Cowards like you can do that online—all day long. Every day. 24/7/365.

Red Herring. So easy to make a statement like that. So easy to get everyone focused on something else. So easy to get simple-minded people off the real issue. Muddy the waters. Sling mud. Get people so focused on something else... they can't even begin to see the culpability of the accuser.

I assure you: we did no such thing. And I assure you: They owed us money. Checks weren't cut—to us. And because we weren't paid... we couldn't pay you.

Not fair to us.

Not fair to you.

However, one of us (you) made a huge issue out of it. One of us (you) came online and pitched a fit. One of us came online (you) and had a little tantrum. One of us came online (you) and tried to manipulate, coerce and extort.

We picked up the broken pieces and started over.


>I know I tried my best to work with you two, and never “ordered’ you to leave.

Of course, you say that. And you know that I won't go posting e-mails online. I'm not going to lower myself to that. That's your modus operandi. Not mine. I have great respect for our legal system. It was like a parent to me... it taught me to grow up and respect authority.

You? You respect nothing but yourself.

>It’s certainly possible that I said to her that the entire purpose for my flight home at that time, from Iraq, was to clean-up and rent the house out again; thus she needed to make a decision as to whether you two were staying or leaving.

Again, more contradictory statements. Just read your e-mails. You should know exactly what you said. I do. But. I'm not going to put all my personal matters online. Not to help me. Not to hurt me. It's what cowards do. And that would be you (just for clarification).

>It did seem that her plan was fluid and changing from day-to-day; she was contemplating getting another job there and trying to work through it 
(I even offered to reduce the rent to $2,000 for six months until she could get organized).

That was not your offer for the first month, Michael. We had about $12,000 - $15,000 owed to us—right then. That's not even counting my back salary.

We weren't paid.

Plus, we were always paying for the real estate company's expenses—and waiting to be reimbursed. It was common. It happened every month. From the first month there. And we always got paid back. Always. We turned in the receipts and got reimbursed. Except for the last month...


Not only did we not get paid for expenses. We didn't get our salary.

We needed more time. You wanted the full rent. And that's understandable. We didn't have it, Michael. I'm sorry. But. We just didn't have it. It wasn't paid to us. I wish that it had been. But. It wasn't. And we didn't have it to pay you.

I hate that. I really do. But. That's how it went down.


>
What would be the point of flying thousands of miles, wasting a vacation, and dropping two grand on a plane ticket only to arrive and discover you two had changed your mind and wanted to stay and work something out with me?

Hypothetical situation that has nothing to do with anything. You're only interested in 'logic' when it supports you. Your problem is that you can't see other people. They aren't real to you. Only objects. To be controlled. Manipulated. Extorted. Punished.

You're entirely too subjective in your thinking. Your thinking is only focused on: you. And that's a sad way to live.


>But that’s certainly not the equivalent of evicting someone. That would be an illegal eviction anyway, and would expose me to liabilities.

Again, we both know what was said. We both know that you won't own up to it. And we both know that I won't go cut and pasting it online. I'm not going to go justifying myself.

Why should I?

People reading this... they already know the worst about me. And I freely admit it. I don't deny it. I don't offer any justification. I fully own it.

My mistake as a young and dumb delinquent. So, trying to justify myself—over you—is the least of my 'problems'.

Not. Going. To. Happen.


>As a matter of fact, as the emails show; when your wife claimed she had left all of that junk in my house, she did so hoping I could/would sell it and apply the funds towards her debt, I told her that was illegal, and that the law requires I place it in storage for a certain period of time.

You really take the cake, Michael. You talk about adhering to the law in one sentence... then you play online vigilante the next.... “trying your case in the court of public opinion” if my wife doesn't give into your demands.

You're a real piece of work.



>So NO Mr. Horton, I as a landlord am not going to illegally evict tenants and then turn right around and insist on following the law regarding items they left behind.

I don't know what you did or didn't do. All I know is that you talk about the law and then don't have time for it.... You talk out of both sides of your mouth.

> Those are the very same items you claimed you had given a man to clean the house; which was a lie.

Why? Because you say so? Are you aware of our conversations with others?

Things were 'fluid' remember??? That means: changing. Plans were made. Changed. Made. Changed. A lot was going on very quickly. Very, very quickly.... Why? Because were instructed to be out by the time your plane landed.


>That has been the problem of your entire argument on this forum; it makes no sense; and is full of contradictions. 

No contradictions, Michael. Just a change in policy.

01.) You wanted us out by the time your plane landed. The implication was there would be problems.

02.) We obliged you.

03.) Regardless of that... we owed you the money.

04.) However, we lacked the ability to pay it.

05.) I should have done a better job of communicating with you. I did not.

06.) You e-mailed Jessica and said that if she didn't pay you 'such and such' amount by 'such and such' date... you would post this 'Report'. You would destroy her and her business. You would try your case in the court of public opinion.

07.) She told you,, “Do your worst.” She wasn't going to be bullied by you. She would not be coerced by you. Manipulated by you. Extorted by you.

08.) You posted it.

09.) Our life went on. We worked... and worked... and worked... and worked... and we began to dig ourselves out of a hole

10.) You terrorized the hell out of my wife. Calling her in the middle of the night. Sending her e-mails. Having people call her. Doing all sorts of things. Posting things online in her name. Taking her photo and putting it up on websites and running ads.

11.) You may not be a 'convict', but make no mistake about it: YOU ARE A CRIMINAL. You are a coward.

12.) You and I had a phone conversation. I gave you a choice. One or two options. You took the path of “let bygones be bygones.” What was done was done. It was over.

13.) But. You only laid dormant for awhile, but like a case of herpes... you flared back up when the clown lady posted her report. You read the rebuttal and it stepped on your toes. The shoe pinched. It reminded you what a coward you are. And you just had to be vindicated. Your ego wouldn't let you rest. Why? Because the words reminded you of what you are: a coward. And you had to get your revenge. By shaming Jess... By shaming me... By trying to destroy our business... you could rationalize and justify in your mind that what was said wasn't true—about you.

But. You know what? You're wrong. Regardless of the outcome (our life is in the Lord's hands).... your actions are still that of a coward. A bully. An abuser of women.

14.) I came online and tried to do the right thing. To settle. To give you your measly amount of money to make your crying, whining butt shut up and go away. Jess told me that I was wasting my time. But. I tried anyway.

She was right.

15.) You ignored me. You ignored my offer for money. Instead, you teamed up with the ICP (Insane Clown Person). You began to target my wife and her business. And you began using my past—from 20 years ago—in your attacks. The clown gave you some new info and you used it. You weren't interested in money. You were only interested in hurting her. Her business.

16.) You were a petulant child pitching a tantrum. Your first tantrum from 2010 didn't work. So, you got louder and louder... shouting and screaming...

17.) You ran online and started your crap. Your little games. Your little sick and twisted games..

18.) You began e-mailing my wife again. Harassing her. Even saying very ugly things about our children. Saying all sorts of vile and nasty things. But, again, you know I want cut and paste them. It's pointless. It doesn't prove anything. And you know it. I won't stoop to your level.

19.) You came online and tried the nice and polite bit. Your public face... Now, I see why you and clown get along so well.... you both wear different faces in public and private. You're both clowns. Both cowards.

20.) I decided that since you wanted to continue your little “court of public opinion” that I would meet you—head on.

21.) I KNEW perfectly well that you would post my mug shot from 20 years ago. And you know what? I didn't care. I don't care. I came online and 'faced' you anyway. Because I won't let you terrorize my wife or family. No, I will let you trash me... degrade me... humiliate me... say whatever you want to say... do whatever you want to do...


But. I will face you. At least, I will face you in this virtual arena that your little pansy a*s posted to.

I won't back down from you. Not for a second. You don't scare me. You don't frighten me. And you will not terrorize my wife. You will not bother her.

I will take your little virtual beating... I will take a physical one... But. I will fight you with my last and dying breath before I let you harass my wife and family.

And people can either accept that or not. I don't give a d**n one way or the other. My life is in God's hands. Not theirs. Not yours. And I won't grovel for their approval. And I sure as heck won't let Jess grovel for it either. She is a lady. And she will be treated as such. 


Crying. Creates. Cowards. Quit Crying, Michael. 

Prying. Personifies. Pusillanimous. Pansies.  Quit Prying, Michael. 

Manners. Maketh. Man. Some manners would be a wonderful place for you to start at. 

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#5 REBUTTAL Owner of company

The Real Michael Creek (Part 3)

AUTHOR: Jason L Horton - (USA)

>The “complaint” on this site you have mentioned (regarding me) was by an escaped convict that the DA’s office in Bellevue, WA. had asked me to testify against regarding fraud he had committed against a client of mine on a real estate transaction. He posted the fabricated complaints as revenge, as the letter from the DA explained. So it’s not exactly a real complaint.

None of my business.

It went online. You left town. You had no business. No clients. So, I suspect it hurt you. And you lashed back out at my wife in the same manner that you had been treated. You thought it would ruin her. I'm assuming the way it crippled your business (but that may just have been because you weren't a productive agent—I don't know). Doesn't matter. I don't care if it's true or not. None of my business. It doesn't concern me. I'm just merely pointing out: it WAS done to you. And you did it to others. I think you wanted to hurt others the way that you've been hurt. Purely a guess on my part, but it does seem accurate. And you continue to reinforce this opinion with your abhorrent actions.


>You and your wife simply believe that your problems are not your responsibility, they are everyone else’s.

Apparently, you only stalk me online.... You only cut and paste me—and don't do much reading (and you certainly can't comprehend what I'm saying—you lack the capacity). I take full responsibility for my actions. Nor do I deny them.


>You attitude is 
simply “of course I didn’t pay my debt or honor my contract, I was broke!”

No, that isn't the attitude I take. If that were the case I would have filed bankruptcy and said, “Screw it.” Just as several builders and developers did to us.

I haven't.

I never did.

I paid people.

I pay people.

Constantly.

People who were owed a whole lot more money than you. People who had some dignity... decorum... and didn't come online whining like little cowards. Gave us room to get settled. Start getting on our feet. Unlike you. You're a big baby who wanted what he wanted—when he wanted it. Without any thought or consideration for anyone else. Only: self.

>
you were broke because of a series of bad decisions you made, and it’s no one’s problem or fault but yours, and your wife’s.

We were broke because: we weren't paid by our employer (which is why you didn't get paid). We were crippled by litigation and were heavily invested in a real estate market that completely collapsed. It happens. We fought our way back. Inch by inch. It's not how many times you get knocked down... it's how many times you get back up. You obviously don't do much studying of truly successful people... many have tried and failed... tried and failed... tried and and failed... FINALLY doing it.

Again, it's not how many times we fail, Michael. It's how many times we get back up. Despite failing. And despite being kicked by unmerciful cowards—like you--while down. And it's how we conduct ourselves while it all goes on. We tried in good faith to work with you. Our proposal wasn't acceptable. 



>You repeatedly find yourselves in these situations.

I repeatedly shake my head at your obnoxious arrogance. It doesn't surprise me, but it sure is something to behold. To think you know anything about our current situation. I realize you stalk my wife (and now me) online... But. I never knew how consumed you are by us. You actually think you know about us. You don't. But. You seem to operate under the illusion of being familair. So, you're either arrogant as heck or delusional. Maybe both.

Michael, you don't know anything about us. And if you do think you know something about us... I assure you: that reveals more about you than it does us.

No, you repeatedly find yourself in the lives of others. Making assumptions that you know nothing about. And what you don't "find out" by stalking... you make up--completely. 

>You insult my real estate abilities while ignoring the fact that while your wife did well at first,

Doing well again. Her business is the best it's ever been. Granted, she's not listing 70+ properties and working 80 hours a week. No, she's grown a lot more selective about who she takes as a client. And your post online helps to act as a funnel... a lot of people go in, but only a select few come out. These are the people who have the integrity to seek both sides... to ask questions... to get information... and have compassion...

Or, either they're the people who are smart enough to not give a dang about this report and just want Jess to do what she's good at: selling houses for more money and less expenses. They could care less about her private life. They probably have a few skeletons in their past as well. They're just not so self-righteous to put their noses up to others. And I'm sure many of them thank God that they don't have some little sniveling coward in their lives--one like you. One who comes online to post all their deepest darkest secrets. 

Because if people acted like you... the world would be in chaos. Just the chaos and turmoil that you have in your soul. You are a sad and tormented man. 

Anyway...

The rest? So what! Let them move on. It's their right. Nobody is stopping them. And we certainly won't beg to have their business. Because if they're not smart enough to understand simple economics... don't really care to have them around.


>she lost her business,

Yep. The market collapsed. Lots of agents brokers lost their business. Again, how many times you get back up....

She rebuilt it.

She rebuilt it despite you coming online and trying to destroy her. Attacking her and her company that had NOTHING to do with anything. But, again, you knew that. That's why you did it. That's why you do it now.

Jess is a fighter. A lot mentally tougher than me. And a lot tougher than you. 


>got sued,

And won the litigation. You fail to mention that. Of course you do. How convenient... 

>moved across the US with no secure job,

The financials we were given indicated it was secure enough. The owners paying over $10,000 to move us across the country was a pretty good indicator they were serious...

Not to mention, it was public knowledge that the owners other company (the online platform) was being purchased for about 30 Million Dollars by Realtor.com or Move.com. I forget which. It was a pretty good bet.

It's funny... despite my low opinion of the owners for not paying us... I have to give them credit. Despite being used and abused by the purchaser... despite being manipulated by them.... despite being exploited by them.... despite that company using a due diligence period to 'examine' the source code...

Despite that company not keeping their deal.... not honoring their word.... backing out of an agreement....

You don't see the owners coming online and filing Ripoff Reports about them. You don't see them coming online and crying... whining... pouting... pitching a fit...

No. You don't see that. Why? Because despite it all... they had a little more tact and decency. They understood the proper venue for handling disputes. The legal system. They had a legitimate grievance. And they addressed it in the proper venue.

You? You cared nothing about the money. You were making plenty of it (by your own accounts). You weren't interested in being paid. You were only interested in hurting. Dominating. Shaming. Embarrassing.

You enjoy it.

You take great satisfaction off of it.

You are an abuser.

You are a coward.

My wife is a fighter. And she's way better than both of us. Way better.

But. You do love to deflect off you... none of this has anything to do with anything. More mud slinging. More finger pointing. More misdirection. You do anything and everything to get this conversation off: YOU. Who you are. A coward...

And what you're about.

Causing pain and harm to others...


>got fired or quit again,

You say, “again”.... When did we get fired or quit the first time???? More of your “lets forget the facts and just make them up as we go!” More mud slinging. More: Trying to belittle someone. Your need to belittle others is amazing. It really is.

Nobody got “fired again”. You can't be fired from a company that you own. And nobody fired us in Washington.


>then ran all the way back home and lived in poverty,

Makes me think of the opening lines from: “I'm proud to be an American.”

“If tomorrow all things were gone... that I worked for all my life. And I had to start again... with my children and my wife... I'd thank my lucky stars to be living here today. Because the flag still stands for freedom. And you can't take that away...”


Yep. It was hard, Michael. It sure was.

And, yes, we were right at the poverty level for a bit. We lost it all. But. We did start over. I did walk to get places. We did live in a camper (while our kids stayed in rooms at their grandparents). I did have to have my boss pick me up and carry me to work. I did have to rent Jess a car to get her to showing appointments...

I sure did.

And we never took a dime of welfare. Not a single dime. Not a penny of food stamps. No section 8 vouchers. We worked. We worked harder... we worked longer... we worked smarter... and we dug ourselves out of the hole.

Hard work. Determination. Ingenuity. Innovation.

We got back up.

Despite you.

Despite others who used your words to hurt us. 


> until she rebuilt her business by paying people to represent them.

I remember how even years later... you would e-mail my wife and call her. It was so creepy how you would stay glued to her website. Always following her around. Always reading her tweets... always reading her facebook posts... always stalking her...

It's amazing how you spent your free time. Obsessed with my wife. 

You only 'think' (and I use that term very loosely) you know something about her. You 'thinking' you know because: in your mind there is this closeness. This familiarity. See: you're a stalker. And you have a very warped view of life—in general. What you can't posses... you must dominate... destroy.

My wife had a business plan to get momentum going. Something you wouldn't know anything about. You never had any momentum as an agent. Never.

And for the record: I'm pretty sure people pay her—very well. Heck! It's even rumored that she gets buyer to pay her to view homes too. I hear it's $150.00 for each home. Not true. But that's what people say.... She's so good that she gets credit for things she doesn't even do. Of course, this is sarcasm. More lies spread by people who can't compete with her—so they do the only thing they can do: discredit.


>You both chose to move to Washington State with no written agreement to work for a relatively new real estate company owned by a man you barely knew.

We have a written agreement, Michael. We just don't come online and post every boo boo that we have collected over the years. See, us “ignorant southern hicks” are made of much tougher stuff than that. We don't have to come online and cry and whine about people screwing us over. Not paying us.

We have a lot more decorum.

We have a lot more dignity.

We learn from our mistakes and move on. We don't hold on to things... chewing on them... gnawing on them.... unable to move on...

We just get busy with our lives. No future in the past. Only miserable people like to vacation there. It's your permanent residency. But. You know what they say, “hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.” And you've apparently been severely burned.

And my gosh you have a temper. Your little tantrums are fierce.

Have an appointment this morning....

Will continue more later. 

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#6 REBUTTAL Owner of company

The Real Michael Creek (Part 2)

AUTHOR: Jason L Horton - (USA)

>To make it even more pathetic, your wife, as a real estate broker allows you to insult and belittle her clients on the phone, in emails, and over the net.

Again, your arrogance is off the charts. I don't make it habit to speak very firmly—or harshly—to people. However, Doodle The Clown is an exception. But. You aren't interested in truth. Only validating your opinion.

My phone conversation with Doodle had nothing to do with real estate. It had to do with a private matter. One between she and I. If she wants to discuss it with you... that's her business. I'm not going to try and change your mind. People who form firm opinions off only having one side of a story... well, they're easily manipulated and controlled. You just would follow anything that makes your right. You would chase a lemming right off a cliff if it could talk—and say what you wanted to hear. What you need to believe.

Again, more mud slinging... It's all you know how to do. Throw enough mud... something is bound to stick. Get people so focused on peripheral issues... they forget to notice you—and your lack of integrity. Your poor manners. Your need to dominate and control women.

I see right through you. And you know it. And you can't stand it.

You have to attack me. Which I knew you would. I said it. Just like I said: “petty people are predictable.” And you are both. Petty and predictable. You come after me because: you want people so fired up... so incensed... that they forget the real issue: YOU.

Your lack of integrity. Your lack of manners. Your lack of poise. Your lack of self-control. Your lack of decency.

You want them focused on me because they'll forget all about the monster you are. The abuse of women. The man who hurls insults at an autistic child.

You want them so focused on me that they forget what a spineless coward you are.



>You have no real estate license, thus you have no right to place yourself in the middle between your wife and her clients.

You know nothing. My conversation with Susan had nothing to do with real estate. It was a side issue. Quit trying to muddy the waters with hearsay.

The issue is: YOU.



>She should lose her license for even allowing it.

Yes, Michael Creel has spoken. Let the world stop and take notice. A royal edict has been issued.

Yeah. Doodle turned her into the real estate commission. And you know what? Doodle lost. Her complaint was thrown out. The trained investigators are good at: determining the facts. FACTS. Not conjecture. Not lies. Not omissions. Not half-truths. FACTS. They are very good at it. Very efficient. And they weren't the least bit fooled by the vileness masquerading around as 'injury'.

And you know something else? My wife gave Doodle the paperwork and the link to file the complaint. She had nothing to hide. And she did nothing wrong. Jess gave her the paperwork and said: “HAVE AT IT!”

Sound familiar? It should. Same thing she told you when you tried to bully her. Dominate her. Manipulate her. Extort her. Remember that, Michael? “If you don't pay me, I will go online and ruin you and your business.” Do you remember that, Michael? Of course, you're probably too much of a coward to own up to your words. You're only good at throwing up everyone else's alleged words.

Anyway....

However, the investigator was very interested in people trying to use my conviction—from 20 years ago—as a way to harm Jessica's business. Not so much by you. You hadn't flared back up yet... By agents who are currently licensed in the state of Georgia. She was very interested in that.

Mud slinging... Mud slinging... Mud slinging... It's all you know how to do. You really should consider a career in politics. You're very good at the whole pitching a tantrum and get people to stop and look elsewhere... to focus on other non-important issues... false flags...

You will do ANYTHING to get the attention off you. Off the abuser of women that you are... off the attacker of children... off the cowardly low-life thug that you are.



>Both you and your wife are the most dishonest and unethical people I have ever had the displeasure of dealing with.

Just because someone says something that you don't like.... just because someone says something that rubs you the wrong way... that doesn't make us dishonest. It doesn't make us unethical. It just means you're hypersensitive. It's funny how the few people who come online to cry and whine and moan about their problems... call Jessica and I dishonest. The ones who keep referring her and doing business with her... they seem to think we're acceptable.

You know nothing about us. You're nothing but a little cry baby who came online to complain about his poor pitiful boo boo. Want people to kiss it and make it better.


>I have had many tenants in various residential and commercial properties I own. I have never had any issues arise with my current or past renters; at least nothing of this nature.

I, I, I....

Me, Me, Me...

I'm not interested in your personal anecdotes. We all can give those all day long. Not the issue here. The issue is: you. Your behavior. Your actions.



>I typically get along well with people, business associates, and tenants.

I, I, I....

Me, Me, Me...

Again, I'm not interested in your personal anecdotes. They are irrelevant. Just like you.



>Your wife has had a few online complaints,

She has a lot more testimonials and recommendations. From people who've actually done business with her. But. We both know what you'll do next.... Like I said: petty people are predictable. And you are both. Petty. Predictable.

>and I believe about three with the real estate commission.

Inflammatory. Why? Because none of them had any basis. They were all thrown out. Why? Because Jessica had all her ducks in a row. All the information—documented. Well documented.

But that's why you would never step foot in a court room. You would lose. Complaints that didn't have any teeth... that were carefully investigated and thrown out... they couldn't be introduced into the record. But. Cowards like you love to muddy the waters... to try and throw skunks in the jury box...

You only seek to damage. And you don't care how you do it. What rules you break. What laws you break. You only care about getting your way.

There's a link that consumers can go to at the real estate commission. It lists all the complaints that had basis. That had merit. And you know what they'll find when they look up my wife? None. Not a single one. Why? Because there aren't any that were valid.

Only little vindicate people like Susan the clown... who foolishly didn't listen to sound advice. Rejected it. And did her own thing. And you know what? Lost money—with another agent.

Unable to take responsibility for her own poor choices... she tried to blame my wife for her own bad decisions. And she lost.

So, what did she do? She came online and did the next best thing. Followed the lead of one coward (you) and tried to attack...

It's called: controversializing. It's what people like you do. Big babies. You pitch tantrums and fits... and you try and cause so much drama... so much trouble... so much toxicity... that people will want to avoid a certain person or group.

It's how you manipulate and control others.



>I’ve had none.

Just like you didn't really have any transactions... You weren't a very productive agent. Nobody paid you any attention. You didn't have a target on your back because you were never a threat. You were never anyone to take seriously. You were nothing in the local real estate market.

My wife is someone.

Jealousy and bitterness doesn't raise its forked tongue at common things. Common people. It only comes after those who excel in a given field. And my wife excels at selling homes.

She excels at selling homes for MORE MONEY that her competition. This can be documented with facts.

She excels at selling homes for LESS FEES than her competition. This can be documented with facts.

She's—by far—the superior agent.

A terrible tenant (according to you). But. She sure sells the heck out of some homes. And most people aren't interested in renting their homes to her (not that she's looking for a place to rent). They're interested in her selling their home. For more money. For less fees.

And she's very good at it.

I will deal with the rest of your response (read: self justification, deflection and projection) later. And I will handle it point by point. Out in the open. Nothing to hide. And you'll come around and offer more of the same... You can't let it go. You're consumed. You're way too invested. Your ego won't let you.

Right now I'm going to go play lackey (read: loving husband) to my wife and babysit my kids. Jess and I just got home from a wonderful vacation in the mountains.... Now, we're going to take our kids to see Shakespeare on the stage...

Of course, they actually allow women to be on the stage now. Men no longer are forced to play women on the stage. Don't be sad. You can continue to play one online though.

“A
sses are made to bear, and so are you.”

And bear you I shall. Because you're one shrew who will never be tamed. So, please curtsy for us, Michael. 

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#7 REBUTTAL Individual responds

The Real Michael Creek (Part 1)

AUTHOR: Jason L Horton - (USA)

>Mr. Horton,…….your childish idiocy never ceases to amaze me; it really doesn’t.

Your arrogance never surprises me. Not in the least.

>Your are the stereotypical country bumpkin,

You epitomize the weak male who tries to gain his [false] sense of superiority by attacking and belittling women. You are an abuser. A weak, sad, pathetic excuse for a man. A little boy who left the swamp because all the other boys picked on him for being different... effeminate... ran off to the city... and got to act like a prissy little girl... and take his frustrations out on women.

>…it is people exactly like you that perpetuate the perception that people from the Southern areas of the United States are ignorant, uneducated, and inbred.

I've been all over this country... met a lot of people... hundreds and hundreds of people.... thousands of people... that's not a belief that's commonly held. It's the belief of a few ignorant—and arrogant—people who see themselves as being 'superior'. Say what you want about the south, but not too many people are retiring up north or the North West. They're flocking here... they love us.

>You chose to come onto this site and respond to a post I placed on here in 2010; five years ago!

Deflect. Deflect. Deflect....

Because after 5 years of “letting the court of public opinion” decide the fates of my wife's business... like a bad penny you popped back up. Spreading your maliciousness and hate online—and off.

You reared your head up. You flared up like a case of herpes.

I merely attempted to reconcile (despite it not being owed to you). You ignored my offer. Instead? You teamed up with Penny Wise the clown (sticking your nose where it didn't belong. Relying on faulty information because it supports your presuppositions—and ignoring the praise of many others). You elected to try (again!) to wreck havoc on my wife's business. Trying to cause problems. To inflict pain.


>In that post you apologized and you offered to pay me money owed.

I sure did. But. That wasn't good enough for you. You had to take your pound of flesh. As I knew you would. It's your nature. You viewed my apology as weakness...it wasn't. It was strength. And like a shark tasting blood in the water... you had to try and terrorize my wife with the clown lady.

I tried in good faith to reach out to you. You made it clear that you wanted nothing to do with that. You made it clear—again--that you were only interested in hurting others and causing pain. You started your harassment—online and off.


>Then you somehow morphed that offer into an absurd request that I put up ten thousand dollars in an escrow account, pay an Arbitrator to hear my “case”, and presumably hire an attorney to represent me;

Mr. Creel, I agreed to arbitrate because that's what civilized people do with disputes. Cowards go online and try their 'cases' in the court of public opinion. I knew you wouldn't do it. Even if I put up $20,000. $50,000.00 You have no interest in justice. You've set yourself up as the highest authority. Judge. Jury Executioner.

It's all about you being in control. Powerful. Dominating. You need to fell these things. You need to demonstrate them. Why? Because inside you're weak and powerless. A coward.



>You said you wanted to pay, and now it’s obvious that was a lie,…big surprise.

No, Mr. Creel. I was fully prepared to reach a settlement with you. Fully Prepared. Despite my wife not wanting me to give you a penny. But. You ignored my request and went online and offline to terrorize my wife and business. And that's when I decided: you can't try and appease people like you. You can't negotiate with a terrorist. And that's exactly what you are. A cyber-terrorist who likes to attack—and bully--women and children.


>Both you and your wife are well seasoned pathological liars, and that will never change.

Deflect. Deflect. Deflect....

Project. Project. Project...

Jessica's website has testimonials of customer after customer who brag on her truthfulness and integrity. You just ignore all of them. Why? Because you refuse to even consider ANY position that runs contrary to your own. You will not accept any opinion other than your own. You will only associate with people who support your false opinions.


>You have lied repeatedly on here;

Deflect. Deflect. Deflect....

Project. Project. Project... Projection.

I have lied about nothing. You are the liar. And your modus operandi is very easy to identify: throw enough mud... sling enough mud... muddy the waters... and get people to focus off the real issue: YOU. You and your cowardly way of conducting yourself.


>you have claimed emails your wife sent me have been altered, and that’s a lie (and you know its lie).

I know nothing of the sort. I know they have been altered and edited. And very crucial parts have been omitted—by you. You have purposely fabricated evidence and buried it. You have done everything to make yourself look in the best light possible. And you have left out numerous e-mails where you made threats and demands.

You. Are. A. Coward.

Not only are you a coward who fabricates evidence... you are a coward who can't even let that 'evidence' be presented in the proper venue.



>You claimed your wife “reprimanded” me over a threat I made to a lender, and that is a lie, and you know it.

I know it to be a fact. Your exact comments to the lender were: “I'm going to stomp a mud hole in your *ss.” But. See... that's called “hearsay”. It can't be proven—online. It can only be stated. Too easily...

And there is no way to corroborate it. And you know what? I really don't care if can or can't be. Not my point. It was nothing more than a comment made in passing... one that just demonstrates how you have a long history of going online and attacking people.

One that would have a deep impact on a hyper-sensitive person like you.

>Your wife was barely ever my Broker, I was already preparing to leave for Iraq when she showed-up, and my broker was ARDELL.

I do believe you have very selective memory. She was broker for several months while we were there. You left for overseas after we had been there for numerous months. But. This is nothing more than self-justification on your part. Something you are very proficient at.

>I closed one deal prior to leaving while your wife was the broker there, a deal on an offer written prior to her arriving.

Like I said: you weren't producing. You couldn't cut it.

>There were no issues with that client’s lender, and I never once spoke with his lender. I did not deal with lenders, as that is a relationship between the client and their mortgage company, which I as an agent or broker am not privy to.

I never said it was with your client's lender. I said it was with a lender. The dispute was actually online at a real estate bloggingplatform. It had nothing to do with a client. It had to do with someone calling you out—and you threatened them.

>As a matter of fact, I always made it known on my prior website that I do not recommend lenders, as I do not wish to be part of any conflict that may arise during the lending process, or after the loan closes.

Your self-justification is really cute.

I, I, I...

Me, Me, Me....

You do love to talk about yourself.


>I only dealt with the escrow companies that handle the transaction between our brokerage, the lender, and the client. Dealing with lenders is their job, not mine.

It's so cute that I just want to grab your cheeks (that's cheeks on the face, Susan. Not anything to do with his bottom...I know how perverted and salacious you can be)

I, I, I...

Me, Me, Me....

You do love to talk about yourself. I think it's your favorite subject.

>So your efforts to insult and criticize me as a Realtor are amusing, nothing more.

I'm not criticizing you, Michael. However, I do understand that guys like you do tend to be a bit hyper-sensitive and get your panties in a wad. Plenty of people couldn't cut it. It was a tough market. Lots of good agents went under.

>You have never represented anyone in a real estate transaction Jason, not one person.

Deflect. Deflect. Deflect...

Project. Project. Project....


And I've never been to the moon either. Your point is? What I have or haven't done has nothing to do with your own lack of production. It's only meant to flip the table and keep people from focusing on you. See, little narcissistic egomaniacs (like you) only want people to see the positive. You can't handle someone thinking there is anything wrong with you. The smallest slight is a huge blow to your ego...

And you arrogantly project yourself onto others. You superimpose how you view the world onto others. You thought that Jessica would fall apart because of what you did to her. You would have. She did not. Why? Because she's not weak like you. She's strong. Made of much tougher stuff than little cowards like you.

You thought I would fall apart by what you've done. By posting my mug shot from 20 years ago. You thought it would send me over the edge. Destroy me. It hasn't. It won't. You know why? Because I don't see myself as that poor mixed up and confused excuse of a person. No. That's not who I am anymore. I grew up. And I see myself based on who I am—and what I have—in Christ. And I KNOW that His grace will take care of me... and this family... no matter what people like you try and use for evil.

In fact, I get to see His faithfulness in our lives. When man thinks it should all fall apart. I get to see His faithfulness. My trust isn't in man. My trust is in Him. Jeremiah 17.


>You are nothing more than a baby-sitter and a lackey for your wife;

Like a bully on the play ground...you love to taunt. You love to make people feel inferior. Why? Because deep down inside you know you're the inferior one. No matter where you go... No matter how much money you make... you know that you are nothing. Worthless. You have no happiness. You have no joy. You have no peace.

Despite all that you have... You have nothing.

You are nothing.

Do you have kids? I honestly don't know if you do or don't...

I doubt that you do. At least, I hope not.

I consider myself very lucky to be home with my kids--daily. Every. Single. Day. Jess and I both are very blessed to be able to work from home. There is nothing greater. In fact, one of the greatest blessing from this entire ordeal was carefully evaluating our priorities in life...

As far as your comment to put me down (thereby lifting you up):

Michael, I will be whatever my wife needs me to be—for her. Gladly. If she needs me to get down and clean the floor by licking it... I will gladly be her 'lackey'. I would give my life for her. And I will certainly live for her. NOTHING is beneath me—not for her.

You consider it an insult. Demeaning. Beneath you. Why? Because you don't understand what true love is. You only know 'love' in terms of self. Self-gratification.

I consider service of the one I love: AN HONOR. A privilege. The greatest job in the world. I will do whatever she needs me to do—for her. And I will be whatever she needs me to be—for her.

This is not an insult to my manhood. It validates and proves it. But. Like I said... you wouldn't understand that. You're a 'man' who thinks attacking women is how you prove your masculinity. You belittle others to make yourself feel important. Special. Powerful. But. Deep down inside.... you know what you really are: pathetic and weak. You are a coward.



> who is and will always be the bread-winner in your family.

Again, your arrogance is off the charts. It really is. You take it to a whole new level...

On one hand you talk about little interaction with my wife (and me). On the other hand... you think you know: “what is what”-- about us. That you're privy to our internal matters.

You know NOTHING about us, Michael. Nothing.

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#8 Consumer Comment

pure crap

AUTHOR: susan kierbow - (USA)

As is everything this idiot writes, his most recent rebuttal is pure crap.  The compilation of online complaints, coupled with his insane responses, tells the story. 

Jason Horton lies.  He and his wife are unprofessional in dealing with clients.  Clients want results, not drama.

Jessica Horton & Associates = bad business.

Again, if you find the complaints made my me and others on this site questionable, ask a local realtor (a TRUE professional realtor) about Jessica Horton.  

Make sure the realtor is someone who knows and trusts you as a friend, because these realtors are (understandably) uncomfortable discussing Mrs. Horton and her husband.

 

 

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#9 Consumer Comment

Yes, people should be aware...

AUTHOR: Jason L Horton - (USA)

Susan,

You are absolutely correct! People should be aware. I think your former next door neighbors said it wonderfully:

To Whom It May Concern:

Jessica Horton and Associates, Inc. is the quintessential real estate brokerage firm in the greater Spalding County area and beyond, including Sun City Peachtree(r). Jessica Horton, owner and broker, is the personification of professionalism; tempering her commitment to excellence with integrity and compassion for her clients, both sellers and buyers.

Recent personal attacks directed toward Jessica to the contrary not withstanding, it has been our experience that Jessica has done an exemplary job of representing our interests and our home in a real estate market that is unpredictable at best and far removed from the exploding market of bygone days. (One has to understand the person, or persons, making those baseless vicious personal attacks lack credibility in the eyes of nearby neighbors who have also been the victim of similar venomous attacks.) We were made aware of the forthcoming attacks before we employed the professional services of Jessica Horton and Associates, inc. However, we were not dissuaded and ‘signed on’ with Jessica never doubting her ability and desire to represent our best interest.

Our confidence in Jessica was validated when we had a contract on our home within thirty (30) days of signing the listing agreement. Everything she promised she delivered on, without exception; from the initial three hour meeting, in which she thoroughly explained her services and the path that lie ahead, to the culmination of a successful sale. The five hundred dollar ($500.00) up front fee we paid was more than reasonable knowing that ultimately we would save over seven thousand dollars ($7,671.50) in Realtor(r) commissions by employing the professional services of Jessica Horton and Associates, Inc.

If you are selling your home and want a worry free path to success, Jessica Horton is the broker who can make it become a reality. It is without reservation that we endorse and recommend Jessica Horton and Associates, Inc. for all of your real estate needs.

Jim and Prudy

>"Recent personal attacks directed toward Jessica to the contrary not withstanding, it has been our experience that Jessica has done an exemplary job of representing our interests and our home in a real estate market that is unpredictable at best and far removed from the exploding market of bygone days. (One has to understand the person, or persons, making those baseless vicious personal attacks lack credibility in the eyes of nearby neighbors who have also been the victim of similar venomous attacks.)

In case you're confused, Susan, they're talking about you. You. Susan Keirbow. Doodle The Clown. You have a long--and well documented history--of terrorizing people on that street. You would terrorize them with phone calls and e-mails (just like you continue--to this very day--to do to my wife and myself. It got so bad that I had to block you at various social media sites). People are terried to speak out against you--publically. Why? Because you'll terrorize them also. 

I am not.

I won't be bullied by you. I won't hide and cower in a corner while you harass my wife and her business. You once turned a spotlight onto your neighbors owner's suite window--and would leave it on ALL NIGHT just to aggravate them. And you've elected to to try and cast a spot light on me and mistakes that a made as a young male (not a man. Male. I had to grow up before I became a man).  Just to aggravate my wife's business. 

You care nothing about protecting the public. You are completely self-serving. Self-gratifying. Self loathing...

People should get the facts. I agree. And the facts are: you didn't listen to sound advice and you took a loss on selling your home--with another agent. The facts are: my wife consistently gets her clients HIGHER SELLING PRICES. These are facts. They can be proven. They can be documented. Just like my record from 20 years ago... it's a matter of public record. 

>in this day of easily-accessed information, it is wise to check a company's (or individual's) reputation online prior to hiring him or her.  

Agreed. And there are many wonderful testimonials--online--about my wife. Plenty of wondeful (not to mention professional people, bankers, lawyers, doctors, surgeons, CEO of companies, men... women... people that have nothing but the highest praise for her. Peopel who actually followed her advice and sold their homes. Not people who pitched fits and tantrums and lost money (with another agent) when selling. 

Even better? Ask people who've bought--and sold--for suggestions.  

Susan, I agree with you 100%. Consumers do need to be informed. And when consumers get the information... all the important and pertient facts... they will clearly see: my wife is a superor agent. A superior agent who gets superior results. And offer superior advantages... Superior technology... Superior marketing... Super savings. 

>Unfortunately, I did not.  I hired Jessica Horton because of a post card she sent out community-wide in Sun City Peachtree, Griffin, GA.

No, unfortunately you were hard-headed and let your emotions dictate policy to you. 

>This was one of the worst mistakes I have ever made.  

Yes, because you didn't listen to her professional--and proven--advice. You rejected it. You blew up. You pitched your little hissy fit. Offline. Then: online. You let your emotions get in the way of making a sound decision. And you paid for it--dearly.

But. This has nothing to do with my wife. It has nothing to do with me. It has to do with: You. Your poor choices. Your bad decisions. 

>If you hire Jessica Horton & Associates, please know that the "Associates" is her ex-con husband Jason.  If you'd like to know more about him (and her), read the complaints and his rebuttals.

Well, what's done is done. There's no changing it. The only thing that I can change is: me. Susan, that was a very long time ago. And it was the best thing to ever happen to me. It made me grow up--and that's something that I desperately needed to do.

I don't have ANY problems with people reading what I've written. None (that's why I wrote it). Silence is consent. And I won't let you (or others) terrorize my wife. Not going to happen. Well, correction.... you have volition. I can't stop you from doing what you do... behaving the way you behave... But. I will meet--head on.

I will have to live the rest of my life with my poor choice to get in the car that day. And you know what? I'm okay with that. I really am. Because I've seen how God can take my mess--and turn it into a message. And I've been privileged to share my story with hundreds and hundreds of kids... kids in trouble... kids going down the wrong path... kids in prison...  

And it has allowed them to see: it's never too late. We can change. We can grow up. And most of all: Even though our bad decisions may limit future options... the grace of God is NEVER limited in our life. Never. Not even for a second.

Pick up the pieces and move on. Do something with your life. 

And kids (and other young adults) have been able to see: "Despite my mistakes.... my circumstances...  Life isn't over for me. If God can work with that person (Jason Horton), He can do the same for me."

And they'll also get to see something else: that no matter what... no matter what you do... no matter what punishment you pay... no matter if you serve out your time... no matter what you do to make it right.... there will always be people--in this world--who will never let you live it down. They will always be quick to throw it up in your face. To use it against you. And they need to be prepared for that...

So, I'm glad that you have demonstrated--first hand!--what I've told many of them to expect. But. They also get to see something else. Something way better: How the grace of God works in our lives DESPITE people. And what people mean for evil... God **WILL** use for good. I have great confidence in this, Susan. Tremendous confidence. I have seen it time and time again...

And I asure you... I don't deserve it. But. I get it. It's called: grace. 


>I hired an attorney and got out of my exclusive contract, Linda Hilley, a local ReMax agent, sold my house. 

You tickle me. You really do. You make it sound like magic. You fired Jessica Horton and all you're problems were instantly solved. **SNAP!** Just like that. Just like magic. But. That's a lie, isn't it?

See: We have some friends on that street... people whom we are very close with.... I seem to recall various other 'For Sale' signs being in your yard for a very long time. A very long time. And the tax records seem to indicate that you sold for like $180,000.00. How much did my wife have you an offer for? Almost $20,000.00 higher?  

Tax records also indicate that my wife sold a home.... A Copper Ridge (just liked yours).... For like $35,000 - $40,000 more than you sold for. Same time frame. Same time period. Same size homes. Very comparable. 

And that's what all this is about. You want other people to suffer--just like you. You want other people to hurt--just like you. You want other people to make poor decisions--just like you. You want other people to sell for less money--just like you. And you want them to pay more (to some agent)--just like you. 

Misery loves company and you want to be packed in like Sardines. 


>I was never so relieved to get out of anything as I was to end my dealings with the Hortons.

If that were true (but it isn't!).... you would walk away and stop contacting us. Repeatedly. Weekly. Sometimes: daily. But the truth of the matter is: you like it. You like the attention. You like the negativity. You like the controversy. You like stirring up trouble. It's like a drug for you.... Being able to focus on someone else.... it allows you to escape from the pain and misery of your own life. It's how you avoid your own turmoil.  It's your way of escaping the most painful thing in your life: YOU. 

>I have posted these complaints so that other sellers will be more knowledgeable than i was.

You have posted these complaints because you want others to be just as miserable as you are. You want people to avoid my wife. Shun her. Make her anathema... because then you will feel victorious. You'll have destroyed the person who you foolishly didn't listen to.  The one who sells homes for money... The one who saves her clients the most money... The one who has helped hundreds and hundreds of people get where they want to go--when they want to be there. 

You didn't get your way with her. You didn't get your way with me. I told you, "NO!" You didn't like that...

You didn't get your way with the real estate commission. So, you come online and throw your little tantrums. Pitch your little fits. Scream and have a coniption. 

If she is wrong--by public opinion--then you'll be right. That's your motivation. Justification. Rationalization. 

>They have tangled with others, as well.  Just be aware.

When you list and sell as many homes as my wife does.... you're going to come across A LOT of people. And anytime you come across a lot of people...you will eventually have: problems. Guranteed. However, most people are able to work their problems out--like adults. Not running online and crying and whining about them. 

Does my wife get along with everyone? Nope. She doesn't. Will my wife ever get along with everyone? Nope. She won't. People sometimes don't like what she has to tell them. It goes with the territory. But. People with a modicum of common sense... just a pinch of it... realize there are always two sides to every story--at least. Sometimes more. Rarely do we get ALL the facts in life. Very rarely. 

But. People who come online to voice their problems... they aren't interested in facts. They aren't interested in justice. They're only interested in themselves. 

As for me...

The only person that I've personally ever 'tangled' with in that community (besides you) was a man. And it had nothing to do with real estate. Nothing. At. All. It was a private matter. It will remain a private matter. Because I know he isn't going to come online and tell people about it. And I know that he won't tell people offline. He made a mistake. I nipped it in the bud. He wallked away. Cooled. Came back. And we were able to work it out--offline!--like adults. And I won't discuss it. Period.

But. I will say this. He did end up listing his home with Jess (after it expired with another agent). And she sold it for full asking price. Think she saved them about $9,000.00 in commissions also. Smething like that...

And they've invited us out to their home for week. And, yes, he knows about my past. However, he chooses to judge me based off the man I am now--not the deliquent that I was way, way, way, back then. That's what people with integrity and graciousness do. They give people the benefit of the doubt. 

Just as my wife gave you when she listed your home. The benefit of the doubt.

Just as I gave you.


Susan, there is NOTHING in any of those houses (or anywhere--period!) that I want. Nothing that I need. Nothing that I just have to have. If I want something... I will buy it. So, thre's nothing that I want to take--from anyone. But. I have something to offer you: Grow up. Walk away. And stop being such a hateful person. It's destructive. Not to others... to your own soul.

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#10 Consumer Comment

Awareness

AUTHOR: susan kierbow - (USA)

In this day of easily-accessed information, it is wise to check a company's (or individual's) reputation online prior to hiring him or her.  

Unfortunately, I did not.  I hired Jessica Horton because of a post card she sent out community-wide in Sun City Peachtree, Griffin, GA.

This was one of the worst mistakes I have ever made.  If you hire Jessica Horton & Associates, please know that the "Associates" is her ex-con husband Jason.  If you'd like to know more about him (and her), read the complaints and his rebuttals.

I hired an attorney and got out of my exclusive contract, Linda Hilley, a local ReMax agent, sold my house.

I was never so relieved to get out of anything as I was to end my dealings with the Hortons.

I have posted these complaints so that other sellers will be more knowledgeable than i was.

They have tangled with others, as well.  Just be aware.

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#11 REBUTTAL Individual responds

The Real Jessica Horton

AUTHOR: Mike - (USA)

Mr. Horton,…….your childish idiocy never ceases to amaze me; it really doesn’t. Your are the stereotypical country bumpkin,…it is people exactly like you that perpetuate the perception that people from the Southern areas of the United States are ignorant, uneducated, and inbred.

You chose to come onto this site and respond to a post I placed on here in 2010; five years ago! In that post you apologized and you offered to pay me money owed. Then you somehow morphed that offer into an absurd request that I put up ten thousand dollars in an escrow account, pay an Arbitrator to hear my “case”, and presumably hire an attorney to represent me; all for a potential windfall of $10,000! Mr. Horton,….let me just say, my watch cost $10,000.

So no, I have no need to or intention of participating in your silly little Judge Judy scenario. I already know you owe me money; I don’t need a stranger to affirm that. You said you wanted to pay, and now it’s obvious that was a lie,…big surprise. Both you and your wife are well seasoned pathological liars, and that will never change.

You have lied repeatedly on here; you have claimed emails your wife sent me have been altered, and that’s a lie (and you know its lie). You claimed your wife “reprimanded” me over a threat I made to a lender, and that is a lie, and you know it.

Your wife was barely ever my Broker, I was already preparing to leave for Iraq when she showed-up, and my broker was ARDELL. I closed one deal prior to leaving while your wife was the broker there, a deal on an offer written prior to her arriving. There were no issues with that client’s lender, and I never once spoke with his lender. I did not deal with lenders, as that is a relationship between the client and their mortgage company, which I as an agent or broker am not privy to.

As a matter of fact, I always made it known on my prior website that I do not recommend lenders, as I do not wish to be part of any conflict that may arise during the lending process, or after the loan closes. I only dealt with the escrow companies that handle the transaction between our brokerage, the lender, and the client. Dealing with lenders is their job, not mine.

So your efforts to insult and criticize me as a Realtor are amusing, nothing more. You have never represented anyone in a real estate transaction Jason, not one person. You are nothing more than a baby-sitter and a lackey for your wife; who is and will always be the bread-winner in your family.

To make it even more pathetic, your wife, as a real estate broker allows you to insult and belittle her clients on the phone, in emails, and over the net. You have no real estate license, thus you have no right to place yourself in the middle between your wife and her clients. She should lose her license for even allowing it.

Both you and your wife are the most dishonest and unethical people I have ever had the displeasure of dealing with. I have had many tenants in various residential and commercial properties I own. I have never had any issues arise with my current or past renters; at least nothing of this nature. I typically get along well with people, business associates, and tenants. Your wife has had a few online complaints, and I believe about three with the real estate commission. I’ve had none.

The “complaint” on this site you have mentioned (regarding me) was by an escaped convict that the DA’s office in Bellevue, WA. had asked me to testify against regarding fraud he had committed against a client of mine on a real estate transaction. He posted the fabricated complaints as revenge, as the letter from the DA explained. So it’s not exactly a real complaint.

You and your wife simply believe that your problems are not your responsibility, they are everyone else’s. You attitude is simply “of course I didn’t pay my debt or honor my contract, I was broke!” you were broke because of a series of bad decisions you made, and it’s no one’s problem or fault but yours, and your wife’s. You repeatedly find yourselves in these situations.

You insult my real estate abilities while ignoring the fact that while your wife did well at first, she lost her business, got sued, moved across the US with no secure job, got fired or quit again, then ran all the way back home and lived in poverty, until she rebuilt her business by paying people to represent them. 

You both chose to move to Washington State with no written agreement to work for a relatively new real estate company owned by a man you barely knew. You got angry with him because he didn’t fire his office manager and put you in her place.

You didn’t likely disclose that you were a convicted felon, an ex-con that had participated in a daring daylight residential burglary that involved you and two other men, all armed with guns! Do you really think owners of real estate companies would fire a seasoned office manager and put someone as ignorant as yourself in their place; a convicted thief?

I don’t know what all transpired at that office after I left; I just know after a matter of weeks, neither of you had a job. I know from reading your wife’s emails there was an accusation of her cutting unauthorized checks on the company account. I know I tried my best to work with you two, and never “ordered’ you to leave.

It’s certainly possible that I said to her that the entire purpose for my flight home at that time, from Iraq, was to clean-up and rent the house out again; thus she needed to make a decision as to whether you two were staying or leaving. It did seem that her plan was fluid and changing from day-to-day; she was contemplating getting another job there and trying to work through it (I evenoffered to reduce the rent to $2,000 for six months until she could get organized).

What would be the point of flying thousands of miles, wasting a vacation, and dropping two grand on a plane ticket only to arrive and discover you two had changed your mind and wanted to stay and work something out with me? But that’s certainly not the equivalent of evicting someone. That would be an illegal eviction anyway, and would expose me to liabilities.

As a matter of fact, as the emails show; when your wife claimed she had left all of that junk in my house, she did so hoping I could/would sell it and apply the funds towards her debt, I told her that was illegal, and that the law requires I place it in storage for a certain period of time.

So NO Mr. Horton, I as a landlord am not going to illegally evict tenants and then turn right around and insist on following the law regarding items they left behind. Those are the very same items you claimed you had given a man to clean the house; which was a lie.

That has been the problem of your entire argument on this forum; it makes no sense; and is full of contradictions.  Firstly, you and I never had any discussions (email or otherwise) during the entire fiasco that was your life at that time (it was only much later that you had the guts to contract me); which I was dragged into.

You chose to sit-back and let your wife deal with it all, because she pretty much wears the pants in the family. That’s why I have so many emails from your wife, and none from you. That’s why your perception of what took place is so absurd and distorted; because you weren’t man enough to step up to the plate and deal with the situation; you let your wife handle it, just as you let your wife support you and the kids.

As I recall, I even tried to help you get a job overseas; but you had a million excuses. You cried about your back hurting. You say you have skills, just none that would have enable you to work overseas and make the kind of money you needed at that time; the kind of money that would have lifted your family out of poverty and fed your kids real food,..not Ramen noodles for dinner. Yet you chose to not apply for a single job after I sent you the links to the sites that offered such jobs.

There is every type of job one can possibly imagine on overseas contracts. They range from logistics, food service, carpentry, electrical, plumbing, concrete, water production, wastewater treatment, IT, tent repair, bus driving, truck driving, laundry, labor foremen, and on and on. Yet you say you just didn’t have the skills needed to work overseas; which obviously translates to “no skills”. You are a slacker Jason, nothing more. You are dishonest Jason, as is your wife.

You have stated how professional your wife is, and how much integrity she has; yet she allows you to write her responses to clients on message boards. That’s right, anyone that reads her long winded responses to the currently disgruntled clients will see that it’s pretty obvious you wrote them; You, with Your. Famous. One. Word. Sentences; and the abuse of the word coward and arrogant. 

You mentioned the single misspelled word in my previous response, so why don’t you read through these emails your wife sent her employer in Washington State? Can you spot the misspelled words? Anyone reading these idiotic emotionally charged emails she sent to her employer and CC’d every agent at the company can see just how much integrity she has; how professional she is.

She’s an idiot Jason; she’s a dumb as a brick. She’s illiterate, unprofessional and completely void of anything resembling integrity. That’s the funniest part of the emails; her goal was to appear quite the opposite, and instead, she only showed herself to be the biggest idiot poor Jon had ever encountered.

So here we go Jason, let’s take a look at what your dimwitted wife sent to her agents in Washington State. Keep in mind, now these are now a matter of permanent record, and I can’t even remove them. You did this to her Jason, you did it. My personal favorite was “That never happended either”.

 

On Sun, Aug 31, 2008 at 11:36 PM, Jessica Wynn Horton <jessicahortonxxxx@xxxx.com> wrote:

Jon:

You know good and well that I will be leaving you sooner.  We had and agreement and then you tried to go back and alter it as is your usual form.  Our agreement was that I would stay until the 15th and you would pay me up front so that I could get Micheal Creel taken care for his rent and I was to help expalin all the advantages of why this merger would be a good idea for the agents. 

If you liked me and Jason so much than you would honor your agreements as they were put in place and realize that there is more to this world than just you.  My family has been jerked around since moving here. 

Things have never lined up the way that you have told me that would be...including having our home ready for us when we arrived after driving 3,400 miles.  You have recieved great value from our being here because you got 2 full time employees for the price of one.  The deal was to allow Jason to go into Liz's job and take her salary to offset our salary loss.  That never happended either.

While I do agree that the merger will offer some real advantages to the agents, don't you dare sit there and try to sell them a bowl of sunshine without full disclosure of the reasons for there merger.  I have not signed my license into the state yet to relinqiush control as managing broker and I will be damend if you put your interest above theirs without fully explainging all the details to them.  They have monies, time and effort invested and they are deserved 100% honesty and up frontness from you.  Nothing less.

I'm not moving on to bigger and better things by the way.  These agents are the biggest and best thing that I've ever had the privledge of being around.  The deserve the very best and I pray that this move will give them everything that they deserve. 

EVERYTHING and that is less of both of you and more support, encouragement and follow through.  Yes, I know you have a high power attorney in Seattle but I don't give a d**n.  I will make it my mission in life to ensure that these agents are taken care of. 

Boy, I went round with RE/MAX and 2 mutli-million dollar developers and I came out on top. Don't mess with me or my agents.  You lay it all on the line and give them full honesty and disclosure about this merger.  I will not have them make a decision without knowing all the facts when their lives, their families and their clients are on the line.  Until I sign that paperwork...I am still broker.  Don't you ever forget it.

Jessica Horton

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On Mon, Sep 1, 2008 at 1:30 AM, Jessica Wynn Horton <jessicahortonxxxx@xxxcom> wrote:

 

No, Jon.  I will not.  I will have it all out in the open.  Out in the open for everybody to see...one way or another.  Your e-mail is not factual to our chats and conversations and I fully plan to call you on it.  I've always operated under the philosphy that when you don't have anything to hide...it's best to get all out in the open. 

You can try playing that little "jittery, dodgy" hidden behind politeness, game all day long with me but it isn't going to fly.  I see right through you and you know that I do.

I suggest you think long and hard about how you handle this and honoring the obligations that you put in place.  I suggest you think long and hard about full disclosure to these agents.  I hope they all do what is best for them...and if that is going with there merger that is great!  I am all for it.  However, they will know 100% of the facts to make up their minds with. 

Jon, I was packing and didn't hear the phone nor did I know that you had called.  I didn't just miss your call.  I missed Sondra's too.  So, I wasn't just dodging you.  You didn't leave a voicemail and you made your stanceperfectly clear when onceagain you changed the rules as you went a long.  We had a deal and you backed out...again. 

Now, you can honor your obligation to me and my family so that I can honor mine or we can do this the long, hard and costly way.  That choice is up to you.  You should know me well enough to know that I've got my ducks in a row when I call somebody out.  You should know me well enough to know that I've already figured out what you think you know.  Assumptions can be a really bad thing.  I started covering my bases with you 4 months ago. 

I will offer you the hand of friendship one last time and let you do the right thing by the agents and my family.  Otherwise, it won't be me that you will be talking to come Tuesday morning. 

Do the right thing, Jon.  Don't play chicken with me.  You've jerked my family around and I'm pissed.  Your wife thinks she has seen me angry.  You haven't ever seen me angry.  Don't mess with my kids and their stability.  Do what you said that you were going to do and give these agents all the information. 

Jessica Horton

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On Mon, 9/1/08, Jessica Wynn Horton wrote:

From: Jessica Wynn Horton

Subject: Re: Very Important annoucement. Please read ASAP.

Jon:

If your integrity was so important to you...you would do the right thing and not try to change deals once they are agreed to by you and I.  We agreed and now your wife wants to say we were only "brain storming". 

So, I put my kids into a holding patter based off a brainstorming session?  Is that what type of person/parent that you think I am?  I would put them at risk over an idea?  A concept?  My concern is pretty simple to figure out.  We had a deal you tried to change it.  I refused and here we are.

"Small sum of money"  Should I start cut and pasting chats between you and I and between Sara and into this e-mail?  Should I also start pasting the small sums of money that have been taken out of Brio since I've beenhere for you and her and the chats where I was told that this wouldn't be done any more? 

The small measly sums that you feel entitled to take out when my agents have needed things and I can't get for them?  Are you really sure that you want to talk to me about small sums of money as if you were Daddy Warbucks and money isn't any problem?  Are you really sure that you want to go there with me? 

Perhaps I should post my "angry" e-mail to Sara, here too so the agents will see why I lost my cool the other week?  Like I said buddy, I've got no problems putting it all out there in the open.  Once it all goes public...I am quite confident the agents with common sense will be able to see who has been fighting for them and who has used them as meal ticket.  

"Small sum of money".  Save the grandstanding for other people.  I'm glad you consider $4,000 and several thousands of dollars in reimbursements that I HAVE PERSONALLY paid for the company a small sum of money. 

Maybe you're just a bit too high and mighty for us common folks...but that small sum of money was the difference between me moving my family back to Georgia and having to sell off everything that we own to do that.

Yes, I could have borrowed money from my parents, Jason's parents or even my company back in Georgia (I doubt that).  But, this is my responsiblity and I will take full responsibility for my actions.  I won't go borrow money to cover up my messes.  I will sell everything that I own to take responsiblity for my trust in you that was competely and totally nullified.

I elected to trust that virtual handshake was a handshake and that you were good for your word (Ha, she's one to talk, her word doesn't mean d**k).  You lead me down a path and waited to the very last second to change your mind.  After I had already reached the point of no return and had to stay longer. 

That way you could pressure me into accepting a new deal.  I believe you told me that you would rather I ask for some money to get back and as friend you would try to help me.  Buddy, I don't know what type of friendships you have exactly...but I shouldn't have to ask a friend for one d**n dime if he/she knew my situation. 

My friends at the office and around the country have already offered to send me money via western union to get me back.  One from Tezxs has offered to come up here and help Jason load up and drive us back.  Those are my friends and I've got several of them around the country and on your blogging site. 

And furthermore...I shouldn't have to come to you and ask for anything that we already agreed upon.  I'm not begging you for crap.  I came into this world with nothing and I will leave it with nothing.  I am fully prepared to lose everythng that I've worked all my life to build to ensure my kids back home.  Despite what you lead me to belive.

Jon, you're brilliant or at least that is the talk.  I'm sure you understand full disclosure.  It means you fully disclose to my agents (and yes I view them as mine and so does the state of Washington until I sign the paperwork) all the reasons behind the merger.  You put  THEM in the best decision making posistion possible.  Not you.  Not Sara.  Not Ken.  THEM! 

You present all the facts and let them do what is best for them.  Not you.  See, that is what owning a real estate company is all about...putting your agents first at all times and empowering them to take care of the customer.

You let facts speak for themselves and not one of your little AR Henchmen that also happens to have a license.  The same person that spent more time taking care of his customers than he did trying to be a "YES MAN" for you then his clients wouldn't keep calling me about his behavior. 

The same agent that I would have kicked out of my office if I owned so fast his head would still be turning because I find his conduct unbecoming of our profession and he does them a disservice by talking about Active Rain Community guidelness all day when he should be trying to sell their home or getting out of real estate. 

But, I have to keep that type around because he works at your other company.  Stuff like that is what drags a company down. Because you want your cake and you want to eat it to. 

Some of the agents might not like this public display (it is childish). That is fine.  But, you and I are going to lock horns and you are 100% wrong if you don't think I will fight for my kids and my agents.

I will make sure that they are taken care of.  Monies that they have recently spent are given back to them.  Even if I have to go pawn my television.  I will make sure that the right thing is done by them.

I have no control over you honoring your previous agreement with me.  But, I do have some say so in making sure that the agents are taken care of.  Some of them won't like this public display.  Others are already calling me and thanking me for having their back.  I can't please everybody but I will make sure that when it's all over and done with that I looked out for them whether they like me or agree with my methods or not.

And don't you dare sit there and say that I've tried to sabotage you.  First, take responsbility for your actions.  Second, if that was the case...I would have just droopped off my license to Olympia and shut it all down.  But, I didn't do that.  Did I?  No, I met you head on and out in the open.  I will call a spade a spade.  And let the chips fall where they may between youand I.  But these agents will get all the information and be looked after.

I grow tired of this back and forth and chaning your story and trying to clean it all up and make it look pretty.  I've got a meeting to go to and then I'm having a yard sale to sell off my kids stuff and my stuff to ensure that they can get back to a stable place.  That I can pay MIcheal Creel and not hurt him.

See, I'm the type of mother that would just allow her kids to stay here for another month without payment.  I would do that for free.  THAT IS SARCASM BY THE WAY.  I'm not being serious.  You are a complete fool and so is anybody else that would think I would have agreed to something that wouldn't take care of my kids . 

On a lighter note:  I've got a bunch of really nice stuff that is being sold for a fraction of what I paid for it if you or anybody are interested.  I need to get my kids home and Michael taken care of.  So, I am cutting deals left and right.  You may try to use words like "brain storming" to get out of a deal...I don't. My word is my word.  

You take care - I'm sure you will.  You seem to be very good at that sort of thing.

Jessica Horton

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There it is Jason, the real Jessica Horton; and anyone reading these emails can plainly see that it has been you, not her, responding to clients of Jessica Horton & Associateson other website complaint boards; you, the unlicensed felon, not her, the Licensed Broker. Unlike all of the emails she sent me that you now claim are doctored copies, these emails were Bcc’d to Jon’s lawyer, and yup, they are still on file with him. My emails though written via a corporate account, were all Bcc'd to three private accounts; so yes, I have them all.

The above emails prove your wife is anything but a professional, and that she is about as country ignorant as one can be. So, I suppose it’s now up to potential clients to decide if this is the woman they want representing them in what may well be the biggest financial decision of their life.

They must also decide if they want to deal with a complete idiot convict such as you, if problems arise during the sale; because it’s pretty obvious, she just passes them off to you to “handle”.

So NO, I won’t be wasting my valuable time trying to arbitrate with you over a measly $10,000 knowing you actually owe me double that amount;my monthly salary is more than that . It is a stupid request made by a stupid man. I realized long ago I would never collect the money you two owe meo I’m done with this silly and childish exchange Mr. Horton, and your information and mug shot will remain on this site until the end of time, and that’s your fault. I have no time to debate with ignorant trailer-park white-trash; so you run along and do whatever it is people like you do all day; I have work to do, my wife doesn’t support me.

And I think you know what you can do with your "forgiveness".

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Doodle, use your noodle....

AUTHOR: Jason L Horton - (USA)

>You repeatedly call him a coward. 

I repeatedly call him a coward because that's exactly what he is. A coward. A coward who came online and attacked a woman and her business. Kinda the same way you pitched your little online hissy fit.

>You write that he is attacking your wife, who is (according to you) a wonderful woman. 

Not just me. I count a couple hundred well satisfied clients. They just have way more dignity—and decorum--than to come slumming at places like this virtual cesspool.  Plenty of wonderful people have great things to say about her. You just happen to be: one of the disgruntled (read: dumb ones) who didn't listen to her. You listened to your emotions instead. And you made the very foolish choice to turn down a FULL PRICE OFFER ON YOUR HOME (that my wife had for you in about 30 days). Then you hated yourself for doing that.... because you sold your home for a loss--with another agent.

You're angry. And you should be. But. That anger needs to be directed to woman in the mirror. Not my wife. Not me. All we ever tried to do was help you. And you viewed our kindness as weakness. And you tried to exploit it.


>You are dodging the issue.  

I'm not dodging any issue. I addressed the issue head on. However, if you keep popping up everywhere—like some twisted jack-in-the-box—I may have to start dodging you. You're behavior is beginning to border on psychotic. It's way past obsessive.


>You owe Michael Creel $20,000 for rent you never paid. 

You don't know what you're talking about, Susan. So, I'm going to say this very politely: “Mam, you need to learn to keep your forked-tongued behind your teeth. And go slink back into whatever hole you crawled out of.”

You don't know anything about this situation. All you have is a mutual admiration society. Two pathetic losers propping each other up in their pool of misery and agony. Both drowning and too foolish to realize it.

In this country... we don't go shooting from the hip. It's not the wild wild west. We don't just attack a person online. There are rules and procedures for grievances. There is thing called: Jurisprudence. Where ALL THE FACTS come out. Not just one-sided testimony (given by some anonymous person). People are allowed to present evidence... witnesses.... There are rules of evidence.

Not like this vile slum pit--and the living pieces of feces--that start posts on it.

But if you're so concerned about him... I suggest you start with that unpaid invoice that you owe me.... send it to Mr. Creel and apply it towards my tab. You do remember that invoice, right Susan? The one you told me to send you, but you never paid?

How easy it would be for me to go online to Ripoffreport.com and right a post titled: Doodle The Clown: Exploits Children by not paying them. Runs a sweat shop. She gets children to clean her home (and I won't even go into the condition of the home... I have no need to shame you).

It would be so easy.... I mean... website design and SEO is what I do—for a living. I could have it ranking PAGE #1 (probably #2 spot) in a matter of weeks.

I could so easily do that. I could so easily go online and tell my poor sob story. About how my kids worked like dogs helping you clean your home. And how you didn't pay them. How you didn't pay me. How you didn't reimburse me for all the paint and cleaning supplies.

Fortunately for you... I'm not petty. And I'm not vindictive. I'm not a coward. I put it in the Lord's hands and moved on.



>Of COURSE he insisted that you and your family be gone before his plane landed.  He had not been paid!
 

That's not how things work, Susan. There are contracts. There are rules in place. There are procedures. 

Now, I realize that's a foreign concept to you... you didn't honor yours with my wife. You broke it. And that's fine. That's a matter of who you are.... nothing to do with me. Nothing to do with Jess. You were so smart... you got less money and I bet you paid double the commission to make less money....

And I also realize that you—and Micheal—fail to see the difference in the situations. Why? Because you're both blind to your own faults---because you're too arrogant to see them.

The difference is: You were actually capable of honoring your contract... you just elected not to honor it.

We weren't capable of honoring it. It was beyond our control. The fact that we weren't paid about $12,000 - $15,0000 that was owed to us by our employer. That was beyond our control...

You keeping your listing agreement? That was in your control. But. You showed Jess, didn't you? You taught her real good. Actually, Jess schooled you. Because she sold a comparable Copper Ridge for $40,000 more than yours. And her clients only paid her half the money to do it.

Anyway... bad things happened. Events beyond our control. We didn't get paid the money that was owed to us.

You just elected to not keep your contract.

See the difference? I doubt it...

But maybe I should come online and post a report about the people who didn't pay us our money... and I should whine and cry and play the victim. Tell my poor sob story to entire world....

Call them out by name... Address... Phone Number...

Naw... I'll pass. That's not how rational adults act. That's how little bitches act.

You broke your contract with Jessica. But. You want to indict us--to take the heat off you. To assuage your own guilt. To rationalize your own bad behavior. 

You failed to pay your obligations. But. You want to to indict us—to take the heat off you. So, you can tell other people, “Look! I'm a victim. It's all about her! It's all about Him.”

That's on you. 

You're a victim alright... a victim of your own stupidity.



>
You were squatting in his property.  

That is a lie.

There you go... running your mouth off about things you don't know anything about. But. That seems to be pretty par for the course with you. But. Even if we had (but we weren't) It's none of your d**n business.  It's not anybody's business. It's a personal matter. But. Mr. Creel... the little coward... the little b***h... he came online and told his problems (at least his side of them) to the world. I think the terminology is: Attention w***e. 


>Whether or not you were experiencing financial difficulties, you had no legal right to his home unless you were paying the rent.  

Are you a lawyer now? I realize that you like to play judge, jury and executioner. To sentence people without any due process... So, I guess lawyer should be added to the list. When did you become qualified to give an expert opinion on a contract? Have you seen it? Have you read it? Has your attorney given you a legal opinion on it? I think not... I think you're just running off at the mouth—again.

>PAY the man what you owe him!!  

I'm all for Mr. Creel getting exactly what is owed to him. I agreed to speak to him. The Coward hasn't called me. The coward won't call me. And, again, please apply the money you owe me—and my two children---and put it on our tab. Since you care so strongly about doing the right thing and people getting paid...

Red Herrings. Projection. Deflection. Mud Slinging.


>It is obvious that he does not care what you write about him, just as i do not care what you write about me.  

Susan, honey you're delusional. You both care very much. That's why you're on my Facebook page--constantly. You are CONSUMED with me and my wife. Both of you. Obsessed. Do you think it's normal for a person to be holding on to something for 8 years???? I don't. But you know how the saying goes, “hell hath no furry like a woman scorned.” And this Creel person is very scorned. Maybe my wife didn't properly water the flowers he was always bringing to her at the office... Or, she didn't “ooooh” and “ahhhh” over the pictures that he liked to send her...

I don't know. But. What I do know is: YOU BOTH CARE---greatly. You are consumed with us. And that's why you hang on to every word.

You're the one stalking and e-mailing and texting us. We haven't contacted you ONCE on our own. You. Call. Us. 

You. Text. Us.

You. E-mail. Us.

We care nothing about being around you. But. You keep coming around. Like Penny Wise jumping out of the closet...


>The fact that your wife's business has been damaged is due, SOLELY, to the unprofessional behavior and bad reputation of you and your wife Jessica Horton.  

Susan, as I've told you on numerous times. I am thankful for you and Mr. Creel. I really am. You keep the ignorant riffraff away from us. The hoi polloi that easily fooled and confused... FAR AWAY.  People who come online and read this rubbish... if they aren't smart enough to see who He is (and you are).... please keep them away from us. 

>Word gets around.  Online reviews get read.  People become wary.  Your business suffers as your reputation grows worse and worse.  

Then I guess the market will have spoken. Jessica will be ran out of business. The well will dry up. The store will close. And we're okay with that. But. It will be a cold day in hell before I back down to a vicious psycho like you. And a coward like Mr. Creel. 

>While I do find your rant incredibly amusing,


I'm glad. I find you sad and pathetic. 

>I also feel sorry for your misguided postings that leave readers stunned. 

I stand by every word. And if people don't like it: “NEXT!” I won't be dictated to by some coward and psychotic and Bi-polar clown.  Joe Joe or Penny Wise... I never know which one is going to pop up.

>I think you are attempting...........

I think you are projecting...  And I don't think you do a whole lot of actual 'thinking'. If you had... you would have sold your home for full price and not for $40,000 less than what Jess sold another for.

That's what you're angry about. You're own foolish decisions.

>You also appear to be fascinated by thinking about spankings and "bottoms", as you call them. 

Again, I think you're projecting... And just trying to be vulgar. Perhaps you're the salacious one.

>In a post about me, you claimed that I amb*** buster".  Dude, I am a 63-year-old woman; hardly a "b*** buster". 

Susan, everyone who lived next to you... they know who you are. And what you're about.  But. Context of statements do matter....  Except for people with forked-tongues. You love to twist words around--you have a real talent for it. 

63, huh? Maybe it's time to grow up.

>Just pay the man his money.  Stop sniveling.  Put up or shut up.


Gladly. I've already said that I'm willing to fly out to Washington and be bound by arbitration. A place where all the facts can be put on the table. Sworn testimony can be given. Evidence can be presented. But. Mr. Creel won't do that. Do you know why Mr. Creel won't do that? Because He's a coward. He's a sniveling yellow-belly coward. Who does some amazing mental somersaults in order to rationalizes and justifies his horrid behavior. 

He will lose.

That's why he won't arbitrate. That's why he didn't settle this with decorum. With manners. Dignity. That's why he's came online—like the little coward he is—and posted his stories. 

He's a coward. 

Just like you. But. You two need each other. Enjoy! I'm glad you found one another. Misery loves company and you two will get along great.  A Coward and Pennywise the clown...

Penny wise but very POUND FOOLISH when selling her home....

Take responsibility for your own poor choices and decisions. Stop depending on Mr. Creel to validate you. You were wrong. And this matter is none of your business. And people with dignity... they'll see you--and him--for exactly what you both are. 

Cowards.

Doodle, use your noodle. Skadoodle!

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#13 REBUTTAL Individual responds

Cowards are cruel, but the brave love mercy and delight to save.

AUTHOR: Jason L Horton - (USA)

>I'm impressed Jason,

As you should be. You're dealing with a man [me] who called it [your bs] like it was—and didn't equivocate. You're a coward.


>you really have taken crazy to a whole new level,

Says the man who ran online to whine and cry.


>and I'm glad people can now see that.

I'm glad they can see it also. I have nothing to hide.

>I don't have your number,

Like I said. It's right there on my facebook page. You're on it—a lot. You're without excuse. You don't have because you didn't try. You were too busy stirring up trouble.

>and the contracts in storage still.

Wonderful. Then you shouldn't have ANY issue presenting evidence. Not your cut and paste crap that you put online. Any pre-schooler knows how to cut and paste something. Any elementary school kid could edit a document... Any middle school kid can photo shop something... Most of them know how to edit and manipulate video.  

I'm not impressed with your online 'proof'. 


>I sent your wife a polite email merely giving her my email address for you to reach me,

I hardly consider calling my 6 year old (at the time) autistic son a “DEVIL Demon CHILD” as being polite. His face was painted like Darth Maul. It's a Star Wars Character. I don't consider that very polite. It takes a real brave man to speak to a child like that. But. You do love to attack defenseless people. It makes you feel very powerful. Very manly doesn't it? Coward.

>and I explained that I was about to leave for Afghanistan tomorrow so I may not have a chance to respond quickly. I'm unsure how that can be considered harassment, but I'm not an expert on dealing with insanity.

It's the fact that she has asked you—repeatedly—to stop contacting her. That's why it's harassment. She even had to go the New Castle Police Department about it awhile back. That's why it's harassment, Michael. When a woman says, “No!” it means: NO!

>Rest assured, I have no interest in your wife's attentions,

All the e-mails seem to indicate otherwise. What did shakespeare say, ""The lady doth protest too much, methinks". Just subsitute lady for little b***h--in your case. 

>as I've simply never been into hefty plus sized women; not that there's anything wrong with them, I just don't care for women bigger than me. 

You're right about one thing: She's a way bigger person than you'll ever be. She has more integrity in her little toe than you do in your spineless body.

>Now I see your beating the hell out of the 
"you told us to get out" story,

It's what you said. And it's documented. However, I don't got cut and pasting evidence online. Nor do I run around fabricating it. I wait for the proper time and place. The proper venue.

>but below are the last emails I exchanged

Really? Can you prove their authenticity? Just because you cut and paste something online... that doesn't make it so. I believe Abraham Lincoln said it best: “Be careful about everything you read online. Some of it may not be true.” Ole Abe was a wise man... I saw his quote on the internet and I was impressed with his vision and prophetic ability.

That's the thing about online... you can say anything. Do anything. Make up anything.


>with your dimwitted wife

Yes, the dimwitted woman who was chosen—out of thousands of prospects—to be the broker of your company. The one where you couldn't cut it as a real estate agent at. The one who walked in and passed the Washington Broker's license exam with only a day of studying. The dimwit who was recognized as being one of the top 30 agents in the country. The dimwitted woman who had to reprimand you for—in writing—for making verbal threats against a lender online. The dimwitted woman who increased agent production by 300% at the company.

Like I said: coward. Misogynist.

> before leaving Iraq to head home to clean up your mess, and move your furniture. As anyone can see, your tale of being ordered out of the house is a total fabrication.

As anyone can see? That's what you little cowardly attention whores love, isn't it? “As anyone can see...." YOu're delusional if you think something online makes it valid--legitmate. 

Anyone with a modicum of common sense will see: THERE IS NOTHING HERE—ABOUT MY WIFE—that is factual. There is only one sided testimony. There are only cut and paste jobs... That any kid could do.

This is not evidence. This was an execution. Without due process. And you're a coward.

>
So Jason, where are the threats and intimidation, the demands to vacate?

My offer stands. Be a man. Handle your dispute like a man. Lets arbitrate. I will put up $10,000.00 in escrow. You put up $10,000 in escrow. And lets meet—on your turf. But. You won't do that. Why? Because you'll lose. You know it. And I know it.

>I've got all the emails that show that to be a lie;

Wonderful. Stop being an attention w***e... be a man... And lets see if you have them. In arbitration. Where testimony and evidence can be evaluated.

>the same emails I sent you years ago when you first tried to lie and claim you were illegally evicted.

I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about. But. Let me guess? You can cut and paste it for me? You can do a screen shot? Yeah... any kid can do that in 5 minutes. It's so easy to do anything and demonstrate anything online.... What's with you and this burning desire to be right? To be vindicated? To be justified? Do you need approval that desperately? 


>As you may recall, that's when your lawyer told you you didn't have a s****.>

Again, no idea what you're talking about. See above...

>About the only thing you got right in your rant was that yes, in a physical altercation with me you would lose horribly, and you know that.

No. I don't. I remember you—very well from Washington. You were a bit shorter than me. And I'm not very tall. And like I said... I would wear it with pride. Might doesn't make right. It just makes a bully. And bullies are: cowards.


>I wouldn't bend you over as they did in prison,

How immature and vulgar. Nobody raped me in prison. Hold on... let me clarify that (I know how your twisted little mind works)... I didn't voluntarily have sex with men either. Again, vulgar. Crude. Exactly the sort of comment that I would expect from you.  

>but I would hurt you severely.

I'm sure you would.

>However, then I'd be just like you, a thug in prison; and you would win.

Actually, being involved in a physical altercation doesn't make on a thug. What you think—and how you behave—makes a person a thug. There are reasons to fight. And I would fight for my wife and kids—ANYDAY. I would gladly—and proudly—face off against a coward like you. Way to give yourself an out though...

>Then of course you would sue me, and win again. So that won't be happening,...so stop worrying about it.

Please don't speak for me. You have that very nasty habit. You have no idea what I would do. I've never started a lawsuit. However, I am grateful that you and Susan did open up the statue of limitations on this. There was only a year. But. Now that clock is counting again.  I don't make it a habit to sue people, but I also don't stand for bullies. 

>The things I have posted online about you, and your prison mugshot, are important.

I agree. They most certainly are—to you. You take something from 20 years ago to make you feel justified in your actions. It gives you the ability to justify and rationalize your abhorent behavior. And you know what? You'll have to live with that. That's on you. Just like I'll have to live with that day. But. I don't regret it. It was the BEST THING to ever happen to me. And I'm grateful for it. It changed my life.  It made me grow up. I'm grateful for that.

>The public, and real estate clients of your wifes have a right to know about you Jason.

And now they do. You made sure of it. But. This had nothing to do with revenge... vindictiveness... being spiteful... full of hate... It had everything to do with you being such a wonderful and altruistic person. How very noble of you. 

> Think about it; you're wife is running a real estate business and while doing so she is recommending certain repairs to their home (not unusual in the least), and she is referring them to you.

No, Micheal, she doesn't. We have normal handymen in the community to handle those things. But see... none of them were willing to come out to the home of Doodle The Clown. None of them were willing to help her. Why? Because she had terrorized everyone in the community. Especially in that Pod. Not even her own kids would come and help her pack up and clean...

She had no one to help her. No one. And that's why I got involved. Trying to help someone out. Someone who was different. Trying to give them the benefit of the doubt. Trying to extend a little grace and compassion her way. Things that weren't extended to us by people like you. No, we wanted to help her.

And that's why both of my kids and I spent hours and hours and hours cleaning her home. Because my wife had her a full price offer on her home. But. You know what they say... “no good deed goes unpunished.”

Next time? I will keep right on giving. I will give anyway.


>Then they open their home to you, and they likely leave you to do the work alone in their home.

No. That doesn't happen. Ever. However, I am very blessed to have about 60+ families in the community who invite me over for dinner and drinks—despite my past. I'm blessed. I don't deserve it, but it's extended to me—anyway. It's a beautiful thing. But. I wouldn't expect you to understand that.

>Problem is Jason, you're a convicted burglar; you were sent to State Prison for that, remember. 

I remember. Very well. And people like you won't ever let me forget it. But. You know what? I'm not looking for the approval of people like you. I am looking to The Lord Jesus Christ (the very person you mocked in your opening statement) for approval. His opinion is what I will concentrate on.


>Now maybe you don't steal things anymore,

I did accidentally take a pen from the teller at the bank today. 


>but in my own dealings with you, you have been very dishonest;

This is a kettle calling the pot black situation. Projection.

> even on this site, you lie.

More projection

>So I feel your wife needs to inform her clients of your past, out of fairness to them.

Yes, because you're an arrogant jackass that thinks their opinion actually matters. That you know best. That you know better. That you should have the final say. 

>You wouldn't want someone to recommend a baby sitter to you for your kids and not tell you they were convicted and incarcerated for sex crimes would you? >You would be really upset, because it's wrong.

Never hired a babysitter. We raise our own kids. And depend on family--from time to time. And your analogy is meant to be inflammatory. But. You know that. That's exactly why you said it.

>What you two are doing is equally wrong. When one of your clients found out about this, she was angry, she posted complaints on the net about you, and that's fair. 

Again, your arrogance is beyond belief. To think that YOU are the final authority on what is and isn't right. No, Micheal, that's not why she did it. She did it because she couldn't take responsibility for her own poor choices. She messed up. And she needed to lash out.

>In regards to your affinity for the word Coward; as I said previously, cowards do not voluntarily enter war zones, so I'm no coward.

Going to a war zone isn't then end-all, Micheal. You're going to a war zone to make an incredible salary. A salary that the US Citizens are paying to corporations (that politicians line their pockets with in order to give out the contracts). You're more like a mercenary who is exploiting the average American citizen. I'm sure most Americans would rather all civilian contractors come home...billions and billions of dollars stopped being awarded to corporations... and increase the pay of American Soldiers. And I'm sure many Americans would prefer to have the ridiculous rules of engagement lifted and let our men and women do their job—without political interruption.

>I'm no war hero, nor an enlisted soldier, but I'm no coward.

Again, doing a hard job for great benefits doesn't make you noble either. It make you a person who sees and good opportunity and takes advantage of it. Nothing wrong with that. But. A man who comes online and attacks a lady... that's a coward. C-O-W-A-R-D.

Stop making an issue out of yourself.

>Your theory that I had no choice but to go to Iraq after going broke, is also untrue.

Michael, whatever. We had the talk. But. It doesn't matter. It's not important. It's beyond the scope. And that's the funny thing... without actual jurisprudence people can just say whatever.

>
It's unfortunate for you that you, at your age, have no skills (your words). Maybe you should have taken a class in prison.

Ad hominem. I didn't say that I didn't have skills. I do. AnI just don't have ls that would get me a job over there. Word twisting...


>Now, all these years later, having made close to one million dollars overseas(as you mentioned previously),

And still unable to let such a paltry sum of $15,400 - $20,000 go. I can't imagine being so eaten up with bitterness. You have everything... and you still want more. You're still not satisfied. You know why? Because: you're miserable. Cowards usually are.

> I'm getting on a plane to again go voluntarily into Afghanistan, where the temp is currently 111 Fahrenheit.

And your life is so pathetic that you have to come online and harass a lady who want's nothing to do with you.

>So guess what; I'm going even though I don't have to, again. A place so rugged, a little cream puff like you would wither and die.

Ad hominem. I'm not leaving this world until The Lord says it's time for me to go. That's in His hands. Not mine.

>If you want to pay what you owe, here it is (I'll trim it down to the basics for you):

$1,400 for the two weeks of the first month you moved in, as it was mid-month.

$2,800 x 4 months of vacancy due to your abandonement = $11,200

$2,800 for the commission I had to pay an agent to find a new renter.

Giving us a Grand total of $15,400 

*****

My offer stands... I will put up $10,000 and you put up $10,000 and lets arbitrate. Lets let a professional third-party handle it. You'll get to present all your 'evidence' and e-mails and photos... And you'll probably even be able to bring my past up (Ohhhh yeah. Not in Washington. 10 years and no other convictions and your past doesn't haunt you. It's been about 20 years for me... and I don't think I've even had a speeding ticket since then....


Anyway...

of course you want $15,400.00 or $20,000.00. Your little stunt of trying it “in the court of public opinion” didn't work. People saw right through your pettiness. They saw right through this 'man' who attacks a lady and her business. Many people—anyway. Not all... But. Enough. And my wife built a successful real estate practice from nothing... Not once... but twice... Not too bad for a "dimwitted girl" from a trailer. Not too bad at all....

She made it. And you can't stand it. You didn't ruin her. You didn't destroy her. You didn't dominate her.

And you can stand it. So, now you've done found your psycho Pennywise the clown (pennywise but pound foolish when it came to selling her home!)... and you're back to finish what you started.

Because...

You're a petty little excuse for a man. A coward.


>It's easy to talk about paying your debts, but when that checkbook comes out, the pen runs dry.

I can't twist anyone's arm and make them come forward. And I won't bring their names into things. But there are people who were owed more money than you—by us—and they get paid—constantly. Just about every time we close on a home... they get a check. And it clears the bank.

Again, I can't make them come forward. And I don't blame them for NOT coming forward to this cesspool. And I won't violate their privacy by naming them. But. If they read this... they know. They know we pay them—constantly. And we have worked in good faith.

Funny thing is. They were owed more money than you. But. They didn't come online and cry... b***h... whine... moan... play the victim.

And Jess is owed 10 and 20's time what you allege is owed to you. But she doesn't go online and cry about it.... why? Because she has integrity. You don't have any. You're a coward.

I'm a convicted felon. Sure am. But. You're even lower than that.

>As for arbitration,...I simply have no time for it Jason.

Doing the right thing... doing a right thing in a right way... it's never easy. It's never simple. Cowards take the easy way out. And that's exactly what you've done. I could care less about you posting your stuff about me. Have at it. I will keep you busy for years if you want to keep cutting and pasting. I won't change and go hide because of you. You won't deter me. Not in the least.

I have a job to do. And I do it. In season. Out of season.

>I work 84 hours a week when on the job, and I don't care to spend my short R&R's dealing with the likes of you.


I, I, I.....

Me, Me, Me...

You arrogant jackass. You have the audacity to talk about helping our soldiers and you spit right in their faces with your actions. They are fighting for our way of life. And although our country isn't perfect... it's the best thing going. And our legal system is the foundation that this country was established on. And you MOCK IT! You come online and just start shooting... firing away.... an online vigilante! Taking the law into his own hands. 

Make no mistake about it... you may not have served time, but you are in prison. In your mind. In your soul. You are a prisoner of malice and hate and bitterness. And your the worst kind of criminal... a man who attacks a woman. 

That's not how Americans handle problems. Disputes. We handle them like civilized people. There are rules and procedures. And you broke them all. You are a coward.

>Arbitration also cost $1,000 for each party; which I would be foolish to spend.

I, I, I.....

Me, Me, Me...

Do you know why arbitration and litigation is so expensive? Well, for one: attorney's deserve to be well compensated for all their time and effort. But. The reason why arbitration and litigation is so expensive is: it keeps stupid crap from filling up the court rooms. Little petty squabbles. And that's exactly what you've done. You've made a mountain out of a molehill. A little bitty tiny issue. One that you could have easily walked away from...

But. You didn't. Why. Because you're petty. Again, my wife has money owed to her (and other people have money owed to them by us—and they're being paid). But you know what? She doesn't act like you. She's not petty.

>I should also mention; things you post on facebook are not copyrighted material idiot.

They are when I've previously published them somewhere else. And I have a copyright on them. But. By all means... spend all your valuable time stalking me... reading up on me... cut and pasting me... If your life is that boring and insignificant. Keep reading... it may just do you some good. 


>Unless of course YOU are plagerizing copyrighted material and passing it off as your own thoughts, which wouldn't surprise me. 

I believe the word is actually: plagiarizing. But we all make mistakes. To err is human. To forgive is divine.

Again, I forgive you, Michael. I really do. And despite everything that you—and the clown lady—have done... we all forgive you. And we hope—and pray—that you never have to face someone like you. Someone who is so cold. So hard. So unforgiving. Someone who lacks any compassion. I pray that you're life is never in the hands of someone without any mercy.

Of course, our lives aren't in your hands. Our lives belong to the Lord. He gives. He takes away. Blessed be His name. You're just another chance to see HIS faithfulness in our lives. 

 

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#14 REBUTTAL Individual responds

Seriously, dude?

AUTHOR: mwc - (U.S.A.)

I'm impressed Jason, you really have taken crazy to a whole new level, and I'm glad people can now see that. I don't have your number, and the contracts in storage still. I sent your wife a polite email merely giving her my email address for you to reach me, and I explained that I was about to leave for Afghanistan tomorrow so I may not have a chance to respond quickly. I'm unsure how that can be considered harrassment, but I'm not an expert on dealing with insanity.

Rest assured, I have no interest in your wife's attentions, as I've simply never been into hefty plus sized women; not that there's anything wrong with them, I just don't care for women bigger than me. 

Now I see your beating the hell out of the "you told us to get out" story, but below are the last emails I exchanged with your dimwitted wife before leaving Iraq to head home to clean up your mess, and move your furniture. As anyone can see, your tale of being ordered out of the house is a total fabrication.

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On Thu, Sep 4, 2008 at 8:58 PM, CreelRealty wrote:

Jessica
I need to know what your next move is, I have to start arranging my trip back if need be
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From: Jessica Wynn Horton <jessicahorton30292@xxx>
Subject: Re: ??
To: creel
Date: Thursday, September 4, 2008, 9:50 PM


Michael:

At this juncture, I see no other option but to move out completely and try to get the house rented out. I will get it taken care of immediately.  While it certainly is your right to fly back...I don't understand how that can help matters. But, that is your choice. 

I will get money to you ASAP .  I know that isn't what you want to hear but there isn't a whole lot that I can do.  I am owed more than just my pay check.  I am owed several thousands of dollars in reimbursements.

I will have my things out by Saturday. 

Jessica

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So Jason, where are the threats and intimidation, the demands to vacate?  I've got all the emails that show that to be a lie; the same emails I sent you years ago when you first tried to lie and claim you were illegally evicted. As you may recall, that's when your lawyer told you you didn't have a s****.>

About the only thing you got right in your rant was that yes, in a physical altercation with me you would lose horribly, and you know that. I wouldn't bend you over as they did in prison, but I would hurt you severely. However, then I'd be just like you, a thug in prison; and you would win. Then of course you would sue me, and win again. So that won't be happening,...so stop worrying about it.

The things I have posted online about you, and your prison mugshot, are important. The public, and real estate clients of your wifes have a right to know about you Jason. Think about it; you're wife is running a real estate business and while doing so she is recommending certain repairs to their home (not unusual in the least), and she is referring them to you. Then they open their home to you, and they likely leave you to do the work alone in their home. Problem is Jason, you're a convicted burglar; you were sent to State Prison for that, remember. 

Now maybe you don't steal things anymore, but in my own dealings with you, you have been very dishonest; even on this site, you lie. So I feel your wife needs to inform her clients of your past, out of fairness to them. You wouldn't want someone to recommend a baby sitter to you for your kids and not tell you they were convicted and incarcerated for sex crimes would you? You would be really upset, because it's wrong. What you two are doing is equally wrong. When one of your clients found out about this, she was angry, she posted complaints on the net about you, and that's fair. 

In regards to your affinity for the word Coward; as I said previously, cowards do not voluntarily enter war zones, so I'm no coward. I'm no war hero, nor an enlisted soldier, but I'm no coward.

Your theory that I had no choice but to go to Iraq after going broke, is also untrue. The skills and licenses that landed me a job overseas, would have also landed me a job in Washington (that's where I got those skills and licenses); but it would have taken time. It's unfortunate for you that you, at your age, have no skills (your words). Maybe you should have taken a class in prison.

Now, all these years later, having made close to one million dollars overseas (as you mentioned previously), I'm getting on a plane to again go voluntarily into Afghanistan, where the temp is currently 111 Fahrenheit. So guess what; I'm going even though I don't have to, again. A place so rugged, a little cream puff like you would wither and die.

If you want to pay what you owe, here it is (I'll trim it down to the basics for you):

$1,400 for the two weeks of the first month you moved in, as it was mid-month.

$2,800 x 4 months of vacancy due to your abandonement = $11,200

$2,800 for the commission I had to pay an agent to find a new renter.

Giving us a Grand total of $15,400

You can email me for an address to send it to; but you're not going to do that are you? It's easy to talk about paying your debts, but when that checkbook comes out, the pen runs dry. As for arbitration,...I simply have no time for it Jason. I work 84 hours a week when on the job, and I don't care to spend my short R&R's dealing with the likes of you. Arbitration also cost $1,000 for each party; which I would be foolish to spend.

I should also mention; things you post on facebook are not copyrighted material idiot. Unless of course YOU are plagerizing copyrighted material and passing it off as your own thoughts, which wouldn't surprise me. 

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#15 Consumer Comment

Michael Creel wants the money you owe him.v

AUTHOR: susan kierbow - (USA)

Jason Horton, you attack this man's character, his morals, his manhood.  You repeatedly call him a coward.  You write that he is attacking your wife, who is (according to you) a wonderful woman.  You are dodging the issue.  You owe Michael Creel $20,000 for rent you never paid.  Of COURSE he insisted that you and your family be gone before his plane landed.  He had not been paid!  You were squatting in his property.  Whether or not you were experiencing financial difficulties, you had no legal right to his home unless you were paying the rent.  PAY the man what you owe him!!  It is obvious that he does not care what you write about him, just as i do not care what you write about me.  The fact that your wife's business has been damaged is due, SOLELY, to the unprofessional behavior and bad reputation of you and your wife Jessica Horton.  Word gets around.  Online reviews get read.  People become wary.  Your business suffers as your reputation grows worse and worse.  

While I do find your rant incredibly amusing, I also feel sorry for your misguided postings that leave readers stunned.  I think you are attempting............no, I have no idea what you are attempting to do other than defame those who object to your insane ravings and your wife's unprofessionalism.

You also appear to be fascinated by thinking about spankings and "bottoms", as you call them.  You refer to yourself as not being a "Billy Badbottom", while insisting that Michael Creel needs a spanking.  In a post about me, you claimed that I am a "ball buster".  Dude, I am a 63-year-old woman; hardly a "ball buster".  

Just pay the man his money.  Stop sniveling.  Put up or shut up.

 

 

 

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#16 REBUTTAL Individual responds

Cowards die a thousand times.

AUTHOR: Jason L Horton - (USA)

Michael,

You do love your red herrings and to paint yourself as being the unfortunate one. I guess it's that victim mentality. But you and I both know: Going over there [Afghanistan]: You did what you had to do.

What you had to do.

Why? Because it was the only way possible for you to take care of your family. And I respect that. The real estate market was in the toilet in Washington. You know it. I know it. And you weren't producing enough transactions to make it in real estate. Not even close. I don't know if that was from lack of ability, or because of the damage done to you—and your name--online at this site. Don't know and don't care. None of my business. Lots of agents weren't making it back then. And lots of agents were going under.

We had that conversation [about the real estate market and why you were leaving]—you and I. Man-to-man. The transaction sides weren't there. The business wasn't there. Not the kind of numbers you needed to cover your monthly obligations. You were strapped. So, when the opportunity came your way... you took it. And rightfully so. You understood the risk. You understood the reward. And you know what? I don't blame you—not one bit.

In fact, I envy you. I really do.

I wish that I could have been in your position. I wish that I could have been fortunate enough to have your skills—and go do that job. Any job over there and make such a great salary.

Unfortunately, I didn't. I don't. I would have given my right arm to be as fortunate as you were/are—to have that opportunity. I would have been grateful for the opportunity. And every day... I would have thanked God for keeping me alive and giving me the ability to provide for my family—despite the harsh circumstances.

However, I love how people expect (and even demand!) respect... they insist upon certain courtesies... they demand to be treated a certain way... in a certain manner... But. They weren't/aren't the least bit willing to extend the same courtesy to others. The same respect. The same treatment. They [you] are automatically entitled to it... Others [example: my wife]? Not so much...

So, you'll have to forgive me (and the irony—and futility--of this request isn't lost on me either!), but you told us:

'to make sure we were out of your house—by the time your plane landed.'

You were very clear. And very emphatic. We did what you asked of us. Exactly what you asked us to do. We didn't become holdover tenants. We didn't make you go through the grueling eviction process. We didn't drag you on for months and months...

And we could have. Washington has some very favorable tenant laws....


But we didn't do that to you. We could have. But. We didn't.

No. We did
EXACTLY what you asked of us. What. You. Asked.

Exactly.

We could have made you wait. We could have made you endure great legal expenses. We could have drug it out for months and months... Causing you a great deal of inconvenience at your job. We could have stayed there—rent free—for months! It was well within our legal right. But. We didn't do that.

No. We did EXACTLY what you asked of us.

Why? Two reasons:

01.) It was the courteous thing to do. Treating you with respect and consideration. Caring about your circumstances. Trying our best to do the right thing by you. The thing that would put you in the best position possible. To ensure that you got another renter—quickly. And that you were able to carry on with your life.

02.) Just like you... I understood the realities of the situation. My best shot of taking care of my family was getting back to an environment that I was familiar with. A place where I had family and connections. A place where I could turn to people for help and support. Because I certainly couldn't expect strangers to help us out. To show any compassion. To extend a little grace and mercy our way.

So, I did what you asked. And, yes, I did what was in the best interest of my family. These two things are not mutually exclusive.

YOU told us to get out.

YOU gave me the way out.

And I took it.


For you and me both. It was the right thing to do. For us both.

Now, you have the audacity to come online and talk about "us not honoring a contract" to some clown... when you weren't willing to allow us the legal rights afforded by the contract. No sir. You wanted us out—immediately. Before your plane landed. The implication was quite clear: there would be problems. Big problems. Controversy. Conflict. An altercation.

You wanted your way—your house vacant upon arrival. Not what the contract had to say. Not what the contract guaranteed us. You wanted your way.

And we gave you what you wanted. Exactly what you asked for.

But. That's never good enough for people like you. You don't just want one thing... you want it all. You wanted your house—vacant. But. You also wanted your way—your money. You want us to honor the contract that you demanded that we depart from.

“I get 100% of the contract. You get none of it.”

It's all about you, isn't it????

My family and I had certain rights afforded to us in that contract (and again: Washington is very much an advocate of the rights of tenants....) But. You wanted us out. You didn't want us exercising our rights. You wanted what YOU wanted. To heck with everything and everyone else. 

It's all about you.

It's ALWAYS all about you.

And we gave it to you. You asked for your house—immediately upon your plane touching down. And you got it.

You didn't have any care, consideration, or concern for our rights—as your tenants. Only yourself. I get that. It's par for the course.

People like you always want it both ways. And both sides are always about: you. 

You tell us to abandon our contract. Then you want to hold us accountable for it.

There's a certain hypocrisy there. A certain double standard. And then taking it online... trying to shame someone into submission... well, that's no standards at all.

But. That's on you. It's a reflection of who and what you are.

And speaking of online discourse...

Your whole “don't say it online... come say it to my face. Look me in the eye...” dialogue is a bit comical (read: hypocritical--again). Why? Because it's coming from a man who came online and viciously attacked a lady and her business. A man who viciously attacked and terrorized my wife and her business.

A real estate business that had nothing to do with our personal issues. Personal Issues.

A man who didn't “come and say it to her face.” Wasn't brave--or bold--enough to say it to a woman...

And your response will be, “How could I? She fled the scene....”

And my response is: “We did—exactly--what you asked us to do. And you want to blame us for honoring and respecting your wishes. How noble of you...”

Bottom line: We're responsible for our actions. You are responsible for yours. And part of your actions was taking the route of a coward: You came online and posted your highly-sensationalized account. You came online and offered up partial information. Leaving out several important facts in your version of events...

You are a 'man' who came online to hurt her. To cripple—and even destroy—her business.

I used the word 'coward'--and that's EXACTLY what I meant. Coward. C-O-W-A-R-D. Coward. A namby-pamby spineless coward.

And just recently (July 4, 2015) you reinforced my stance [you being a coward] even more. You were a coward who read my detailed response (below) to your vile virtual vituperation and vindictiveness...

and what did you do?

Did you contact me? Nope.

Did you reach out to me--directly? Nope.

No.

You contacted my wife—again. For some strange reason: you are ALWAYS trying to get her attention. Always trying to make her notice you. I'm surprised you didn't send another picture of yourself to her. That was really creepy...

Coward.

The man [me] addresses you. You run to the woman [my wife]. You send her an e-mail. Not me.

Coward.

Then you come online—again. Telling your little half-truths and playing the helpless victim. "My circumstances are worse than your circumstances. Boo h*o. Gloom. Dispair. Agony on me." You had a job. A job that paid good money. You had a roof over your heads. You knew the risk. And you knew the reward. I had to start over--with two small kids--with nothing. Depending entirely on the good graces of family and friends to help us get back on our feet. 

Michael, don't give me that “I don't have your number... I don't know how to contact you...” rubbish. From what I've been told (by one of Jessica's past clients) you are on my Face Book page several times a week (maybe even daily). You read my updates. You copy them. You publish them online. You add your little commentary to them. You send them to people.

Why? Because you take great enjoyment off manufacturing problems and creating strife. You are a trouble maker. An instigator. A miserable person who is lonely and wants company.

A coward.

So, you know where I am. I'm easy to find. And apparently you found me.... a lot of me.

But. You were too much of a coward to reach out to me—directly.

Instead? You ran to my wife. E-mailed her. Again. Always chasing after my wife. Always trying to talk to her. 

Mr. Creel, if you only spent 1/1000
th of your time looking at my contact info (it's right there!) instead of behaving like some meddling busy body old lady that's always trying to stir up trouble on the block... you would have my number and e-mail. It's right there. And you would have contacted me—directly. Not go running to my wife (again). Looking for any excuse to engage her in a conversation. Always seeking her attention.

Always wanting to be noticed.

To be seen.

She wants nothing to do with you.

Coward.

Attention craving coward.

Yes, 'Coward' is what I said.... 'Coward' is the word that I used. Coward is EXACTLY what I meant. And if that day ever comes... if you come slinking around this neck of the woods.... I won't have ANY problems calling you a “Coward!” right to your face. Looking down upon you in pity and calling you a, “Coward!”

None.

And you may whip my butt... I don't know. I'm not going to pretend to be Billy Bad-bottom online. I'm just me. A husband. A father. A man trying to take care of his family. I'm not some big tough guy. I'm not. But. I do know this: I will gladly take a good beating to stand up for my wife and family. It would be an honor. And I would wear it well.

My privilege.

I know this: I will die once in this life... You'll die a thousand times.

I would rather endure physical pain than to let some yellow-belly coward--like you--speak about her. You aren't worthy to even address her. To look her way. To take off her shoes. To kiss the dirt on the bottom of her shoes. She's a 1,000 times the person that you and I--both--will ever be. I don't deserve her. Period. I know that. And you sure as heck don't deserve to speak to her—not even look in her direction.

She's a lady.

You're a b***h.

But I also promise you this... should your sniveling self ever show up at my home or place of business (or in my geographic vicinity) seeking me out... I'm not very hard to find. And I promise you something else: You may beat me—physically--but you will know that I was there. And you'll remember me for a long time to come (unless of course you ambush me like a coward. And I do stipulate that seems to be your normal modus operandi).

Anyway...

Whipping my butt won't make you right. Not even close.

Might doesn't make: right. It just makes a bully. And when multiple bullies congregate... it only makes a mob. And there's only one way to deal with a bully and/or mob. You take them head on.

Out in the open.

That's where you wanted her. Well, you got me instead. 

You don't let them [A Bully] intimidate you. You don't let them scare you. No. You face them--head on.

Because ultimately... bullies/mobs are nothing but big babies—who secretly desire for someone to put them in their place. To spank their bottoms and put them to bed. They need to be taught a lesson. Some respect. 

I know this because: I was once a coward—just like you. 20 Something years ago... I was a coward too—just like you. A coward who didn't have the courage to say, 'No!' and get out of a car. A coward who didn't have the courage to make certain events stop. A coward who didn't have the courage to do the right thing—initially.

But. I got my butt spanked really hard. And you know what? I learned my lesson. I took responsibility for my actions. I grew up. And I've done something--by the grace of God--with my life.

You are a bully that likes to attack women. Probably a bit of a misogynist...

You are a coward.

You are a scared and pathetic little 'man'.

You are a little coward who wants their cake and wants to eat it too.

You are a little coward who didn't get his way. You thought your little online 'report' would destroy my wife and her business....

It didn't.

Nor did the other cowards who piled on after you. 

And you can't stand it. You can't stand that your tantrum didn't work. You can't stand that she is good at her job—way better than you were at being an agent. WAY BETTER. 

You can't stand it. It eats you up. That you didn't get your way.

What did you tell her? Oh yeah... “If you don't pay me what I want. What I demand. When I want it. I will go online and destroy you and your business.”

Coward.

You are a little coward who had an emotional reaction and told us “you better be out before my plane lands.” And then you don't have the courage... you lack the integrity to take personal responsibility for your own actions.

I owned up to mine. I admitted my mistakes. You're too arrogant to do the same. 

You don't have the rectitude to admit your own mistakes.

You don't have virtue or the honor to admit your culpability.

Coward.

You are a little coward who will now throw up my mistakes from 20 years ago. To shame me. Humiliate me. Punish me. To be a fear monger.... To try and scare people.... To make them think something that isn't even close to the truth.

Coward.

You are a little coward who will take my words and try and use them as way to shame me. You are a little coward who comes skulking over to my Facebook page and steals my copyrighted content... and then tries to ridicule me for my beliefs. Using it as a weapon.

Newsflash: your weapon will not prosper. My God causes ALL THINGS (even cowards like you) to work together for the good in my life. It may not be 'good' in the sense of what man views as being 'good', but it's for my betterment--always. 

You. Are. A. Coward.

A weak and pitiful excuse for a man.

Coward.

It's okay. I was that way once too. I was a coward also. There's hope for you—yet. God saved a wretch like me... His Word can certainly implant a backbone in you. But. That's a matter of your volition. Your choice. You own them.

Just like I own mine.

You want money? Contact me. We'll work it out. But.
You aren't owed a thing. It's not due to you. You forfeited that right, remember? Twice. You told us to leave. To get out. Then: You elected to “try it in the court of public opinion.” That was your choice. That was what you elected to do. Of course, you always conveniently forget your end of the bargain...

You make up--and change--the rules as you go. 

You elected to go the route of the coward. You went online.

And you lost. And you can't handle that.

You have to be a little baby. You have to get your way.

You have to believe the ramblings of one pathetic person and ignore the praise of 50 others. You refuse to see what is so very obvious. Why? Because it doesn't fit your presuppositions. It doesn't advance your cause. It doesn't make you feel justified in your cowardly behavior.

You pitched one fit—and it didn't work. Now, you'll start throwing more tantrums. More fits. More mud slinging....

You lost because: most people—even with just a modicum of common sense—realize there are always two sides (at least) to a story. It's called: having integrity. And
some people are kind... generous... courteous... compassionate... are willing to extend grace.

You just happen to not be one of those people.

You want to harm others. Hurt them. To make them suffer.

You like to attack women anonymously—online.

You're a coward.

Well, what did my wife tell you years ago? Back when you first threatened to extort her (“if you don't pay me what I want, I will destroy you—and your business--online...”

She said to you, “Do your worst.” Because she is braver and stronger than both of us—combined.

Do you worst, Michael. Our life doesn't depend on you. Our life doesn't depend on other people. Our life depends on the Lord. He is who I will look to. And HE WILL PROVIDE FOR THIS FAMILY—one way or the other. It may be peanut butter sandwiches (without the bread), but He will provide. Guaranteed. My faith is in him. Not man. 

You want money... fine. Call me. E-mail me. Send smoke signals. We'll work something out. But. You and I both know... money won't fix the issue. It can't. And to be perfectly honest: you aren't owed a dang thing. But. If you want money... I'm all open to settle accounts.

All Accounts.

You've been 'damaged'. Jess has been damaged. So, lets compare the boo boo's and see who is the biggest victim...

And if we can't reach an agreement on money... I'm willing to arbitrate it—in Washington. I'm willing to fly out there and give you home field advantage.

But. You won't do that.

Why? Because you're a coward. And you know when it all comes out (not just the little bits and pieces that you post online to paint you in the best light)... you will lose.

So... what you'll do instead is: You'll just continue to stalk my wife online... stalke me online... you'll just continue to harass her... you'll just continue to try and destroy her—and her business.... you'll continue to align yourself with other vindicate and hateful people...

And you'll try to controversialize her—through my past mistakes from 20 years ago (and my personal 'religious' beliefs)—in order to get your way.

That's what cowards do.

They're predictable. And they're petty.

And you are both. You and your ilk.

Plus, lets be honest... you like the attention. You relish the though of people being pre-occupied with you. You crave attention—even if its negative attention. You love people focusing on you.

Do your worst, Michael. And we both know you're playbook is pretty long and impressive. And your bag of tricks is deep—and overflowing. You're a nasty and vile piece of work. 

But. Just remember this: No matter what you do... we won't hate you. We forgive you. But. As you do unto us... as you do unto others... it will be returned to you. I've watched—with my own eyes—people who've been kind and generous to us... experience tremendous blessing in their life. Wonderful blessing. But. I've also watched as some who tried kicking us while we were down... lose it all. Everything. Just like we did. We lost it all. And they lost everything.

Everything.

They're gone now. Out of business--completely. Jess is still standing. Still selling the heck out of some houses. 

You have an opportunity—right now—to walk away and do the right thing. Or, you can continue to try and exploit the situation for your 'benefit'. You can continue this path that you're heading down. Trying to hurt others. Trying to harm them. And you'll get everything that you have coming to you. All of it. And, no, I'm not threatening you. I won't ever come after you. You aren't worth it. But. I won't ever back down from you either. No matter what it costs me. And I know that this will probably cost me. That's okay. Because I love my wife too much to let some coward like you bully her. I will deal with the shame and humiliation. But. It will be a cold day in hell before I let a coward like you insult her. 

Do your worst. 

Life is a storm, my young friend. You will bask in the sunlight one moment, be shattered on the rocks the next. What makes you a man is what you do when that storm comes. You must look into that storm and shout as you did in Rome. Do your worst, for I will do mine! Then the fates will know you as we know you: as Albert Mondego, the man! --- The Count of Monte Cristo

A tragic story of revenge. A man who just couldn't let it go. Do your worst, Michael. But. I hope and pray that you won't. Not for my sake. Rather: for yours. 

Respond to this report!

#17 REBUTTAL Owner of company

Cash Works for Me

AUTHOR: MWCreel - (U.S.A.)

Mr. Horton,

All I've ever wanted was my money, it pays my bills. While your tear-jerking story touched my heart, I have to compare that horrible situation you were in to my own at that time, which was of course living in a tent in Iraq with temps reaching a hundred and thirty degree's all day long, sand storms, and of course those pesky rockets they would drop on us 14 at a time. 

Nevertheless, if you wish to settle your account after all of these years, that works for me. I have no contact info for you anymore, what would have been the point in keeping it? I'll see if I can determine a way to reach you soon, but I'm getting ready to head back to Afghanistan, so it will have to wait. 

I would like to suggest, just for future reference; if you're going to call me a coward, please do it while looking me in the eye. 

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#18 REBUTTAL Individual responds

I should have done this a long time ago. But. My Pride got in the way.

AUTHOR: Jason L Horton - (USA)

Mr. Creel:

I would like to start off my response by saying: this is not a 'rebuttal'. Even though I think A LOT of what you've written is: purposefully inflamitory, highly sensationalized and slightly exaggerated (using a euphemism).... It was meant for one purpose and one purpose only: to controversalize Jessica--and to destroy her business. 

Well, I am not here to refute what you've written. Two wrongs don't make a single right. And trying to address that... well, it will only make you dig your heels in deeper. And this isn't my purpose—at all.


My purpose is to do a right thing in the right way. Despite the wrongs that have been committed against my wife and her business--by you (and you know what all you've done and how you've done it.). To address this issue--head on--and to offer reconcillation. 

Solutions. Not slander. 

Yes, it is true that we did come to Bellevue, Washington in 2008. We actually came in February of 2008. I remember this very specifically because: we pulled out of our driveway on Jessica's birthday. I remember it very well. 

Yes, it is true that Jessica was hired to be the broker of the real estate company that Mr. Creel worked at. Actually, it was quite the honor. The owner knew thousands and thousands of agents and real estate brokers—all across the United States—but he selected my wife, Jessica Horton, to be the broker of his struggling company. If I'm not mistaken, he had actually seen my wife speak on the subject of: 'Buyer's Representation in the online age', when she was a guest speaker for the National Association of Realtors and the Real Estate Buyer's Agency Counsel. This was back in 2006. Jessica had been selected by Realtor(r) Magazine as one of the top 30 agents—in the entire United States.

The owner had seen her speak at the Annual Conference of the NAR and been impressed by her determination... how she had grown up in a trailer and worked her way—from nothing—to the youngest--female--owner of a RE/MAX franchise (at least she was at that time) in the world. He very much liked her aggressiveness and her willingness to try new things. And that she wasn't afraid to fail... to make mistakes. Because that is how you learn. 

Actually, the job offer was the answer to our prayers. See: what you to refer to as a “trail of broken promises in Griffin, Georgia; as well as lawsuits, frozen assets and frozen bank account...” was the litigation that Jessica was involved with her former partners. They attempted to use the legal system—like a club—to try and get their way. They expected Jessica just to lay down and play dead when they pulled out the “Big Guns” [high powered attorneys]. They expected her to just roll over and cave into their demands. 

She did not. 

What did she do? Well, what she didn't do was: go online and cry about her problems. How people owed her money. How people weren't doing what they were supposed to do. She didn't go and copy and paste volumes and volumes of private e-mails... she didn't scan corporate documents and contracts and post them for the world to see how she was a 'victim' of people. She didn't try and ruin them. She didn't try and attack their business. She didn't try and hurt their families.

No, she fought them—legally. Not like some online vigilante... some coward who hides behind a computer... No, she addressed it in the proper venue. The legal way. The correct way. She submitted to the authority--of the courts--and didn't try and take the law into her own hands. 

Anyway...


The initial lawsuit was filed in the incorrect venue by her partners. This was done intentionally. Strategically. Maliciously. Like I said: they didn't expect Jess to fight back. But. They were wrong...

My wife is a fighter. And that's exactly what she did: she fought back--and won the lawsuit. 

Yes, bank accounts were frozen. It was part of the litigation. Jessica was an officer [president and Ceo] of the corporation. And because she was an officer of the corporation, her wages could be viewed as belonging to the corporation. So, that meant: if she sold a house... she couldn't be paid for it. Not while the litigation was going. In other words: they [her former partners] were attempting to starve her into submission. Force her hand into settling. And by 'settling' I mean: giving them what they wanted. Sound familiar? 

Furthermore, Jessica couldn't break away and form a new real estate company. Why? Because any--and all--current (or past) clients could be viewed as being the 'property' of the corporation. But not only that... any future business could be argued as “being a result of her previous relationship with the corporation.”

To put it in layman’s terms: she was between a rock and a hard place. She was in a “damned if I do. Damned if I don't situation."

Real estate was all that she knew how to do. Real Estate marketing is what I did for a living. My clients used to be some of the top agents in the area. But. After Jessica got her license... she became my only client. I concentrated—pretty much exclusively—on her career. All our eggs were in a single basket... 

Foolish? Yes. But. We live and we learn....

And the litigation brought us to our knees. We honestly didn't know how we were going to make it. How we were going to survive. Litigation is expensive. We had invested heavily into Jessica's company... we didn't see a single way out. 

So, imagine our surprise when: the phone call from Bellevue, Washington came!

When—completely out the blue—a job opportunity came our way. A job for Jessica and myself. The salary was slightly less than what were used to, but some bonuses and 'perks' were factored in. So, yes, we accepted it in a heart beat. Quite frankly: it was answer to our prayers. 


The owner of the Bellevue Washington real estate company paid for all our travel and moving expenses. It took two trucks (a 26ft moving truck and a 16ft moving truck)—completely loaded down—to get us out there. It wasn't cheap. But the owners paid for it all—completely. 

We were excited. 

Well, that excitement faded—quickly. When we arrived, things weren't exactly the way we had been told they would be. For starters: our housing situation was supposed to be already handled. Completely worked out. Taken care of. 

It was not. 

We ended up spending several days living in a hotel (with all our stuff packed up!). And when the house--that we had been promised from the beginning—was finally made available to us... it also came with a very unexpected guest: the owner's son (a grown man) was living in the garage/shed. It had been converted into an efficiency apartment. As a parents with two small children that love to play outside in the yard... this wasn't exactly the ideal situation.

It was a very strange and stressful situation. It was creepy. 


But we had just traveled 3,000 miles across the country. We were tired of living in hotels and suitcases... we were ready to get unpacked and settled in. Very ready to get on with the next phase of our lives...

I will make a long story short: things weren't exactly what we imagined and the living conditions were not working. Mainly because someone—either the owners of the property or their son—kept coming into our home while we weren't home. It was a bit disconcerting to say the least.

Again, it was creepy as all get out. 

And, yes, despite a few 'encounters' with you, as a real estate agent, and my wife, as your broker had at the real estate office... you did, in fact, graciously agree to rent us your home. This is true. You had a beautiful home and we were very happy there. It was our intent to stay for a very long time. It really was, Michael. 

However, I'm sure we all know the saying: “The road to hell was paved with good intentions.” Despite the production of the agent in the office increasing almost 300% under the leadership of my wife (agents who had never closed a single transaction were now selling homes!)... it still wasn't enough to keep the company going. At least not with how some of the company's money was being utilized and spent... There's a lot that I could say about this, but ultimately it doesn't matter. It was the owner's company and they could do with it as they pleased. 

And they did...

The owners approached Jessica about a possible merger with another real estate company. They wanted Jessica to 'sell' the agents on the idea of the merger. Jessica was to go to the new company and be the 'recruiter' and trainer. I was to continue to handle advertising and marketing and various other administration functions. Her salary was to remain the same and my salary (plus all back pay that was currently owed to m) was to finally kick in.

Unfortunately, after Jessica convinced 90% of the agents to go along with the merger... it was revealed to us that they [the owners] were only “brain storming” when they had previous mentioned salaries and compensation. They were just “talking out loud” and “floating some ideas” by to us. After further consideration (that we weren't included in)... Jessica's salary was to be reduced by over 50% (with bonuses for production) and they still couldn't afford to pay me. 

Well, as you can imagine: this was not acceptable to us. Not in the least. We were barely getting by at our current income. And I was pretty much working 40 – 60 hours a week pro bono. There was no way in the world that we could get by on this “minor reduction” in salary. 

Now, I'm going to just tell it like it is: I panicked. Me. Jason Horton. I wanted to pack up and head back home—back to Georgia. I had enough of the owner of the real estate company and all the little games they liked to play. Jess wanted to stay and make things work. For us to find other jobs. For her to even start selling real estate. 

We did—in good faith—approach you. Immediately. We made you aware of what was going on very quickly. And of course you were not very happy about the news. And that is understandable. You were thousands of miles from home... in a very harsh environment... and quite frankly: you didn't need the extra stress. 

And you did try and work with us. You did. However, you wanted the full payment (or very close to it) and would see about working with us the next month. However, I looked at the numbers and it would have wiped us out—almost completely. 

When you were told this... it didn't go over very well. And that is understandable. You had every right to be upset. Every right. You had two people in your home...that probably wouldn't be able to pay on time. We tried to figure out some 'win-win' solutions, but none of them were acceptable to you. Again, this is understandable. You had a contract. You didn't need a compromise. You needed the contract to be honored.

I get that. Fully.

But. Life isn't alwas perfect. In fact, it rarely ever is. 

We just didn't have the money. We really didn't. Jessica didn't get paid her last months worth of salary. Her entire salary. I wasn't being paid. And we had several thousands of dollars that were owed to us for covering—out of pocket—business expenses for the company. 

And I think emotions got a little charged on both sides. You were in a stressful position. We were in in a stressful position. And things escalated...

Things escalated and you told us to make sure that we were out of your home by the time your plane landed. The implication was there would be trouble. 

I see you failed to make mention of this fact. 

But. I'm not here to get into that. I'm not here to make excuses. Because: regardless of what you told us to do (and you did tell us to get out of your house!)... that doesn't matter. We had a contract. 

And even if you told us to get out... that wasn't the legal answer.

But. I can look you right in the face and tell you: I wanted to do right by you. I didn't want to put you through any additional harm or inconvenience. I didn't want you to have to wait. I honestly felt that us moving out would allow you to get the home rented out quicker. I really did. 


Anyway... you told us to make sure we were out of your house by the time you landed. And we did. As best as we could. Except I didn't have the money to move us back. I barely had enough for one moving truck (remember it took two to move us out there). And I certainly couldn't afford to pay movers. So, some of our family flew out and drove the one truck back. 

I busted by bottom getting that one truck loaded and packed up. And I pretty much did it all by myself. I was exhausted. I was tired. I was wore out. 

What I couldn't fit into the truck... I tried to sell. What I couldn't sell... I tried to give away. 

I'm not sure what happened. The maintenance guy (at the real estate office and who you used as your personal handyman) was supposed to come in and move out the remaining furniture. And there was some nice furniture. He was supposed to take it as partial payment.... 

We had just made a very large bulk food purchase at Costco before we found out that we weren't going to get paid.... that the merger wasn't going to go as planned for us. And there was probably a $1,000 worth of food there. The maintenance man was supposed to take the food also (he had like 4 or 5 kids at home with him) as part of his payment. The leftover furniture and food were supposed to cover the cost of moving the rest of the stuff off. Dumping any trash. And doing some minor repairs around the house.

I don't know what happened. I don't know why this didn't happen. I really don't. It was my understanding that he would handle it. I can only speculate... and I won't do that. It's not productive. 

But. It doesn't matter. The point is that you said that it didn't happen. And all I can say is: I apologize and I'm sorry. From the bottom of my heart I'm truly sorry. BUT. That was my call. Not my wife's call. It was mine. I am the one that is responsible. Not her. 

It was my mistake. It was my error. All the way. Not hers. 

However, Michael, you DID tell us to get out of your house... and I was glad to do it. For a lot of reasons.

01.) I wanted to get back home. To a place where even if we didn't have anything...we would have family. Family to help us out. Family to help us get back on our feet. We had NOBODY out there. And I'm not blaming anyone for that. It was our choice to go. But we were 3,000 miles away from our family and the only life that we've ever known. Ever. If it came down to be being broke 3,000 miles away from home and being broke and being near our family... being near a real estate market that we completely understood... we would choose home. It was the natural choice. And I think that most people--in our shoes--would have made the same choice. 


02.) Plus, I didn't want any confrontations with you. You were upset. You had every right to be upset. Every right. But. I didn't want any problems with you, Michael. And there would have been problems if we had met—face to face. Guaranteed. We had enough going on without an altercation erupting.

03.) And I really thought us getting out would be the most helpful thing for you. I really did. The quicker we got out.. the quicker you could get it rented back out. The quicker you wouldn't have to worry about it. 


I made arrangements—as best as I could—to have everything handled. I did the very best that I could with what I had to work with. Again, I apologize that things didn't happen. I really don't understand what happened. I made the proper arrangements. I don't know why Don didn't come and clean everything out. I really don't. Again, all I can do is apologize.

As much as I want... I can't change the past. All I can do is learn from it and move forward.


We got back to Georgia and we tried to pick up the pieces. Starting completely over is never easy, but the market went from bad to worse.... 

The litigation was finally over, but the expenses and experience crippled us. Ruined us. We lost it all. Our house. Our cars. What little we had left...

All that we had was each other. Jess, the kids and myself. 

The local economy was in the toilet... 

I worked various odd jobs...

Jess continued to do her best to sell real estate. It was all she knew how to do. 

And our kids? They witnessed their entire life vanish. Completely. Gone. Everything that they had every known was gone. And we were left destitute. It was so bad that we [Jess and myself] spent several weeks living in a camper that our family owned (while our kids stayed in the house with our family). But you know what? That was okay. Because we still had each other... 

And you know what else? We came to realize something: As tragic as everything was... we realized that we had spent our entire life with the wrong values. While we were chasing after money over everything else... we missed the most important things. See, we both had grown up rather poor... not poverty poor, but poor. And for the first time in our lives... we had stuff. And we liked it. I guess it became like a drug—we wanted more and more and more...

And we had to lose everything to find what's really important. The things that truly matter in life. 

And, of course, you contacted us several times about money. But. I was still too proud and arrogant to tell you how bad our situation really was. You wanted to settle. You wanted payments. We just didn't have it. We were barely getting by. 

I wanted to pay you. But. I just didn't have it. I really didn't. But. I also didn't want you to know how bad we had it. I didn't want you to know how badly we were suffering.

But Jess and I both kept pushing... we kept working our way out. We did the best we could with what we had. Never taking a penny of welfae, food stamps or any governmental assitance. There were times when I had to walk to get places. When my boss had to pick me up to get to work. There were times when I had to rent Jess a car just so she could show a home and hopefully sell one.

And I will be honest: I should have done a better job of communicating with you. I should have. I should have kept you in the loop. I should have been honest about our situation with you—and the lawyer that you had call us. 

But. I honestly believed... if we just kept pushing... if we just kept working hard... if we just did more... if we were just more competitive.... that we would EVENTUALLY dig ourselves out the hole. 

I really believed that. Jess and I both did. 

And I know what I was thinking: “Just give me some room! Just let me get out of this mess... just let me get on my feet—just a little... just let me see a little daylight at the end of the tunnel... THEN! I will be able to take care of you (and others).”

You were calling... e-mailing...

(it's not necessary for me to mention all the things that you did to Jess. Some of the things that you posted online. Some of the people you gave her number to... Some of the ads you ran for her... You know what you did. And you'll have to live with those things. Just as I have to live with the choices that I've made. I'm not here to judge you. That's between you and God. Not me.)


Others were calling too...

I felt like the walls were closing in on me... I just needed some space... some time... some room... and we would eventually work our way of the mess...

I was under so much pressure...

So much stress...

So much anxiety... 

I felt so helpless..

So hopeless...

All I cared about was: us. And that was wrong. I should have thought of you—and others. But. I didn't. Even if I couldn't afford to pay you (and I couldn't). It wouldn't have cost me anything to tell you the truth about our situation. But. That would have cost my pride dearly... I didn't want you to know how badly we had it.

So, I didn't tell you. I ignored you. And you know what? I was wrong. I made a lot of mistakes. And for that I am sorry. But. I am the one who made them, Michael. Me. Not Jessica. And certainly not her brokerage. Her real estate brokerage in Georgia had NOTHING to do with this. Nothing. Nothing at all. But. You know this. And you knew exactly what you were doing and why... However, again, that's on you.


But. The point is: you knew what you were doing. That's why you came after Jessica's business. It was the easiest and quickest way to hurt us. To cripple us. It would do the most damage in the least amount of time. 

But I don't blame you. I even understand why you did it. Other people had done the same to you. Some pretty nasty and ugly things have been said about you—by others—online. I'm sure you knew—firsthand--the effect it would have. And that's why you did it.

And I will be honest with you about something else: I thought that our lives were over. I really did. That we were going to be ruined. But the strangest thing happened: people started extending us grace. Mercy. Charity. Compassion. They would read the report and I guess they felt sorry for us... I don't know... but they extended kindness to us—when we didn't deserve it. And it was such a beautiful thing. 

Yes, there are those who have tried to use this report to hurt us. And, yes, some of them have even been successful. But. That doesn't matter. That's a reflection of who and what they are. That's a reflection of their souls... Not ours. 

And I have more than enough to say grace over--in my own life. 

And that's what recently dawned one me.... My attitude--towards you--had been: “Screw it! He attacked us. He attacked my wife. He attacked her business. He did a wrong thing in the wrong way. I don't owe Him a thing! Nothing! He was Shylock and took his pound of flesh. He tried to hurt us... So, you know what? lex talionis... and eye for an eye... I'm done” 

Meaning: we hurt you. You hurt us. We're even.

I was so angry at you for all the things that you've done to my wife. I can't tell you the times that I've considered coming to Washington to find you...

You terrorized the woman that I love. The mother of my two children. You didn't want justice... you didn't want fairness.... you wanted to hurt... to terrorize... to make her suffer... You wanted to inflict pain. Serious pain. You wanted to shame her. Humiliate her. And you didn't care how you id it.

And I wanted to do the same to you. More. Except I didn't want to do it on a computer. No. I wouldn't to see you... up close and personally.

And I hated you. Despised you. I was becoming full of bitterness and hate too.

But. God was working in my life. And then I FINALLY realized: “that's not right. It's not right at all. It doesn't matter what you did to us. It doesn't matter why. It only matters what we do.”

And that's when I realized: “Jason, even if Michael told you to get out of the house... even if he came online and viciously attacked your wife and her business... YOU are still responsible for your choices. For your actions. For your response. For your decisions. For your obligations.”

It doesn't matter what you've done. And, we both know: you've done a lot to her. A lot.

And you know what? I forgive you. Jess forgives you also.

After all that you've done...

After all that you've said...

After all that you've participated in...

I encourage you to pick up the phone and call me. You have my number. And lets discuss your compensation. And if you don't want to actually call me... e-mail me and we'll come to some type of arrangement--and handle all the logistics And we'll reach a settlement.

So, the question is: what will make this right for you? What will set you straight--financially? What number will make you whole again? What dollar amount will reimburse you for your pain and suffering?

What is owed to you? What do you feel should be coming to you?

Is there a number, Michael? Will money actually solve this problem? I don't think it will. Personally, I think the money is nothing more than a ruse... It was never about the money. It was about dominating Jessica. Putting her under your foot. Shaming her. Controlling her. 

But you know what? It doesn't matter. That's on you. If you want money... I will give you money. Call me and lets discuss a price. A settlement for you. Today. 

Of course, if this isn't really about the money... it's about something else... then none of this will really matter—at all. You'll just come back with more attacks... You'll figure out a way to rationalize and justify your abhorrent behavior...

We did wrong to you... so, you're entitled to do wrong back. Right????

But. That's on you. I'm not responsible for you. I'm only responsible for myself.


I'm here to try and make it right. I thought we had settled this years ago. I really had. You and I. When we spoke on the phone. However, I see that you haven't gone away. You've only been laying dormant. Skulking in the shadows. Waiting...

In closing, I apologize, Michael. I don't expect you to understand the incredible pressure that we were under. I really don't. And I pray that you—and everyone reading this—will never know that pressure. It's intense. It's painful. And that's a mile they never want to have to walk... not in my shoes...not in theirs...

I wouldn't wish it on anyone. Not even you. 

But ultimately... I'm the one to blame. Not Jessica. Not her business. 

You want money... call me. We'll get this settled--today. Man to man. 

However, if you only want your pound of flesh... then I'm sure you'll continue to get it. I don't have any doubts about it--at all. 

But. I'm offering you your money. And I'm doing so knowing: this report (and others) won't ever go away. Ever. Our own personal little scarlet letter...

So, the only questions that remain are: will you accept our apology and try and reach terms with me. Or, will you continue down the path that you've chosen. See: Jess and I didn't have a choice. You told us to leave. To get out of your house. And we didn't have the money to pay you. But. You had a choice.

You have a choice now also.

And it's your choice to make—completely.

Again, I really am sorry. I regret that things ended so badly. But. I'm the one to blame. Not Jess. Not her business. This was my failure. Not hers. I'm the one to blame. The buck stops with me. And if you what is owed to you... call me. Lets talk. Man-to-man. Lets make you whole.

Thank you for your time,

Jason Lewis Horton

May 28, 2015

 

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