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Mark Uttley - Ontario. Canada

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Once upon a time in a land far far away lived a man named Mark Utley.
This delusional little man believed that everyone around him were a total group of retards
He had the ability to reincarnate himself much like pustulating pimple !
His exploits were well documented throughout the kingdom.
He would sell imaginary audio gear to unsuspecting rubes.
Interestingly enough he always sold the same gear over & over again.
With his limited intellect he never clued in that if he were to occasionally scam people by selling an
imaginary Realistic clock radio or perhaps a Sanyo home theater receiver people would have not caught on so quickly.
Just to banished from the kingdom over & over again.
BUT SERIOUSLY FOLKS !!!
This has gotten completely out of hand.
We are a major advertiser here on CAM & up to this point have for the most part stood on the sidelines as the Mark Utley freak show has played itself out .
Our feeling was it is NOT appropriate for an advertiser & product distributor to get involved in such nonsense.
NO FU___ING LONGER ! This Mark Utley is a parasite of the very worst kind !
Let me describe my sole encounter with our demented little friend Mark Utley.
I got a call in the early summer of 2005 by the said circus monkey Utley.
Describing to me the untold riches in vintage audio gear he possessed.
My curiosity was most definitely peaked. So I made an appointment with King Tut.
Off I drove to the last bastion of morality & virtue. The small hamlet of Dundas Ontario.
When I finally arrived at 260 Hat Street to my amazement there was no palatial manor house
but rather something that could be best described as a burned out tenement building on the outskirts of a Chicago ghetto.
Nonetheless my mood was still quite upbeat.
Perhaps this was just the location where the housed the polo ponies or perhaps the hunting dogs or simply just a garage.
After all who would house all these promised riches in a mud hut?
I decided the street address seemed correct so I would give the door bell a ring.
Perhaps Cinderella would answer. I did after all have a 1pm appointment.
I rang the bell nothing happened. Again I rang the bell nothing happened.
What shall I do? I asked myself. I decided to ring the neighborâ€™s bell.
The neighbors answered I posed the question about the elusive King Tut.
They quickly ran back into their home stating they never spoke to him nor did they know him.
All I heard were about six deadbolts on the door locking once they had retreated to their domicile.
How strange I thought. Such high security in this wonderful lily white village.
Off I went back to 260 Hat Street. I rang the bell again & again on the tattered screen door.
After all I wanted to see what was inside the sacred tomb. Perhaps there was some secret code.
All of a sudden I heard noises. That of a stamped of wild horses.
The castle door burst open. There in all his glory stood the Pharaoh in all his unshaven glory.
In I went still blinded by the light. I went into the apparent living area. It was total squalor.
Perhaps another disguise. I sat. I asked where is this treasure chest of vintage gear ?
Before me I was told. I almost pissed myself laughing. A beat up Marantz 10B & a couple other bits of junk.
I sank into my chair.
I knew it was too good to be true.
For the following one hour I sat and listened to how Mark was a CSI homicide detective for the Metro Toronto Police Force.
How he was regularly consulted by the FBI because he was such a famous homicide detective.
He told me in depth about how many cold cases he had solved.
What a pile of total BS !
Iâ€™ve heard less lies from a $20.00 crack whore at the corner of Gerrard & Parliament Street in Toronto trying to get a fix.
Anyway I was full up on the BS meter when I got up off my chair & said I'm outta here buddy.
Just then our portly friend spoke up & said come downstairs I have a mint Thorens turntable for you.
I thought just maybe my drive to inbreeder ville was not in vain.
Downstairs I went. What awaited me there was beyond imagination.
I looked like a bomb went off down there. There were bits & pieces of destroyed audio gear everywhere.
Mark informed me he also a highly qualified technician. More total BS
The promised Thorens by the way was nothing more than $25.00 parts table.
It was then, out of the corner of my eye that I spotted my biggest surprise.
The crawl space , the clown suit , the 20 gallon tub of Ky. AKA - J.W.G.
I was out of there. I scrambled back up the stairs with my hands planted deeply in my pockets making sure none of my money fell out.
Out the front door I went. Into my car, locked the doors & I was the hell out of there.
Rod Serling & Kolchak: The Night Stalker had nothing on this twilight zone episode !
Upon refection of this incident & subsequent events over the past several months I have come to wonder an interesting thought.
What would drive a person to scam people over & over again? Trying to sell them tube gear & speakers he didnâ€™t even own.
Could it simply be the need to feed his Oreo cookie habit? I think not.
I believe it goes far deeper into the physiological make up of this person.
Perhaps as a young boy Mark had an Uncle who use to baby sit him and while he listened to his
Marantz 8b he made young Mark play with Mr.Happy & probe young Marks buttock with a 2A3 or perhaps something larger such as a 211.
We will never know. I feel Mark deserves our pity not our loathing.
Mark there are psychiatric clinics out there that can help you through this horrible trauma.
You can again one day become a productive member of society.
You can gain employment to the fullest ability of your intellect.
Perhaps you could become buoy in Lake Ontario or a doorstop or maybe even the ultimate.
One of Santaâ€™s elves at the mall. Oh dam I forgot about the school yard ban.
Santaâ€™s helper is out for sure. Hey what about a job at McDonalds.
This carp has screwed two people for sure that I know. Two people I trust 110%
Thatâ€™s enough for me. This is a complete disgrace for the CAM community.
It reflects badly on all of us. It makes every buyer wonder whom exactly he is dealing with.
It does not leave a good feeling in ones stomach.
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