Catherine Crabill: Calls blogger “wicked”, refers to his parents as “Ahab and Jezebel”, and calls for demons to be cast out of them.
Special guest post by your favorite hate-blogger’s mother, Kay Watson:
On Election Day, my son, Timothy and I were doing volunteer work for Congressman Rob Wittman, handing out literature at the Port Royal Precinct in Caroline County. At about 4:25 PM, an SUV pulled up and I got up from my chair, picked up some pamphlets, and started walking over to the car to ask if the occupants wanted any information on Congressman Wittman. I saw it was Catherine Crabill getting out of the passenger side of the car so I turned around and went back behind my table in the tent. Ms. Crabill had already been rude to my husband and me last Friday at the Westmoreland Republican meeting (she called us character assassins) and I did not want a confrontation with her. Timothy was also behind the table talking to his brother on the phone. Mrs. Crabill walked about 50 or 60 feet to our table and started harassing me. She called Timothy wicked and my family wicked and then she said that Congressman Wittman was doing so well because of Timothy’s lies and my families’ lies about her. (Timothy and his brother, Garrett, have blogged about Ms. Crabill on their blogs and have never lied about her. They just wrote about and made fun of her ridiculous statements. And no one has said anything about her family, excluding her husband hiding in the woods waiting for the National Guard which was a direct quote from a magazine article. Before I commented last Saturday on Virginia Virtucon, I have never written anything about her and neither has my husband.) She also called me Jezebel twice (once Timothy got on the following tape). And she implied that I was stalking her by saying she should get a restraining order against me. I have been to four public meetings where she was in attendance. She just happened to come to my voting precinct after Timothy tweeted about being there. The tape starts after she has said that she should arrange to have the demons cast out of Timothy and then she said my family should have the demons cast out and I respond, “You should have the demons cast out of you!” I did not realize Timothy was taping the last part of the conversation but I am so glad he did. This is the real Catherine Crabill. I cannot diagnose anyone’s illness; but in my professional nursing opinion, I do recommend that she make an appointment with a psychiatrist.
Here’s the audio:
Note: In the original, which is available upon request, there’s a 70 second period of dead air and me speaking on my cell-phone before she comes up with a comeback as noted in the transcript below:
K. Watson: Someone should cast the demons out of you… You’re — uh — one thing, you are really a rude one.
C. Crabill: Me rude?
K. Watson: Yes, ma’am.
C. Crabill: I’d love – I’d love to examine your family, the way your son has explained mine, and put it out there for the whole world to see.
K. Watson: I haven’t run for any office and made the statements that you’ve made, Ms. Crabill.
C. Crabill: Oh. I — I —
K. Watson: Think about it.
C. Crabill: I’m sure —
K. Watson: There are a lot — there are more things that could have been put out there and weren’t.
C. Crabill [sarcastically]: Oh, well, thank you so much, I feel so [inaudible].
C. Crabill: I have said nothing but the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.
K. Watson: No, that’s what my husband told you the other —
T. Watson [on cell-phone]: Quiet down.
K. Watson: — day when you called us “character assassins”.
C. Crabill: You are character assassins.
K. Watson: No, It doesn’t have anything to do with character; I think it has to do with poor judgment.
C. Crabill [interjecting]: I — I have — I have never experienced, such a — you are the Ahab and Jezebel of my experience with your wicked son.
K. Watson: You might want to consider getting some help, you really might.
C. Crabill: Oh, I know that you would think that way. I would say the same for you. In fact, I might have to get a restraining order against you.
K. Watson: No, you can’t get a restraining order against us in a public building, in a public meeting, only if we come to your home, which we have no desire to do.
C. Crabill: Thank you for that, I’m so reassured.
G. Watson [over cell-phone]: Call the Caroline Sheriff’s Department on ’em.
C. Crabill [low]: You might want to break out your little recorder, get this all on tape. You’re missing an opportunity here.
I miss no opportunity Cathy. Carpe diem. Continued from the transcript:
[70 seconds later]
C. Crabill [low]: It’s interesting that you know so much about restraining orders, I guess you’ve had some filed against you.
T. Watson: No, we know something about the law, it’s not very —you know— hard. Kinda like treason being defined in the Constitution.
The 70 seconds it took for Crabill to think of a comeback, as well as her coming up with nothing to my retort reminded me of this video, featuring George Costanza as Catherine Crabill (I would embed the video but embedding is disabled):