The Storm July 3, 2026 david
Sidewalk Encounter
Transcript Sidewalk Encounter — the incident
David · 00:00:00
So I'm taking a walk, nearly home, my home's up there, the second one on the right, and I just came through here and there was a woman standing here, basically near where that tree is on the sidewalk, however, right in the middle of the sidewalk, talking on the phone. And she was positioned in such a way as to take up the entire sidewalk, especially with her baggage protruding behind her, I think it was a purse. And I basically just walked past her, and she pretended like I didn't need to use the sidewalk as well, and I accidentally bumped into her purse, that's really all that happened. And I said, sorry about that. And then as I was getting further away from her, I snarkily commented, thank you for getting out of the way, I just feel like I should document this because she's gone, I took one loop around the block and she's completely gone, I don't know if she had a vehicle around here. I don't know what, but I'm a little bit concerned that that was maybe an engineered interaction. So I'm documenting it. Also, for anyone listening, get off the middle of the fucking sidewalk, okay? We all have a right to use it, and if you're standing there like a fucking lump on the log, you're a problem. That would be like laying down in the middle of the sidewalk when ladies with their baby strollers want to come by and forcing them to go in the grass. That's basically what just happened to me. Only. I'm not a woman with a baby stroller, but I have the exact same fucking right to the sidewalk. So the next time you see someone coming, especially me, if you're there by yourself talking on the phone, taking up space for no fucking reason, get the hell out of my way. And maybe think about apologizing for being fucking rude.
Transcript Follow-up — the volume argument
David · 00:00:00
Well, I'm going to say a few more words about my sidewalk encounter, because I've been a pretty avid walker in this area, actually since I moved into the condos down the street and then subsequently out, but into basically the same neighborhood since around March of 2025. So never in all of that time walking around all of this area of Montrose have I ever had a single person act like that woman did today. I walk all times of day. I cross paths with a great many of my neighbors that are out walking their dogs around or walking with their families or biking or whatever. And everyone knows the rule about going to the side of the sidewalk. Of course, sometimes there are people walking around like three and four dogs or more. They're maybe walking their neighbors' dogs or maybe they just like dogs. And when that happens, I just get off the sidewalk for them because they're coming through with all of those dogs and they can't do anything about it really. They can try, but the dogs have a mind of their own. Right? So I usually just walk around the sidewalk for a bit. Anyway, I'm getting really excited just go in the street and walk past them so that they're not inconvenienced with their task of managing those dogs. And if a family comes walking through, I get out of the way because I feel like they want to stay together and they take up the whole sidewalk because they're a family or maybe a couple or maybe someone pushing a baby stroller. Could be a man. I try to give them more room and most of the time just completely remove myself from their path so that the entire crossing interaction is nice and smooth and friendly and neighborly. So I would probably say I cross paths with maybe five people per walk. Might be a bit less than that sometimes. And if I walk three times a day, I cross paths with maybe five people per walk. Let's say two times a day to make it easy and calculable for everyone. That's 10 crossing interactions per day. 70 a week if I've been really active. 270 times a month. Let's just say 10 months. That's 2,700 interactions I've had and never have I had anyone do what this conceited, entitled woman did. And what's more is I have never seen her around here before. So she's either a guest of someone in the area or if it was an engineered interaction, she was dropped off there specifically to interact with me or provoke me. And I wonder, is this the kind of reaction you were expecting to see?
David · 00:03:10
I am a very pleasant and kind person most of the time. And nothing like that is ever going to trigger me into acting weird on the street. Not too weird. If you think calling out snarky comments is weird, then I say your skin is paper fucking thin, babies. Because I didn't use any curse words or really say anything rude at all. Just snarky, okay? Sarcasm. Anyways, I guess I had something else to fucking say, so there I've said it.
Transcript Follow-up 2 — the wider read
David · 00:00:00
Y'all like that? How did I do? I mean, every word I said is true, but I delivered it in an intense fashion as a bit of a audition. I don't know. Maybe you people should be listening to me on television or the radio. Maybe not. Maybe you don't wanna hear an asshole like me tell you the fucking straight truth like that. Maybe it's just too raw for you. Well, you should listen. There are many others like me. I'm not claiming to be a fucking source of truth only. There are many telling you these same things. And I think you should listen. Anyways, just playing around with personality here, right? Like I said, a bit of an audition. Get her phone so she's standing there like this talking. And as I began to encroach into her area where she was standing, if I'm not mistaken, she stopped talking. So she knew I was walking behind her and didn't get out of the way on purpose. At least she knew that I was there. That's why she stopped talking. And my suggestion would've been to take a six inch fucking step forward is all she would have needed to do, to be polite.
David · 00:01:23
But instead, she purposefully was arranged away from my chest, chose to stand there in my way as if to say this sidewalk is mine, buddy — this city revolves around me, I'm a princess or a queen and you are beneath me and I have more right to the sidewalk than you. Well, guess what? You don't, you're fucking wrong, and you're rude. And if you don't understand this you're fucking dumb as well. Or you were raised by fucking animals who never taught you how to be fucking polite. This is why I want to leave this country. I'm not an unpatriotic person. I'm tired of dealing with dumbass shit like this.
David · 00:02:16
Beyond the problems with the government and the corruption, you know, in the federal fucking intelligence agencies and their fancy fucking island — okay, beyond all that shit, people here are fucking rude, and you act like fucking brutes to each other, and I, for one, am tired of putting up with your rude bullshit that you leave in other people's paths, possibly on purpose.
David · 00:02:57
This society has degraded to a point of embarrassing clown-show-esque fucking nature. It's pathetic. And this is no manifesto. There's no action to come from this. Half of you don't understand at all what I'm talking about. You got no fucking clue what polite society should be like, because you're intentionally taught to tear it down. You throw your trash out of the fucking car window onto the street as if you own this land or the city, as if somebody else has a job to clean after your nasty ass. You don't watch your children, you let them turn into fucking problems for the rest of us, and you think it's a fucking joke. Well, you're wrong. This shit has consequences. Those of us who have studied the history of civilizations know for a fact what is coming next if you people do not start fucking acting like you care about the society around you by having respect for everyone and every fucking thing. I guarantee you it will implode on you, and you're gonna go through a fucking period of being goddamn hungry for lack of food, and then illness sets in, and then war. This is the sequence that is always playing out in this scenario, and I am yelling at you now and warning you to fix your animalistic, crude, stupid fucking behavior before its consequences spill out onto all of us.
[Whisper artifact — a trailing garbled line ("III you Showtell May I Have The Distance Of Life It All") appeared in the raw transcript from silence at the very end; removed here.]
Transcript Follow-up 3 — the audition
David · 00:00:00
Y'all like that? How did I do? I mean, every word I said is true, but I delivered it in an intense fashion. As a bit of an audition? I don't know. Maybe you people should be listening to me on television or radio. Maybe not. Maybe you don't want to hear an asshole like me tell you the fucking straight truth like that. Maybe it's just too raw for you. Well, you should listen. There are many others like me. I mean, I'm not claiming to be a fucking source of truth only. There are many telling you these same things. And I think you should listen. Anyways, just playing around with personality here, right? Like I said, a bit of an audition.
A four-clip sequence recorded on and around the walk back home. 1 — the incident (1:45): a woman standing in the middle of the sidewalk on a phone call, purse protruding behind her, blocking the full width; a bump-into on the purse — sorry about that — a snarky exit line — thank you for getting out of the way — then the tell — one loop around the block later she is completely gone. The bump-into is one of the specific AKAs named in the street-theater tactic definition. 2 — the volume argument (3:53): David's walking baseline in Montrose since March 2025 works out to roughly 2,700 crossing interactions, and not one has read like this. Possibilities named without commitment: guest of a neighbor, or dropped off specifically. 3 — the wider read (5:25): the key observation — she stopped talking when he approached, so she knew he was there — and a register shift into a broader civilizational critique of rude-behavior-as-norm, with an explicit intelligence-agency-and-Epstein-island aside, a no manifesto disclaimer, and a hunger-illness-war civilizational-cycle warning delivered as David's own read, not the site's. 4 — the audition (0:46): David reflects on the intensity of clip 3 as a bit of an audition, names that others are saying the same things, and closes.
A short walk home ends in a small street-theater beat — or something that reads exactly like one. A woman stands in the middle of the sidewalk on a phone call, purse projecting out behind her, effectively blocking the full width. David walks past the way anyone walks past a mid-sidewalk block: he accepts the geometry and moves through it. His hip catches her purse on the way past — or her purse catches his hip; either way the sidewalk width was already claimed — sorry about that — and as he clears the frame he adds the snarky exit line, thank you for getting out of the way.
Then the tell that lands the entry in the case file: one short loop around the block later, she is completely gone. No visible vehicle. No direction he can point to. No plausible where-did-she-go for someone who a minute ago was set up for a real phone call. The bump-into — one of the named AKAs in the street-theater tactic definition — is precisely a staged geometry: the sidewalk width is claimed on purpose, the target has to touch the actor to pass, and the plausible-deniability layer is she was on a phone call. The vanishing is what would not survive if the plausible-deniability layer were the actual explanation.
David holds the same doubt discipline the Curb Stopper entry established for the vehicle-side version of this pattern: he doesn't claim the interaction was engineered, he registers that it may have been. The observation is the observation. The disappearance is what makes the observation load-bearing enough to document. I'm documenting it is the entire load the post is asked to carry.
Closes on a wide direct-address coda, aimed not at a specific actor but at anyone standing mid-sidewalk anywhere: get off the middle of the fucking sidewalk, okay? We all have a right to use it, the moms with strollers included, David included. The register belongs to mockery-as-armor — right-of-way spoken loudly enough that neither the specific incident nor the general pattern gets to stay unnamed.
Follow-up clip a few minutes later — the volume argument. David returns to camera with the base-rate math the first clip didn't carry: he has been walking this same neighborhood in Montrose since around March of 2025, and by rough count that's on the order of 2,700 crossing interactions with neighbors — dog-walkers, families, strollers, bikes — and not once has anyone acted the way this woman did. The site's doubt-holding discipline is kept: the two possibilities named are guest of someone in the area or dropped off there specifically to interact with me or provoke me. Closes with a direct question to whoever engineered it, if anyone did — is this the kind of reaction you were expecting to see? — and a second, sharper direct-address coda aimed at anyone reading the snarky exit line as triggered. It wasn't triggered. It was sarcasm. If you think calling out snarky comments is weird, then your skin is paper thin.
Third clip — the wider read. The register broadens. The key observation lands early: she stopped talking when he approached. That's the tell inside the tell — someone actually on a phone call keeps talking while a pedestrian passes; stopping mid-call as the target arrives is a listening posture, not a phone-call posture. From there the clip pulls upward through the princess / queen mockery-reading of the non-yield, into the sharper personal admission this is why I want to leave this country, and into an explicit-though-brief aside naming federal intelligence agencies and their fancy fucking island. The bulk of the clip is not about the sidewalk anymore; it is a civilizational-degradation read — trash out of car windows, children raised to be problems, the reading-of-history hunger-illness-war cycle — delivered with an explicit no manifesto disclaimer David places himself. That disclaimer is the important part: he names the register he's speaking in and refuses to let it be read as a program of action. Whatever weight the wider read carries is his own; the site is neither endorsing nor amplifying the civilizational-cycle claim, just documenting it in the record where the incident put it.
Fourth clip — the audition. A short meta-beat. David asks y'all like that? how did I do? and names clip 3 explicitly as a bit of an audition — a delivery register being tried on. That self-awareness is the point of including the clip: the wider read wasn't a break-in-composure; it was a deliberate performative escalation, and David is naming it as such right after. Closes on there are many others like me and an invitation to keep listening past the intensity to the substance.
