> 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.

>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. 

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.

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.

>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. 

>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. 

>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.

“Asses 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. 

>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.

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.

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.

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.

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".

>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 

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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. 

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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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.