the fact that J is unstable enough to just pop up wherever and whenever to make his life hell
I lean toward this explanation.
Many of you know what it's like to have your kid just be in your face and beg and argue and scream and beg and weasel and cry and complain and threaten and beg some more. Coupled with my kid's general inability to handle stress in a healthy way...I think that is why he gives in and gives him stuff. Heck I'VE been known to just give my kid stuff just to have a minutes peace. I'm sure Jabber would confirm that I've been known to say, "Fine, here's $5 for cigarettes." or "Fine. Take the car." Just to get him to STOP and leave me alone. I think that's what happens to our son. He says NO and J just asks again 3 minutes later, over and over, until he does what J wants just to get a minutes peace.
He could block his number, but then he uses another phone. He was getting texts from other people FOR J on Saturday. He blocks Facebook, and J uses another person's Facebook page or makes a new profile that isn't blocked. I think he truly does believe that J would simply not stop. Not quit showing up at his house. Not quit showing up at his job. Not quit eating his food, bumming his smokes, drinking his liquor and generally driving him crazy. I mean - 40 messages by 10 a.m. folks - that's NUTS. He played us one voice mail yesterday - abusive rant all because my kid ignored his phone. You and I expect to visit with a friend and they don't answer, we leave a voice mail and make other plans. Maybe we're irritated. This is shouting, "WTF you say to hit you up and now you don't answer the effing phone? Well eff you, you little beeotch!"
Combine it with my son's unwillingness to call the cops - because yeah, he's afraid someone might jump him, but also simply because that's the most uncool thing anyone could EVER do and it would be all over town among people his age that he's a snitch, a narc, whatever - that can't be trusted. Or at least, that's what he believes. I can pretty much guarantee that no one would ever sell him weed again. Which would make me smile, but make my son very unhappy. (Which is also weird because I no longer think the weed is that big of a deal. Oh he loves it and wants to go to Colorado because of it - but it's not like he's stoned all the time like he was a few years back.)
So yeah...maybe there is something we don't know. But I think it may be simpler than that. My kid has his own "Difficult Child". Go figure.