by baldilocks

And now for something completely different.

Monika Glennon has lived in Huntsville, Alabama, for the last 12 years. Other than a strong Polish accent, she fits a certain stereotype of the All-American life. She’s blonde. Her husband is a veteran Marine. Her two children, a boy and a girl, joined the military as adults. She sells houses—she’s a real estate agent at Re/Max—helping others realize their own American dream.

But in September 2015, she was suddenly plunged into an American nightmare. She got a call at 6 a.m. one morning from a colleague at Re/Max telling her something terrible had been posted about her on the Re/Max Facebook page. Glennon thought at first she meant that a client had left her a bad review, but it turned out to be much worse than that.

It was a link to a story about Glennon on She’s A Homewrecker, a site that exists for the sole purpose of shaming the alleged “other woman.” The author of the Homewrecker post claimed that she and her husband had used Glennon as their realtor and that everything was going great until one evening when she walked in on Glennon having sex with her husband on the floor of a home the couple had been scheduled to see. The unnamed woman went into graphic detail about the sex act and claimed she’d taken photos that she used to get everything from her husband in a divorce. The only photo she posted though was Glennon’s professional headshot, taken from her bio page on Re/Max’s site.

Glennon’s clients and, most importantly, her husband were contacted about this through Facebook’s messaging system.

The allegations were totally false. The perpetrators did it because they didn’t like something that Glennon wrote in a random comment section. The comment was innocuous, but the perpetrator decided that Glennon was anti-Semitic. That line of justification is important.

I’ve been thinking about this story all morning — not with fear that something like this might happen to me, but pondering the notion that anyone with fairly decent story-telling skills could plot a similar type vengeance on anyone.

What, other than a conscience, is there to stop an individual — or an organization — from doing this?

About justification: once someone “reasons” it out in what passes for his mind that the target is “racist,” “sexist,” “homophobic,” or any of the other categories of Untouchable, conscience is no longer a factor.

The perp decides that you deserve to have stories made up about you and to have your reputation/livelihood/marriage ruined.

That’s what was so riveting to me about this story.

95,000 persons shared the story before Gannon was able to uncover the person who tried to ruin her.

And the perp did this over a misunderstood comment and the hurt feelings engendered from that misunderstanding.

How evil.

Juliette Akinyi Ochieng has been blogging since 2003 as baldilocks. Her older blog is here.  She published her first novel, Tale of the Tigers: Love is Not a Game in 2012.

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by baldilocks

Figures.

In case you missed it, feminists have turned to the sad ritual of “marrying” themselves after they pursue careers, sleep around, and end up alone past the natural years of childbearing. But it turns out, they can’t even stay committed to themselves.

One such feminist named Sophie went through with the whole wedding spectacle: the white bridal dress, bridesmaids, the flowers, you name it. But soon she grew tired of herself and found herself in the sack with a polyamorist (someone who has multiple partners) named Ruari.

The two had a momentary, yet monogamous affair, claims Sophie.

In another twist, polyamorist Ruari ended up ditching Sophie for … himself! That’s right, he ended up saying “I do” to himself in an equally pathetic marry-yourself type wedding.

But Sophie, clearly an empowered woman, claims this was all part of the plan postnuptial, telling ITV’s This Morning that “self-marriage isn’t about never being with anyone else, however – it’s about ‘self-love’.”

In a world where being conservative while not being white male is self-hatred, and where a vice president being cautious around women when are not his wife or relative is hatred of women, and where Christianity equals hatred-hatred, it’s logical that self-love is something to be sought. We were warned.

There will be terrible times in the last days.  People will be lovers of themselves

After these “infidelities,” it would be so much fun to see these ‘tards present themselves in Divorce Court. Some lawyer will, no doubt, take their money.

Hey, I think I just had a new TV show idea! Feel free to steal it.

Juliette Akinyi Ochieng blogs at baldilocks. (Her older blog is located here.) Her first novel, Tale of the Tigers: Love is Not a Game, was published in 2012. Her second novel tentatively titled Arlen’s Harem, will be done one day soon! Follow her on Twitter and on Gab.ai.

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by baldilocks

Some amateur shrinking

“How dare you…!”
— Often said when a person “dares” to say or do something that another doesn’t like.

“I don’t appreciate…!”
— Said as if the receiver is supposed to have appreciation for whatever the speaker/actor is saying or doing.

“You are arrogant!”
— Often true, but just as often, an indication of the intellectual insecurity of the accuser who feels threatened by the confidence of the accused.

“Don’t judge me!”
— Said when a person does not want to examine his/her actions and wants shame you into not doing so also; often an intentional misinterpretation/intentional of Jesus’ admonition regarding judgment.

“I am offended by that!”
— Too often, said when no offense was intended; too often, stemming from looking at everything through the prism of self, by inferring things not implied. Though giving offense is sometimes inadvertent, taking offense is always a choice.

More?

MORE:

“I voted for [insert candidate here] because he/she is the same race/same gender as I am, and it makes me feel good to see someone who looks like I do/has the same equipment that I have.”
— Self-…ahem…explanatory.

Even more?

EVEN MORE:

After an honest question is asked…

“If you’re going to play naïve about this administration and the ongoing inquiry, I don’t feel I owe you any kind of rational response. It’s just bait into a semantics-ridden debate.”

— Said when the person wants to hide the fact that he can’t answer the question and is ashamed of that inability. It’s easier to attempt to deflect that shame onto the questioner. The phrase “play naïve,” and the words “feel” and “owe” are the giveaways.

Originally posted on December 28, 2013. Some additions to the original post.

Juliette Akinyi Ochieng blogs at baldilocks. (Her older blog is located here.) Her first novel, Tale of the Tigers: Love is Not a Game, was published in 2012. Her second novel tentatively titled Arlen’s Harem, will be done one day soon! Follow her on Twitter and on Gab.ai.

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