I hear whispers that we’re all being played like a Stradivarius. That a certain scam publisher I could name (but don’t need to) is sending her sock puppets out to whip us all up into a frenzy and keep us talking about her so that she can play victim (yet again). She wants her name on our tongues at this difficult time so that she can shriek in horror how heartless we are to be picking on her when she’s got a family member that’s so horribly ill.
Never mind that when I lost a family member, she whooped it up, saying that it was Karma, that I brought it on myself, even that she arranged for it by siccing her voodoo practitioner on me. She can torture me with bullshit during my time of grief, but heaven forbid any of us should unveil the truth about her.
Make no mistake, she’s not posting under her own name, but she’s still lighting my stat tracker up like a freaking Christmas tree. She’s not sobbing at the bedside of somebody she’s already written off as dead. She’s still trolling, still looking for ways to put her own spin on anything she can and try to cover up what a monumental failure her latest scheme is, and it’s not even out of the gate. Her actions are as obvious as ever, and her priorities are obviously not where they should be. As usual.
Still. I’m not comfortable being played. I’ve spoken to her mother, and she’s a sweet, sweet person. Out of respect for her, I’m laying off. The scams and frauds aren’t going anywhere. They’ll still be scamming people and finding new and creative ways to fuck up. There will always be time later to point out their ongoing illegalities.
What matters right now is that there’s somebody that’s gravely ill that might not pull through. Let’s all respect that.