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And it’s always men in it being absolutely creepy.

The conversation that I mentioned participating in yesterday devolved to the point that the person on the other end of it creeped me out, creeped my friends on Facebook out, and creeped my followers on Twitter out because he wanted personal information having to do with a minor child of mine. I wasn’t about to give him enough information to dox either one of us, and many of my friends felt the same way. I reported him to Twitter for stating that he would like to see women that didn’t believe in a higher power or live their lives accordingly treated like alleged witches during the Salem witch trials, and I’m not going to get any further into the incredibly creepy interest that he had in one of my minor children — all the more hilarious because in public spaces I do not use their real names. There are reasons why I do not divulge certain things online, let alone give names or locations to some of the more specific things, and I think this dude managed to encapsulate all of why in just a series of Tweets. Men really need to take the stop being creepy challenge.

It’s always men in it begging for emotional labor.

I have someone in my Mentions wanting to argue theism and the alleged existence of supernatural deities (I tend to lump almost all of them together, not giving any particular favor to the one most frequently called God), who at the same time wants me to take time out of my day, do his homework for him, and research things that he should be able and willing to research on his own. I told him that my time and effort are not free, and that if he wanted me to do his homework for him the least he could do was make it worth my while paying me for my effort. This seems to be the thing with people like him, and at that, men like him. Most of them are just not worth debating when all of their “gotcha”, “gimme” gambits… don’t work. If I give you the name of a law or a regulation, or cite that, and you want to know more about that the onus is generally on you to do the requisite research if there are things regarding those things that you do not know about or need clarification on. But I suppose most of this draws back to the fact that I am attempting to engage in conversation with a Texan conservative, which I hope not to have to do in the future if I can somehow get out of this state. I don’t see Texas getting any better, and I would love to raise my kids in a better state.

A continuation of the… short and sweet post.

Regarding the person I mentioned unfriending and blocking on social media, another few things: she laid hands on her estranged wife, and people have come out about their experiences in relationships with her (she’s polyamorous) in ways that make it clear that she is a sexual predator. In writing this post I am striving to be as vague as possible so as not to give any details about her wife — who I am and would like to continue to be friends with — or these people than are needed to paint her in exactly the sort of light she should be painted in. Some people who have information on this… situation wonder if she’s going through a manic episode that would explain the majority of what I’ve written about in here when it comes to her, but although it could possibly explain it, none of it is justified by it. Days before I decided to cut her out of my life, which is a decision that I do not regret, she had begun to love bomb me in a way that made me increasingly uncomfortable. The day that I wound up unfriending her and blocking her on anything she was adamant that her job would “take her down to my city”, which happens to be a few hours south of where she lives, and was pushy about wanting to meet me in person to hug me even though I thought I’d made it clear on more than one occasion that my living situation does not let me invite folks over that I don’t know in person.

I believe that she did to her wife exactly what has been said about it, and I believe the people that have spoken out about their sexual experiences with her. My only regret is that I didn’t find out about this sooner.

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