Game On

Little explosions everywhere. I have been dealing with so much stress AND picking up the anxiety for others, that I can barely eat, sleep, or write today. There is a hostility here, at Starbucks, in Fridley. I know not where it came from, but I feel like something happened here that I am not privy to. Yesterday was a great day for writing. Today, I feel that I cannot have that kind of content and delivery. So I have been fighting for privacy, especially in the last 4 years, and the abusers have been lying and winning the whole time. I feel like the tide is turning. So, ladies, in the land of borderline, pick a spokesperson and contact WCCO. I suggest Bill Hudson for the interview that will be set up by John Lauritsen. DO THE INTERVIEW WCCO. The rules are that it will have the airtime, with commercials, of an hour. The spokesperson has to answer EVERY question and not change the subject at all. She cannot bring up the interviewers family. Do it. Get it done and put it on TV on Saturday. I won't look to see. I will say that my team is ready. You will damn yourselves to hell for eternity. You think that you all are so righteous and holy. PROVE IT. You think that you are interesting and academic. PROVE IT. You think what you say is funny. See if there are any smiles and laughter in response to what you say. After this public display of "divinity," your kind will be labeled quickly in society and marked for punishment and separation off into your own rungs of hell with each other. I am nothing if not fiercely competitive, and I think we have some VERY COMPETIVE corporate and athletic white women who are chomping at the bit to see you all say, very publically, the lies and cruelty that you have been speaking about me my whole life, but especially TODAY. GAME ON.