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It’s chilly-ish, I think, I’m not entirely sure, but the sun is shining. We’ve almost said goodbye to February, which I’m having a hard time getting.

Weird.

Today, as we’re seeing men, one by one, resigning from prestigious positions, men who may or may not have lied about their connections to a certain dead “alleged” child and woman trafficker, I’m feeling a bunch of complex things.

I’m glad they’re at least sort of facing kind of consequences. In other countries, they look a little more serious, though the charges aren’t really about the women/girls with whom some were allegedly…entangled, but “official misconduct.”

Hmm.

It’s hard to articulate how it feels to have everything you’ve said over decades confirmed in explicit detail, yet discover not only was it known, no one really did anything about it. It wasn’t a priority; it wasn’t much of a concern. Any investigation looks like window dressing.

I’ve said this a bunch of times, but it bears repeating. It’s not that people don’t believe women and children when they’ve said they were abused.

It’s that they don’t care.

They. Don’t. Care.

The harm caused is not worth consequences for the perpetrator. The status of these men demonstrates it; there are no limits to the echelons to which they can climb.

I mean. Clearly.

The difference now is the gaslighting no longer works. When it was small groups in small circles, the same lies over and over at least managed to shut people up. And then there are the social consequences for insisting.

But now, those coercive tactics are far less effective because it’s so much easier to find people who do actually care, people who will actually support, people with the same experiences from the same people.

We are now caught in two worlds. One where there are no consequences for certain men, and one where men exactly like these men, if not these exact men, clamor for consequences.

At some point it’s all got to collapse under the weight of the entitlement and hypocrisy.

Right?

Right?

Ugh, who knows.

Anyway, this mess of a thought-spew is it for me today. I hope you have a wonderful Wednesday and better luck sorting it out in your head than I did.

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