stalkers

Fallout from my Troll post=I keep fighting

The trolls, of course, got upset with my exposing their tweets to the world the other night, as was expected.  I discovered a new (to me) troll account in my notifications the next day, with a whole bunch of scolding tweets.  Instead of reading them, I blocked her (which made them all vanish) and reported her.

Just trying to choose five tweets while reporting her to Twitter Support was nerve-wracking.  These people are monsters.  If she thinks I’ll read all her book-long tweets to/about me, she’s deluded.

While glancing over and choosing the five tweets, I noted that these (and other) trolls complain about their “targets” asking for help reporting them.  They remind me of Trump and his cries of “presidential harassment.”

Victims of Twitter bullying often find that Twitter Support is no help, so they need to ask their friends in an attempt to get Twitter to pay more attention.  This is our survival mechanism–so of course the bullies try to turn it around on us, gaslight us, and project their own harassment onto us, for using the best means we have to get online justice.

Oh yeah, and then there’s the concern trolling I saw in those tweets.  “She blocks us for telling her the truth!”  No, I block you for being a bunch of bullies and a$$holes who can’t accept that other people can come to different conclusions than the ones you want them to…

And I block you for being creepy.  Like, seriously creepy.  Frickin’ stalkers who go digging for info on complete strangers.

One said to me yesterday, “We know everything about you,” and used my first name for her Twitter handle.  These trolls have done this to me before–specifically “Darcy,” three years ago.  It only confirms that they found my Facebook back then and were the ones sending me at least some of the weird friend requests coming in back during that time.

And yet–I never gave them my real name.  I never connect it to my online handle.  I don’t know how they got it.

Why bring these things to light? Why bring their wrath on my head every time I expose them for what they are?  Because these trolls have hurt a LOT of people over the past five years; a few of the people hurt are my friends.

People who do their best to track you down and learn “everything about you” when you refuse to give them that information, are stalkers, and no one to give any sort of credibility to.

That’s the kind of people these trolls are: bullies, stalkers, bunny boilers, psychopaths, abusers.  They’ve hurt countless people over the past 5 years with their harassment campaigns and refusal to allow people to come to their own conclusions.

This is what narcissists do to keep their victims under control.  By refusing to play along, we thwart them and their schemes over their victims.  By refusing to play along with the trolls, I become a threat to the triangulation campaign they have been running for years.  And by keeping my own mind, I’ve watched their claims fall to pieces–same as with everyone else who’s tried to control me in the past.

These trolls keep trying to bring me down because I’m a threat to them.  By standing up to them, I take their power away.  And that makes them angry, so they have to find ways to make me feel frightened or small.

You know what?   So what.  The more abusers try to shut me up, the louder I say it.  I proved this to Richard and Tracy eight years ago.  The more these trolls try to scare and ridicule me, the more I speak out.

Lots of people have deleted tweets and closed accounts to get these trolls off their backs.  I just keep blogging and tweeting.  (From my grandpa’s eulogy, it runs in the family. I also have Scottish ancestry: They’re fighters.)  Same thing on Facebook: Most comments are supportive, but I get laughs and snarks as well on my political posts. But that just makes me post more because our democracy is at stake and I’m trying to wake people up to it.

 

So I’m still being stalked…..

Remember last year’s troll brigade?  The mass of stalkers who creeped onto my blog and began checking me out, watching my Twitter, and even found my Facebook even though I don’t use my real name on this blog?

I explain the story of where they came from here.  Basically, because I posted on the Twitter of their usual target, they came after ME.

Yeah, just for that.

Well, their usual target is a fellow blogger.  I don’t think I want to get into all the details here, but I thought they left me alone, only to find that they’ve been watching me all this time: my Facebook, Twitter and blog.

And even though they watch my Facebook, they still think I’m somebody else, ie one of their usual targets.  Which shows 1) how credible they really are, and 2) their lack of simple comprehension skills.

The other blogger has been targeted by them for three years, and even he was creeped out by what they’ve been up to with me.

And that’s why I don’t want to get into detail here: because they’re apparently still watching me, and I don’t want these creepy creeps “correcting” me in the comment section.  But the things I’ve learned–It’s enough to make me feel like the universe just shifted onto its ear today.

I’m not frightened this time around, more amused, but then, it is very creepy the things these creeps have gotten up to.  Such as finding my Facebook when I don’t connect my real name to my online handle.

In case they do creep in here, I’ll post a little meme just for them:

So I'm still being stalked..... 1

Meanwhile, my original blog stalkers, Richard and Tracy–There’s been no sign of them for four months.

UPDATE 2020: I have proof that Sam is who he says he is, so the trolls can pound rocks.  He’s opened up more online publicly and to me.  I will NOT post private proofs here because it’s his business only to post these things and I will not violate his trust.  But publicly he now has a podcast with his girlfriend (who I’ve verified is a real person–and that she has visited him).

On cyber obsession

I seem to have lessened Thursday’s troll threat through a combination of blocking and a cease and desist notice.  But I’m left shaking my head at the whole thing.

Several days ago, I read a comment on a blog post about the trolls’ target, which made a lot of sense.  It said, basically, if you have so much evidence that this person is a scammer, then give that evidence to the police and be done with it.  Especially if they took your money or something like that.  If it was just that you thought you found love but they were a fake, then chalk it up as a learning experience and move on.  The commenter did not understand all the fuss over this person, the websites, the vitriol, the trolling.

I feel the same way about it.  If this person is truly a scammer, then give it to the police to sort out.  Don’t waste your time with setting up hate websites and constantly trolling a person.  If they are truly a scammer, then the police will press charges, and nobody else will fall victim.

Because that’s all I see here, a big waste of time.

Over the years, I have checked out a lot of blogs posted by victims of all sorts of things: various crimes, stalking, sexual abuse, emotional abuse, physical abuse, narcissism, gaslighting, etc. etc.

For the most part, the blogs are a journey from the initial hurt and pain and anger, on to a particular endpoint.  I say “endpoint” because oftentimes blogs end before they get to full acceptance and healing.  But there’s usually some point they get to.  Maybe they leave their abuser.  Maybe they write about the healing process.  But it’s all about venting and then recovery.

But I’ve also seen hate sites, which complain about abuse but seem to be written by narcissists.  They never get beyond the anger-phase, just sit and stew for years, maybe even contemptuous toward people who do want to heal or forgive.

They are full of potential libel, and probably the real name of the offender.  You can tell the site is meant to tear down that other person’s reputation, and make all readers hate the person as well.

I saw one such site which was so full of vicious personal attacks that I was not surprised to come back much later and find it gone.  Apparently the blogger was forced to remove it.

There is another blog–I have not actually seen it, but I’ve read about it from bloggers who have seen it.  Basically, its sole purpose was to rip on the guy who runs Harsh Reality.  It does not seem to have been taken seriously.

As for the trolls who have targeted me, I don’t understand their obsession, either.  As noted above, if they have evidence, give it to the police.  Or let the victims call the police.

That’s what the police are there for.  They also have access to resources we regular people don’t have.  They can sort out true from false, real victims from fake, true leads from people who just want a little fame and attention.  (There are actually people who say they did a crime or know something, when they have nothing to do with it whatsoever.)  They can get things moving in the legal system.

What’s up with the websites?  What’s up with spending all that time setting up hate sites, making fun of a person nonstop, stalking their Twitter nonstop, and bullying complete strangers into agreeing with them?

If someone sees your site and thinks you’re full of bullcocky, then cyberstalking them, sending them high-school mean-girl messages, screwing with them, and bullying them into agreeing with you–Okay, you have no clue how persuasion works.

I mean, come on, how am I supposed to take these people seriously?  If you have a case to make, then simply stating the facts in a mature and reasonable tone should convince people.  If it doesn’t, well then, that’s their opinion.  Move on.

But when you act like a group of children, most people are going to dismiss you as childish, along with any points you’re trying to make.  If you think you have to force and bully people into agreeing with you, then you must realize your case has not been made.

Now, I look at this particular case, the claim that one person is a scammer, with curiosity.  Sure, I’m interested.  Sure, I’ve spent time Googling the person.  I’m still curious, especially now that I’m getting cyberstalked over it.

But the reaction I’m getting from the trolls and a certain ex-troll is, quite frankly,

ridiculous.

And laughable, when you think about it.  The more I think about it, the more ludicrous it gets.

I mean, when you get down to it, I have my own opinion on the matter, but I could be wrong.  I accept that as a possibility.  If I am wrong, then the world is not going to shrivel up and die.  Heck, my own piece of the world is not going to fall apart.  I will not be personally affected.  And a huge chunk of me really doesn’t care one way or the other.  Most of the time, I don’t even think about it.  Then the alleged scammer posts something, I get a notification in my inbox, and I think, Oh yeah.

If I’m right, then hey, I can rejoice that I figured it out.  I can write about the effects that mob-bullying and cyber-bullying can have on a person, and what it must be like to be in the Kafka-esque position of insisting that you exist and are not a figment of somebody’s imagination.

If I turn out to be wrong, then what does it become for me?  It becomes an intriguing little example of how far twisted some people can be, how far they can take a scam.  And that is useful for both this blog and for my novel-writing.

But the trolls and the one who apparently is an ex-troll–I’m not sure because I don’t keep up with those reality show gossip sites, and I don’t read tabloids.  I don’t spend time in the comment sections of gossip sites, either.  I only did that last week to learn something about these people who are stalking me.  (Yeah, I’m being stalked by a group of strangers.  I never so much as spoke to these people online.)

It seems like a huge time-waste to me, full of haters and libel, no matter what the show.  People ripping on the clothes/hair/appearance of the people on the show.  People making up schoolyard epithets for the people on the show.

I’d much rather spend that time creating, reading and learning.  The most I usually do is spend some time in Facebook groups for my two favorite reality shows, and then only while the show is running new episodes.  Then I forget about it.

But I get the impression from the gossip blogs that these trolls are not actually victims of the alleged scammer.  Yet for some reason, they have all decided that it is so earth-shatteringly important that everybody in the world share their obsession, and agree with them that this person is a dangerous scammer, that they feel the dire, driving need to hunt down all dissidents and bully them into believing as well.

Now because of this, I’m getting disturbing messages through my blog: The ex-troll scolds me for not believing (even though I specifically wrote on my blog that I don’t know who’s telling the truth).  She says she doesn’t care, but the tone and words of her message make plain that she does.

The trolls behave like they have a collective age of 12: relentlessly stalking me and others, using Facebook to harass, sending me snarky messages.  Then one seems to extend a hand of repentance, but another turns snarky and derisive.  Okay, so this was all some high-school game by mean girls.  Ridiculous.

I was scared for a while, but now I’m starting to chuckle.  And snort.  I block them, knowing they’re just going to use proxies, but why make it easy for them?  I chuckle as I block another one.

And the derisive messages trying to make me feel like some kind of idiot, or shame me into compliance.

Yeah, doesn’t work.

Because I don’t care what these people think of me.  I shut off the computer and they vanish.

Because well, it really isn’t that big of a deal what I think about their scammer.  Just another curiosity in the reality show world.  It only really matters to the people directly involved.

But this whole thing becomes an odd little demonstration of just how obsessed some people can get.  It has been suggested that people get like this these days because they’ve spent so much of their lives in front of screens instead of interacting with people, that they don’t understand what’s appropriate.  They give into their ids instead of using courtesy and respect.

Except–Well, even my kid understands that trolling is wrong, despite his introversion and love for the computer.

As much as I want to open up the conversation to my readers, I have to shut down the comments.  Because you know the trolls are lurking, watching for anything about them.

Meanwhile, I have to get to bed because some of us actually have stuff we’ve gotta do.

UPDATE 2020: I have proof that Sam is who he says he is, so the trolls can pound rocks.  He’s opened up more online publicly and to me.  I will NOT post private proofs here because it’s his business only to post these things and I will not violate his trust.  But publicly he now has a podcast with his girlfriend (who I’ve verified is a real person–and that she has visited him).

My stalker troll brigade has disappeared

My posts for the past week describe what this is all about, starting here.

I guess the trolls lost interest and went back to their usual target, the alleged “catfish,” once they finally realized I have no connection to him.  But this is something they do: harass people simply for talking to their target, and try to bully them into the trolls’ way of thinking.

Which is one big reason why the whole “catfish” story doesn’t pass the smell test with me.  If it’s true, then just put your story out there, and don’t try to force and harass people into agreeing with you.  This kind of behavior is familiar to those of us who have dealt with abusers and malignant narcissists.

I pointed out their behavior was bullying, and that their websites look like not-credible hate sites, so I became their target.  I don’t like people being bullied, and have been known to yell back at people who pick on my friends.  The “catfish” is not my friend, just some guy whose blog I follow, but it bugged me anyway.

But I stood up to the onslaught, and I’m still standing while they’re gone.  Maybe a straggler comes in here or there, but that’s all.  And the post that ticked them off so much, is still up.

Even my Twitter hits have gone way down, showing a lack of interest from them.  I also went to the Twitters of their usual targets, and started blocking all the trolls I found there.

On Tuesday, I woke up to find a very disturbing friend request in Facebook.  Someone had spoofed my friend Todd’s account, but not in the normal way used by hackers and identity thieves: Both first and last names were spelled wrong.  There was absolutely no attempt made to look like Todd’s real account.  The picture was not the usual studly man or hot woman.  No, this was a scary-looking dude with a sneer and brandishing an “Evil Eye” tattoo on his upper arm muscles.

Yeah.  That doesn’t look like a hacker.  That looks like I picked up a stalker.

Considering what the trolls had just been doing, I was convinced they had tracked my real name down on the Net and were about to make sh** get real.  I had one hand on the phone for the police.

I reported the account to Facebook, and also told Todd about it.  But he was almost certain it was from a Nazi, not one of my trolls.  See, Todd keeps his timeline public, and is always ranting about Neo-Nazis, which makes this plausible.

So I calmed down.  I also spent part of Tuesday reporting two trolls who contacted me on Twitter.  All the troll IP addresses I collected (EIGHTY!!!) are in the comment ban bin.  I use a plugin which sends all spam and blacklisted comments into oblivion, so I never see them even to delete them.

For about 48 hours now, activity both here and on my Twitter has been quiet.  I have no idea why it suddenly dropped off, but I’m finally breathing again and going back to normal.

Crisis over.  Back to reality.  Which is good, because we have to get ready for a remodeling project soon.  That’s plenty to deal with.  😛

 

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