Tuesday, July 04, 2017

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He began to say things about the people in my life. He remarked how so many of the women I was around or knew, were angry women. And how that was a reflection of something wrong inside of me.
It was never said quite that bluntly.
    But he made it clear.
    The remarks went on about their little flaws, flaws he understood, how he deeply understood them, so clear as he was on the human condition.
  He first brought up the Jewish conspiracy during the Key West trip. At dinner. I told him I already knew what he was going to say and that I didn't want to talk about it because we would disagree and I wasn't going to be swayed to the belief that a small group of Jews were maliciously controlling the entire world and had been for centuries.
  He also talked about homosexuality as an aberrant kind of mental or emotional illness that he could cure.
  He also talked about child marriage and also about the destruction of white culture.
   Sometimes I would disagree adamantly (like every time he spoke of child marriage) and sometimes I would ask more questions as a way of giving him a chance to not sound crazy. English, after all was his 3rd language and he didn't really grow up in a developed Western nation, so maybe he hadn't been able to properly sort through...I don't know how I was trying to make it excusable.
   It's amazing how much bullshit people will give ear to and accept if it comes from the right mouth.

There was no silencing him about his conspiracy theories, and there was no arguing. He is a freight train.

     When he decided he loved audio equipment, my days were spent driving him around to buy it, and figuring out how to store it for him in my little rented room.

 When he decided he loved scuba diving, my days were spent driving to diving stores and waiting for hours while he shopped and figuring out how to store it in my little rented room.

When he decided he loved archery, my days were spent driving him to archery shops and spending hours waiting while he shopped and figuring out how to store it in my...

     
 

 

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