Sunday, February 10, 2019

Justin Bieber

I read the first few paragraphs of the Vogue article; I'd rather not spend more of my time reading the rest of it, if that's all right with you.

You don't have to be married if you don't want to be married.  It's your life.

I certainly don't want to marry you or date you.  I wish that I had never started interacting with you, which I only did because I felt so hopeless when I moved into my second apartment and realized that I was yet again being criminally victimized by voyeurism.  It is isolating to live the way that the conglomerate has forced me to live for so many years.  I knew that nobody whom I could try to tell in my regular life would believe me and that nobody (in my weird life) who knew that I was telling the truth would try to help me.

Actually, the latter was something that I wasn't sure about, until I finally asked, for months, that someone who knew that I was telling the truth confirm it to those who thought I was delusional, and nobody did.  That was a really horrible thing for you and everyone else who knew that I was telling the truth to do.  Would you love, or even like, someone who had done that to you?

Not only have I now been unnecessarily homeless again for more than a year and a half because of your selfish bullying, you and everyone else who know that I'm telling the truth about the voyeurism that is now criminally victimizing not only me but also people throughout the Boston area are continuing to do nothing to stop it.

I realize that you have grown from adolescence to young adulthood with some very bad role models running the world and that your ideas about how to treat people are distorted because of that.  However, although I can understand why you think the way that you do, I don't think that way, and I have no obligation whatsoever to have anything other than understanding for you.

Perhaps, because I am 20 years older than you are and because I have, at times, also been influential in your life, although not influential enough to deter your corruption by the world's power structure and the sickeningly misogynist and ignorant entertainment industry, I do have some responsibility for the thoughts about your life that I wrote or talked about when I was involved in what you did.  I finally stopped writing and talking about you because I have my life to think about, (in case you hadn't noticed, I live in a crisis called homelessness), and because I didn't think that my shifting thoughts about what you should do were helping you to make a good decision.

I don't want to go back to spending a lot of time talking or writing about you.  I am happier when I don't.  However, it is my impression that you don't really want to be married, and since you have now had a lot of time to think about it, and since the last few things that I said about it were that we all do stupid things when we're young and that there were stupider things that you could be doing, I want to clarify that you don't have to be married if you don't want to be married.  You're young.  You have time.  It's your life.