I always try to remind myself that it's not okay to reply to a job rejection email with "your loss" or "thanks for the crazy-ass Excel test." #JobSearch#jobhunt PS - started new job this week, so rejections from interviews weeks ago just roll off me.
Some people are saying “this is just how VA works.” One, it’s not. Most veterans don’t get any disability payments let alone 100%. Second, if 100% can encompass both a healthy Platner and a paralyzed veteran, then clearly we need a new weighting system for the paralyzed veteran.
Some of y’all would let a blind man lead you straight off a cliff. He knew about the tattoo. He is lying to you. You are in a narcissistic gaslighting relationship with a weak candidate. This is abnormal and it didn’t have to be this way.
I'd genuinely like to hear someone explain why Elon Musk doing an autistic wave at inauguration was proof that he is a Nazi who needs to be exiled from public life, but Graham Platner's "Totenkopf" tat is NBD and not disqualifying for a Senate run.
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Eric Swalwelll spent over a decade building relationships, serving in government, etc and his entire campaign burned down in about 48 hours. Everyone abandoned him
Platner is just some random dude with a Nazi tattoo lying for disability checks and so Dems are MAGA levels loyal?
High key, it feels like the DNC is in a domestically abusive relationship with the DSA, where they constantly belittle and berate us, and then they try to gaslight us into believing they’re on our side.
This is what really gets me. Maine Dems have been itching to take down Collins for decades and they finally get an ideal year and instead of running any of the nearly 100 state legislators we get some total rando that clearly was never properly vetted like… what are we doing.
Anyone who has ever extracted themselves from a relationship with a narcissistic abuser knows it isn’t clean or easy.
I cringe remembering how many times I tried to play the “cool girl” or fawn in response to what was clearly abusive, coercively controlling behavior by Graham.
I also know how dangerous it is to become the target of a narcissist — so even long after our relationship ended I continued to be upbeat any time he reached out, though I would also immediately shut down any attempts on his part to initiate flirting or romanticizing of the past.
Yes, the day I saw him announce he was running I wanted to make sure people knew he had a Nazi tattoo — and I was terrified he would find out it was me.
But of course he knew it was me.
What’s ironic is I absolutely never would have shared my story if he hadn’t been relentlessly attacking my character behind the scenes for months once the tattoo story came out.
I tried to signal that I wasn’t the source and stayed completely silent about him on social media even as most of my friends posted regularly about what a bad person he is.
But then in early April the New York Times came to me. I asked how they got my number. I said I was not interested in sharing my story. They said but wait—there are other women. Women terrified to tell their stories, too, and you need to band together. WE will help you. We will protect you. Men can’t keep getting away with this.
Hours before their first call to me I saw Eric Swalwell’s name plate get removed from his office door in Cannon. It felt like fate.
I welcomed the two journalists into my home days later, nervous and overwhelmed. Justin Fairfax had just murdered his wife and himself the previous day and even conservative pundits were conjecturing that “if only those women hadn’t accused him of abuse, this never would have happened…”
But I told them my story. I let them take pictures of my diary pages. I sent them screenshots of messages and gave them phone numbers and contacts. It was excruciating. I was surprised by what details I remembered, and as I poured through old messages I was horrified by how much I had forgotten.
I explained very clearly that, like many women abused by their partners, I had not told anyone about his violence at the time—I had covered for and defended it. I accepted his earnest apologies. They said that’s fine because the diary entries and my on the record story was enough.
They connected me to two of the other victims so we wouldn’t feel so alone. I insisted to each of them that I trusted the NYT journalists and that we were doing the right thing despite their (sadly very accurate) sense that something was wrong.
One of the victims and I realized our relationships with Graham overlapped completely - he had been cheating on both of us the entire time we were together.
I should note here that my life is just… beautiful. These are the best years of my life. Raising two young girls in a safe, beautiful neighborhood where I work from home and shuffle my children from dance classes and soccer to church events — I am blessed far beyond what I deserve with wonderful friends and family and the most loving, brilliant husband in the world. Why would I blow my life up like this? Why would I risk the psychotic doxxing from violent leftist activists?
Because while I have been terrified to come forward I decided this was the “hard right thing” to do. The guilt of staying silent has nagged me.
Most therapists recommend a “gray rock” approach to extracting yourself from narcissistic abuse — it works really well, but it is a gift to the abuser, allowing them to persist in their delusion that they’ve done nothing wrong.
I couldn’t stay silent as he continued to lie and lie and lie. I want my daughters to boldly speak out if they’re ever abused as I was.
Democrats need to stop thinking "Maine, Maine, Maine" and they need to start thinking about the entirety of the party & the midterms. I get the importance of the seat. But there are a lot of other seats too. He will drag us all down with him. Cut the loss. Cut the liability.
Josh Barro on Platner:
“Graham Platner doesn’t work for a living. As The New York Times reports, the bulk of his income comes from a military disability pension of approximately $60,000 a year. The pension doesn’t mean he’s too disabled to work — he is, after all, currently seeking the job of U.S. Senator — but his recent non-campaign endeavors seem more like hobbies than a career. He runs an oyster farm that principally sells oysters to his mother’s restaurant. He earned a small stipend as his town’s harbor master: $3,000 last year. He lives in a $205,000 house that he bought with a $200,000 loan from his father.”
What a resume.
This is not even the sexual assault story that is allegedly coming, but it shows Graham Platner 1) knew damn well he had a Nazi tattoo. And 2) committed domestic violence.
Nazi tits needs to drop out of the Maine senate race immediately.
I've known Lyndsey a long time and we all would hang out at Tune when she and Graham were dating. As her friend, I was never comfortable with that relationship because of how unhinged he was. And she told me he had an SS tattoo long before it became public. Her word is solid.