I just have to say this.
I have more combat tours and significantly more time on the military than that JackWagon from Maine.
I have been diagnosed with PTSD also but never once did it occur to me to get a Nazi Death Head tattoo.
In fact, if one of my guys did, I would have thrown them the fuck out of the SEAL Teams.
Anyone supporting that guy might as well get the same tattoo.
This is despicable.
It is ABSOLUTELY amazing that they tried to end Hegseth’s nomination over an overtly and socially acceptable Christian tattoo by calling it Nazi symbolism but actively pretend that an actual Nazi tattoo is nbd.
*Amazing but not surprising.
Well this sucks ...
We just caught Michigan rep Tim Walberg disclosing new buys of Exxon Mobile $XOM, Eaton Corp $ETN and Chevron $CVX.
There’s 3 reasons it stood out:
1. Walberg sits on the House Committee on Natural Resources, which has direct jurisdiction over energy leasing on federal lands
2. Each one of those investments is up double digits
3. He disclosed 14 months late, making it impossible to tail him
Don't worry though he'll be fined ...
$200.
@robbystarbuck@HelloFresh I haven’t seen any of your content since forever. I just went to your page because I remembered you existed. Sorry to see this post though!
All I’m seeing is Graham Platner 🙁
Wait Graham Platner got a 100% disability rating from the VA? Why isn’t that the biggest scandal of the whole campaign?
In another era a clearly healthy young man running around with the same rating as a paralyzed veteran would be an outrage even if he wasn’t running for Senate
Meet Mary.
She’s a voter in Maine.
Mary is asking Senator Collins to fight for the SAVE America Act.
“We need integrity in our elections.”
“None of us want to see you lose to an outright communist.”
CC: @SenatorCollins
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.