Unfortunately, Meokeob probably still has access to my private blog. Within half an hour of my asking people on TFH yesterday to report the post, he removed it from his tumblr blog, this after two days of doing nothing. Tumblr has since contacted me. I’ve reported the account and shared the screenshots. Tomorrow I contact Starz legal and PR departments to go on record about this toxic stalking of fans. This environment is not safe for women, and at the very least they should be made aware of the countless women who have been marginalized, demonized, stalked and personally violated. I have said in the past if I feel threatened, I will take action. If it doesn’t stop, I’ll go further. What happened to my private blog is inexcusable. It wasn’t just me who felt violated. It was every single woman who trusted me to keep her words safe. No harm comes to anyone from a private blog — if it remains private. Private conversations are private for a reason. There are privacy laws to protect us from such violations. No one has the right to infiltrate privacy and take it upon themselves to broadcast it at will. The fact that anyone — anyone —would normalize and rationalize this kind of behavior is galling.
I’ve written an addendum to this blog post. Normally I’d put it after the post, but I want to make sure it gets eyeballs. If you’re interested in hearing my further rant, go to my Pufflander Tumblr account and go to the Notes.
Here’s a question some of you need to answer.
If you lock your doors at night, do you expect safety for your efforts, or do you expect your neighbors to break in and go rummaging through your house? If they broke into your house, would you think it perfectly fine that they shared what they found while rummaging in your drawers with other people? “Hey, the Johnson’s have unpaid bills, looks like she has a prescription drug problem, and the son left dirty condoms in his bed.”
How about if someone figures out your password and hacks your account and publishes your emails. Is that ok?
Or, if your teenage daughter has a diary filled with musings about her fears and hopes and wishes. Do you frantically look under her bed, close the door and scramble to read every juicy page? After which, do you post her pages on Facebook?
If you’ve found you’re getting trolled on your Instagram account and you lock to to stay safe, but the troll remained in your followers and posted your locked images on their own Instagram account? Would that be ok, too?
It’s called breaking and entering. At the most it’s illegal, at the least it’s unethical.
I don’t know what happened to ethics in this community.
Have a nice day.
Hi, everyone. Long time no blog. In case anyone is interested, Hilaria Baldwin is still a phony and a cautionary tale of how your lies escape in the craziest of ways.
Anyway, just popping in to tell you a story about my private blog.
Starting with ‘imagine if’…
For those of you who were regular readers of the blog jamesandclairefraser, imagine if this was three years ago, and Jess had decided she’d had it with the trolls, she still wanted to continue blogging, but she wanted it to be a more intimate experience, so she invited a small group to join her as she made her blog private. How would you react to the news? How would you react if any blog you enjoyed reading closed up shop and went private?
Personally, if I enjoyed reading Jess’ blog every day but was only a lurker, I’d be super bummed that she decided to go private. I’d be bummed to lose the sense of community, and I’d be bummed to lose a forum for reading about something I enjoyed. I’d miss knowing what was going on, but eventually I’d get over it and move on. It’s what we do with disappointments, no? We accept that which we can’t have, and we go on with our lives. I assume most of you would do the same, as well. When something ends and we can’t be a part of it any longer, we grieve and move on.
Imagine however, if you reacted differently than the above scenario. Imagine if the idea that you weren’t a part of a private blog kept you up at night, and tormented you. Imagine if you couldn’t accept the fact that Jess had taken her blog private. Imagine deciding that you just had to get into Jess’ private blog, despite knowing you weren’t wanted. Imagine figuring out a way to get into Jess’ private blog because you were certain that Jess was going to talk about you and you needed to know exactly what she was going to say.
Friends, my private blog has under 150 women. Most of them I know, some of them I don’t. One of the people I don’t know has snuck in under the guise of someone else, but they are actually Paul Camuso, Purv, or a combination of both.
Of this I am certain. I am certain because I’ve been spilling some tea lately on the private blog. Tea that would get anyone’s ears pricked. I’ve been spilling 6 years of tea about Sam and Cait. In this deadsville fandom, you would think if someone was going to break into my blog who wasn’t welcome, the first thing they’d gobble up was tea about Sam and Cait, amirite? Of course I am. After all, that’s what folks want the most. New SamCait content. For some reason, however, the only posts that leaked were the ones about Paul Camuso.
I’m no genius, but here’s where my mind goes: “I called out someone on my private blog who I think is a Tumblr phony, and I said I thought they were Paul Camuso. In the two months since the blog has gone private, I’ve written extensively about Sam and Cait but I’ve only written about Paul Camuso twice. In two months the only posts that have leaked were about Paul Camuso.”
Really? How do you know I said that, ‘newbie’? I didn’t say it publicly. I said it on my private blog. Do you really think I’d willingly let someone into a private blog who would betray me in favor of you? Do you really expect anyone to believe you’ve earned the loyalty of anyone to share private blog information in order to protect you, but wouldn’t spread the blog posts about Sam and Cait? (Spoiler alert: they don’t jive with Meokeob’s narrative.) You “researched” my archives, or so you said. That’s the excuse you used to explain how you knew about me. Just a little research should do it, eh? Only 6 years to catch up on. Should take you no time at all. Is that why you called me the “Queen” shipper? Who the hell in their right mind would call me a Queen Shipper? Me, of all people. My shipping days are years in the past which means the only way you’d think of me as a shipper is if you’ve been around a really long time. Say, since 2016. You’re stuck, sweetie. Stuck in the past. Just like you’re stuck on Kim who ignores you, and Contemplating Outlander who for some reason fears you. Why are we all living rent free in your brain? (By the way, it’s cold and empty in here and I’d like a sweater). Why are you researching my archives? Why do you even know about me? Why do you even care about me enough to research my archives? What’s your back story besides living in London, which we all know Camuso did. You’re just a newbie who knows all about Sam from your days in London. A straight white woman who uses a blonde female emoji, who saw Sam in a gay movie and a gay play in London. Whatever you say, Jan. No red flags to see here. Your comments on Tumblr read like datalounge.
There’s a queen here alright, but it ain’t me and it ain’t Jess.
But, I digress. Let’s get to the central issue of someone putting a bullseye on their own forehead. How is it that the topic of Meokeob and Paul Camuso are the only blog posts that are getting leaked from a private blog, when all that new SamCait stuff is being posted? Especially now, when there’s a need for new content? Why isn’t that getting leaked? Why is it that the Matt Gaetz of Outlander goes on the the Tucker Carlson show and outs himself? “Someone emailed this to me.” No, no they didn’t. You panicked. You panicked and you acted before you thought. You posted something that was private (which in itself is a no-no which I’ll deal with separately but hey, you know the law better than anyone), and anxiously showed an accusation about yourself without realizing the people you were showing it to had no freaking idea what you were even talking about. If you hadn’t brought it to their attention, they’d never have known. You outed yourself, genius.
You just had to get into that private blog, didn’t you? You couldn’t be a normal person and wonder what was being said. Nope. You had to do something underhanded because that’s the only way you operate. You just had to know what was being said about you. You had to find out about the PI report. You had to find out what Puffy knows. Once you did, you began to share it with people who would never have known I accused Meokeob of being Camuso if you hadn’t brought it to their attention in the first place. Why not just shine a fucking klieg light on yourself, or pose for a mugshot? “I didn’t do the thing I’m about to tell you about that no one here knows anything about!”
If you Tumblr ladies continue to give this phony an entrance into your world, you deserve him. Just one word of advice and I’ll drive out of here and stay in my own, private lane. Stalkers find the cracks when no one is looking. They worm their way in and if you’re not paying attention, they’ll catfish the fuck out of you. The last thing any of you ladies want is to be engaged in a private conversation with someone who isn’t who they say they are. Take the “L”, Tumblr ladies. Accept you’ve been had by that fat fucker pretending to know about Sam through his time in London and move on. I got snookered by letting someone into a private blog I shouldn’t. Rid yourself of that scourge and keep an eye out. Not everyone is worth the engagement. A little goes a long way. What’s he adding to your discourse anyway, except the repetitive message that Sam is gay and shippers are idiots? You can say all that on your own, you don’t need some sicko catfishing you in order to do it.