To Those Who Call Me Paranoid: A Pedophilic Comment
I was recently left a comment by someone claiming to be a pedophile. I battled with myself whether or not I should post this because I wasn’t certain of the agenda behind the comment, if the person is a factual pedophile or someone just trying to get a rise out of me and other anti-child abuse activists.
I have exhausted my brain looking at this comment from every angle. I decided this morning after much personal deliberation and wise council from others in this field to post it because the message is here, regardless of the intent of the poster. I believe it is a clear cut example of just how little paranoia is in play during our assessments, and just how on the mark we are with the deviousness we warn people of what we fight every day.
It is in the best interested of all those who see us as paranoid, who believe we over-exaggerate, and of parents who don’t believe it’s really “that serious” to read this comment well and never forget the words.
My response to this piece of garbage follows:
Dear SMP – Your site is very informative and thorough. You have done your research. My favorites are the blogs about symbols and the car decals. I say my favorites because I laughed until my stomach hurt. You are asking yourself why. Because dearheart you think people care and pay that much attention. Because dearheart you think you and the antis can really stop us. Because dearheart you think parents really pay that much attention and society gives a hoot about your so called awareness. We both know you’re right. What do you do when no one cares, though? Do names of children on cars help me find my next little friend? Names on cars help me put a name to the child I photograph and masturbate to for weeks to cum. Names and school stickers and sports decals help me to find that child again for newer photographs. Who knows? If the fantasy becomes a favorite, I may decide to make the encounter real, and because mom and dad gave me all the information I need to find Jenny or Johnny, I know that if I want to make fantasy become reality, it will be easy as pie. I know I won’t have to try hard like I might with the other kids I photograph. I keep these kids in a special folder marked “someday.” Grooming you and your friends talk about is the next step but you don’t mention that it’s the most entertaining. We are masters at the game and when we win it makes the lovemaking with our new little lover sweeter. Where did you find the information on the symbols? I am impressed at how thorough you were but you didn’t mention that we have our symbols in places people use every day. We do not adhere strictly to the shapes you posted. We can modify them slightly and still recognize other girl and boy lovers. I am sure you have seen the new necklace designed by Jane Seymour. You probably have a pendant of your own. The ladies like them. So do little girls and little girl lovers. When asked about mine and why I wear a bit of woman’s jewelry, I say it is a reminder of my dead wife and child. Don’t you know, people don’t like talking to widowers because it is a sore subject. They would rather change the subject fast, and so I escape further prying into my necklace that signals other girl lovers that I am a GL. For my BL attraction, I don the wiccan triple knot. I know too of GLs who use the Roxy surfer girl heart logo and BLs who use the pagan vaulknot. These are both variations of the GL heart logo and the BL triangle logo but the public will never know the difference. See dearheart you and your firends will never make a difference. We are everwhere. We use everything. For every one child you claim to “save” we add another 100 to our list. You should join Peta where your work will have more value. People care about abused animals. They don’t care abut abused kids. Haven’t you figured that out by now? If people cared you would hear about it on the news and in movies. You would see it in papers. You would hear it on the radio. Your biker friends don’t do any good with their little show that only a few people listen to. Your Absolute zero friends only piss and moan, maybe take credit for some pedophiles they expose but they are only thinning out the herd. If they are a weak link, they deserve to be caught. It exposes those among us who cannot be trusted and depended on. Antis make it so easy for us. Society makes it even easier. The more you antis cry about sex with minors, the quicker society turns away from you. Nobody wants to hear that shit. They want to know about celebrity gossip and the ozone layer and how Obama is going to save us from our own stupidity. You posted about Obama’s choice for deputy attorney general. That didn’t tell you t hat you are in a losing battle? Our own president doesn’t see anything wrong with child love. He picked our defender to control the rules you antis want enforced to cram your morals down peoples throats because he knows you’re ignorant and behind the times. People are coming to our side by the thousands. People make fun of Chris Hansen and his catch a predator series because sex with children is acceptibale and idiots like Hansen and you are thinking in the past. Everybody wishes they could have expereinced love the way we give it to children. Admit it. You fantasize about being a virgin again. All women do. It’s in all of the romance novels. You fantacize about being a virgin and being taken by older, stronger men. The heroine struggles at first but when its over she loves him and is devoted to him. There are no virgins over 13 anymore, so our AOA has to go lower every year. Some do it for virginity. Others do it for the youthful body. I do it for both. If hair has begun but the body is still to my liking and it is a virgin, I help my little lover shave and encourage him or her to keep it smooth. More proof society accepts child love. Shaving the pubic area is reminiscent of pre-puberty. Men who enjoy women only when they shave are admitting to their attraction to pre-pubescent girls. Women, in kind, who prefer shaved men. All the more popular adult porn movies feature clean shaven stars. They shave their pubic area, their legs, their chests, their rear ends, their arms, their faces, their arm pits. They have no hair to speak of other than that on their head. This is pre-puberty and this is what people crave. I bet you are shaved and your husband prefers that. You are such a hypocrit. Your man wants a child in his bed and you give that to him. All you antis are child lovers who haven’t admitted it yet but you will. When you do and you act on it, please take pictures. You know where to find us. We’ll be waiting because we will never go away. Society won’t make us go away and there is nothing you can ever do to stop us.
Dear ILoveLGLB [LG = Little Girls, LB = Little Boys],
I’m not exactly certain of your full agenda, although mocking us and attempting to dissuade us from our efforts to destroy you is a given (scared much?). Perhaps you are a real pedophile, perhaps someone who has some beef with me.
I looked at your comment from every angle trying to determine if I should even acknowledge it, if it was real, and if I should report it as I do all pedophilic messages I receive. I, then, decided the best course of action, other than addressing your pitiful attempt at disheartening me, was to simply turn over to the FBI and your local law enforcement your comment along with your information gathered as soon as you visited my site (IP/ISP hiders only do so much – there is still the server and so forth). Let them sort it out. At the very least, your pedophilic references will award you a comfortable spot on their watchlist for years to come. Have fun with that.
I won’t say much about the things you said about children or me, as you’ve done yourself more damage than I could ever do by pointing out the obvious. I will simply address your over-inflated ego that has you believing there is nothing we can do to stop you and that I, actually, care more about you or myself over the safety of children.
Let me make it abundantly clear that I don’t give a fuck what you think you can do to me to stop me. I don’t care what people say about me, what people do to me, how many friends I have or don’t have.
I am the person who, if you try to physically hurt me should I speak up, can turn on you and slit your throat.
I am the person who, if you blackmail me, will broadcast whatever it is you think you have on me to the world and then expose every dirty little secret I know about you that you never knew I had.
I am the person who has called child protective services on her own family member.
I am the person who will throw away a 10 year friendship with no regrets to see a person I called best friend behind bars for abusing, or allowing to be abused, her children.
I am the person who will bring down an entire institution, whether I’ve supported it or not, as soon as I find out they have permitted or perpetrated child abuse or in any way child endangerment.
I am the person who would physically torture the man in her life if he ever touched her child in an inappropriate fashion.
I am the person who would not blink should every adult human on Earth cease to exist.
I am cold. I am steel. I am vigilant. I am the last person you ever want on your ass for hurting a child.
All I am here for on this Earth is to protect children.
When I was 5 and all of the other kids were sharing their “when I grow up” dreams of being policemen, nurses, doctors, teachers, etc.., my only desire was to be a guardian angel. Through grade school and high school, that secret wish never faded.
One can believe all of my suffering was fate’s way of preparing me for my chosen destiny. One can believe it was a God’s “gift” to make me the kind of guardian angel it would take to protect children from the likes of you. Whatever the answer, it matters not. The only thing that matters is that I am your worst fucking nightmare and I will NEVER go away.
Sue me, slander me, abuse me, threaten me, arrest me …. You cannot gag me. You cannot scare me. You cannot dishearten me. Mother fucker, you cannot stop me. It is my destiny. It is my calling and it is my passion. I will NEVER go away. Believe what you will about the afterlife, but neither heaven or hell, enlightenment or nothingness will even stop me. On the contrary, death awards no boundaries … and no rules.