It's been a hard night. I've been busy with my new blog on Livejournal, carrying over the entries and reproducing everything. I'm exhausted.
It didn't take long for the vile vendetta squad and their wombat hangers on to sniff some blood. They've been carrying on their evil and malicious libels, spreading a hurtful rumour that Satanic Blogger.com had deleted some of my bloggs.
This is just not true.
The bloggs weren't deleted. They, erm, evaporated. That's OK with me. I didn't want them anymore. They were past it. Old. Not wanted. That's why I've spent from 10pm to 5:30 this morning copying everything. Because it's not important.
I think Jesus must be feeling glad he didn't suffer as much as I do. he only had Judas to contend with. I've got a whole fleet of wombats.
But, when we chat, I tell him not to bother his pretty little head. He is a sweetie. I'll get through because I believe in truth, justice and beautiful precious research. "You're such an inspiration", He tells me. "I am", I respond humbly, "I am".
It would have been quite enough having to deal with the Special Branch PR Unit on it's own. But of course I wouldn't have had to. Exactly what Special Branch officials opposed to my research needed, was for a small pack of stalking abusers to make false allegations about me which they could massively use as a lever to discredit me. In fact, they were fairly desperate for anything to use. And The Met are attempting to do exactly this.
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