by Travis Mateer
For those interested in REAL definitions of what a sociopath is, the screen-shot above should be helpful.
For butthurt narrative controllers who LOVE participating in DEMOCRACY, and who do NOT love a former fellow blogger pointing out his daddy was CIA, then this post will probably be the opposite of helpful.
I suspect it was yesterday’s post about Operation Mockingbird that got my fellow blogger’s britches in a bunch, so when he saw someone on Facebook share a post of mine about Nick Checota, well, it appears he just couldn’t help himself.
Shaming someone for sharing information is a very sad and desperate thing for the son of a CIA man to be doing. Maybe Pete misses the good ‘ol days at 4&20 Blackbirds when he could seamlessly tell readers who to vote for in local elections.
This, of course, when he wasn’t directly handling ballots himself as a “volunteer” for our totally flawless election system.
If the movers and shakers in this town are invested in labeling me as mentally ill, they should at least agree on the defamatory diagnosis before assassinating my character like this, since earlier this month it was supposedly the BID police officer, Amanda, telling a downtown business owner that I was schizophrenic.
If my gutless enemies would like to learn a thing or two about mental illness, there’s something happening this evening at our trillion dollar library. Maybe Pete, Ellie, Susan, and all my other “fans” can attend together.
You can hear a panel discussion on mental health in Missoula on Wednesday, focusing on how it impacts the whole community.
Specialist say mental illness, especially when undiagnosed or untreated, contributes to poor physical health, substance abuse, unemployment, our school drop-out rate, crime, prison overcrowding, homelessness, domestic conflict, rising disability rates and more.
The forum takes place from 6:15 p.m. to 7:45 p.m. at the Missoula Public Library for Mental Health Awareness Month.
I would attend, but I may be busy responding to internal stimuli and/or composing poetry written in my own poop.
Thanks for reading this unexpected midweek bonus post inspired by Pete Talbot!
priceless, ty