by Travis Mateer
While posting will continue to range from light to non-existent here at Zoom Chron, I wanted to check in for a quick update about being entangled in defending my rights on so many fronts, it’s a challenge just making it through each day.
I had to remind someone close to me recently that it’s not PLAYING the victim card when you are, in fact, the victim of something.
Let’s say you’re absorbing a now multi-year lawfare assault from a person who must rely on perjury, defamation, and other possibly illegal tactics to stop the range of local coverage you’ve been providing, at great financial and personal costs, to your local community. A community you served in the non-profit sector for a solid decade, it should be noted.
Is that enough to warrant ACTUAL victim status?
Nothing is more important to me than my kids, which makes no longer living under the same roof with them more painful to me than words can describe. While MY words may no longer carry the same weight with the person I shared 25 years with, the words agreed to in a divorce settlement DO have the weight of a binding legal agreement. Since I do understand what TAKING CARE means, I will just say my rights as a father WILL BE fought for, and vigorously.
The people who pull the levers of this world DO NOT care and, I would argue, actually hate the majority of humans who walk upon the earth they brazenly influence. Some of them even go out into the woods to have a little ritual called the CREMATION of care. Look it up if you give a shit.
Rebekah Barsotti’s body was cremated without care for the potential evidence it contained, or the wishes of her mother, Angela. Does anyone care about that? If the media isn’t directing them to care about it then no, most won’t waste the energy to give a shit about the corpses who used to be people, corpses with names like Rebekah and Joey and Johnny and Sean.
I care about seeing my kids and doing what I can to make the local landscape they are increasingly becoming autonomous participants in as safe as possible. My own safety was impacted long ago because I demonstrated a certain carelessness at protecting the influencers in this town from the things I knew were done with the trust and money of a well-intentioned community behind them. Unfortunately that old adage of good intentions actually PAVING the road to hell seems all too accurate.
There are court documents that now exist where I articulate my concern, before a judge, that the director of the United Way is directly involved in the criminal charges I am facing. I also continue to wonder why a State Senator by the name Ellie has my mugshot posted on the wall at the Senior Center, especially as attention gets temporarily paid to the use of mugshots, and the sudden decision by the Missoula County Sheriff’s Office to STOP publishing them–a move that has NOTHING to do with anyone in a position of authority making money from the Missoula Mugs Facebook page, right, Jeanette?
I’m sure Jeannette is right and this screenshots sent to me by a concerned Zoom Chron reader aren’t significant:
If I had the time, energy, or monetary resources, I would look closer at this, but I don’t, and will continue focusing on what’s important me right now.
If you would like to help me with the monetary thing, Travis’ Impact Fund (TIF) is the way to do it, or you can reach out to me about a potential gathering I’d like to host later this month.
Thank you for reading, and for understanding why the material to read will be light for awhile longer.