If The Modern Woman Is Not Capable Of Being Accountable For Anything Anymore Then America Is Officially Post-Family – by Travis Mateer

Two years before Lindsey Clancy murdered her three children I got a lesson in feminine accountability from my ex-wife, who successfully flipped getting caught violating our parenting plan into somehow casting herself as the victim because she was worried about my reaction when I found out my daughter had already been introduced to a new boyfriend before I even knew this person existed.

Here’s the language of our parenting plan stipulating how introductions to new romantic partners SHOULD be conducted:

And here’s the text I got after my mother let it slip that my kids were being introduced to a romantic partner behind my back:

Amending the parenting plan would have taken money, which I don’t have, so when other violations have happened–like not honoring the date I should be informed about summer vacations–I just have to accept it.

Actually, it should probably be amended to something like Mother shall have priority to do WHATEVER SHE WANTS TO DO, because that’s my current reality for the foreseeable future.

My ex-wife still has a good relationship with my Father, who recently confirmed he wouldn’t allow me to see my own daughter because of how openly and honestly I’ve communicated my hatred of him. Since my father’s house is the place where I get to see my kids (who I have uncontested, 50/50 custody of), his control and recent mocking of my limitations haven’t improved how much I resent this man.

Daddy is correct, I don’t have a car or the gas money to drive to Seattle to pick up my own son from his trip to Japan. I don’t even have the ability to leave the state of Montana without permission. And because my limitations have made retirement a drag for Daddy, I was told, at one of my lowest moments, that Daddy is putting his house on the market and fleeing town.

Here’s his reasoning:

I’m putting this dirty laundry out for others to see because I know my family is not the only one being destroyed by the larger forces we won’t collectively rise up against.

Before 2020 I had come to terms with my why my father was emotionally retarded and financially controlling, but the “pandemic” changed all that. I stood up against IMMENSE PRESSURE, not just for me but FOR MY KIDS, who Daddy thought should get jabbed to keep him safe. Any consideration I had for this man was obliterated after that and it never returned.

Amidst this pressure to jab my kids my ex-wife’s resolve faltered because she wanted to keep riding around in airplanes like the privileged brat she turned out to be. Thankfully THE MAN in the house stood strong, and my kids are healthier because of it.

When I asked to simply be a part of the conversation with my own kids about Grandpa fleeing with Grandma to another city, I found out those conversations were already happening, again, behind my back, just like finding out yesterday my ex-wife is house shopping.

It must be nice to NOT have to adhere to any legally-binding documents when you know the father is a broke loser despised by anyone who matters in this stupid fucking town.

In America your rights begin as an extension of your bank account, and they expand on the cultural currency of victimhood, which brings me to my final point: Patrick Clancy’s lawyers should aggressively litigate EVERY WOMAN who implied he’s somehow responsible for the killing of his three children. Every. Single. One.

If that doesn’t happen, the American family is cooked.

I hope my own family can find the peace they are looking for, wherever they think that may be, but I learned something critical in 2020 that I won’t soon forget, and that’s how much those larger forces–the powers and principalities a supposed Christian man, like my Father, should be more discerning of–HATE HUMANITY, and what better way to destroy us than making the already difficult task of men relating to women, and vice-versa, totally impossible.

To help support the dogged persistence I’m bringing to all facets of my fucked up life, please consider donating to my new GoFundMe page. Any little bit helps.

Thanks for reading.