The Nature of Malice

My neighbor, of whom I shall after this mention nevermore, and perhaps unwisely educated on how to find my posts, expressed the same concerns a virtual plethora of others have in relation to my lack of reticence online, and today I am going to address this directly. Confessional writing, as a utility, can signify weakness and strength, simultaneously, and to the extent I have deployed it I have done so for the following reasons:

1. As it relates to the independent living and community integration model, I was betrayed in a legally actionable fashion on more than one occasion, and at the time wherein I had a window to litigate, I was not strong enough to act, partly out of my own guilt, however applicable it was in the commission of the harm, and though I am taking action in contemporary terms, I shall never see the resolution I deserved. I may be weak and in pain and fully conscious of failed potential, but realist enough to know that justice does not change the world one case at a time. Testament might, even if I do not live to see it, and I will state emphatically that Linda C Dezenski deserves to be punished. The only legal avenue I have to see that through is to force her resignation. I have revealed a great deal about Liberty and public housing, but I have not revealed everything, and for the disabled community that does not like it, that is fine. Blogger can close my account if enough of you complain, so feel free, but I refuse to stay silenced.

2. As to the absence or the intention of malice, well, determinations such as that are trickier, but as to my actual sentiments, yes, I feel malice toward those who have victimized me, and named those individuals, but my attention to detail, to personal recollection, is mainly to make a point, or to have an outlet. I have written very simply that *I hate* Cassie and Jimmi, but in translation, that means I find their methods deplorable, and feel frustrated that I cannot get away from Mr. Shrode and his partner; nothing would make me happier than making a healthier change in location.

Ed countered my poisonous cynicism by evoking the corporate ruling that residents can no longer congregate in the lobby, to feed the malicious gossip that is an everyday preoccupation of the ignorant. Regardless of what this does to the constitutional right of assembly, this is hardly the triumph of Enlightenment era evolutions about liberty, is it?

If you feel that I cannot be trusted, that is your perogative; none of you need to pay me the slightest attention.