The backstory to this little back and forth on Substack Notes is tedious, but you can look it up using the names you see below if you’re interested.
This is Cluster B, a prime illustration of their tactics.
This woman is an aggressive, Robin DiAngelo-style white woman. Her online presence centers around her race and social activism. She presents herself as the penitent white woman who has learned how essentially evil she is, and (look at the good I do!) the “work” she’s putting in to repent.
Context for the image below: This woman’s mother, sadly, was murdered at some point in the past. As you see, she stretches this to the point of breakage to position herself as a “family member of a homicide victim” who is being “sadistically” abused by a white man (me).
What you don’t see, of course, is how she originated the aggression. And she did, re-Stacking a post by a smart, based man and accusing him of misogyny and every possible “ism.”
This is Cluster B. This is covert narcissism. It’s the broken wing camouflage.
It’s also briar-patching.
Women like Chandra are bellyaching all over Substack, screeching at the owners and staff to “moderate hate speech.” They are learning, to their disbelief, that Substack is not Twitter. The Substack owners are not interested in implementing their gynocratic rules.
This is what happens when a certain type of woman who hasn’t been told no for about 10 years is suddenly told “no.”
And it is glorious in mine eyes.
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Now I'm waitin' for someone to introduce me to a power throuple.
The irony is really rich here. A woman who had the astonishing good fortune of a loving mother, and then lost her in a tragic way, complaining to *you* and weaponizing that loss in conversation with *you*. It's as if an American millionaire became poor and then demanded sympathy from a North Korean.