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Dear twitter,

The user @skaggychicks no longer exists – however, their list still exists.

This list was created as a defamatory action using the word “Skag” which means an unattractive person, usually a woman.

I have taken the liberty of attaching two screen shots for you. One shows the google cache of the profile which shows a gun pointing at their username “skaggychicks” which can easily be implied that someone should shoot the skaggychicks. The other is a screen shot with 13 people who appear on the list as of that time. (screenshots appear below)

I have attempted to remove myself from the list by clicking “block” but I have remained.

Would you please address this problem directly to me and to the public as to why a twitter user would not exist, but their list would still exist. I would also like to know the creator of this list as I feel this list and profile was created to threaten my life and those who are on this list. Under many US states, this would be considered a crime, punishable by fine or jail time. I would like this user to be reported to authorities, either by myself or by you.

I have continued to ask through twitter’s website that there be a way for users to control what publicly viewable lists we appear on. Threatening & harassing lists should not exist without a way to control whether we would like to be on the list. Could you please address this as well.

Thank you for your time,

Webmaster of Moonstarsilverwolf.org
Twitter account: twitter/DissidentMuse

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Today began like any other day – I went to work. I didn’t want to go, but I did anyway. I have stuff I have to do. I didn’t get nearly as far as I would have liked, but I did get farther than I thought I would, so it kinda works out in the end – I suppose.

Every Monday and Friday, I get to have an very awkward conversation with a student who doesn’t understand the concept of personal privacy and there are things I do not need to know. Today was no different.

Today, like every other day, I worked too many hours, enjoyed parts of it but it’s gotten dull. I spend most of my days alone, which in some ways I enjoy, but it gets habitual after awhile and I wonder when I will have moments to break away, to make stronger connections with the friends I have, while forming new friendships with people I do not yet know. I avoid situations that I don’t want to be in – large groups of people, events where alcohol is involved. I’ve just learned to avoid the disruption in my life, though I know that I could easily break out of this routine that I am in if I would just allow myself to enter into those situations – but they have done nothing to make me excited about them and I always end up bored in the end.

I believe my problem has always been the fact that I make friends with everyone, but I rarely make friendships that are deep enough to be close bonds. I know part of my problem deals with the fact that too often people expect me to fit a certain stereotype and so they make assumptions that just don’t work, so I’m always the odd one out.

Anyway, enough being philosophical and back to my day. My day as you can see was boring and the highlight came at the end when something decided to destroy any normalcy, but of course, it couldn’t be something good. After unlocking my trunk to put something inside, my key decided to snap in two pieces and leave half of itself within the lock, leaving me unable to unlock any of my doors or start the car for that matter. Yeah, not good. Luckily, my colleague’s truck was there and his wife was busy teaching a class, so I grabbed it, drove the couple miles home and back to get my spare key so I could at least get home. I attempted to get the key out of the lock after getting home, but nope, it is gone. I can no longer unlock my trunk from the outside (with my key – I can, however, open it with a screw driver.)

So, what awaits me tomorrow? Let’s hope it’s another boring day where nothing exciting happens because I don’t know if I can handle the excitement anymore. It’ll be a long day, I’m giving two tests, attending class & working more on my work, then it’s off to home so I can pack and drive many hours in the morning.

Peace and Love.

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Do you not care that we are spending billions of dollars to destroy people’s lives?
Do you not care that the information that led us into Iraq was a lie?
Do you not care that we are occupying lands, raping women, killing children?
Do you not care that we use U-238 – a radioactive chemical weapon?
Are you ignorant enough to think that you can get your news from your media and they will tell you the truth about the realities of war? The same media that gets fined for showing a nipple during the Superbowl halftime show? Do you really think they feel they can show the reality of war?

During the Vietnam anti-war movement, music played a crucial role in getting people together for the cause. So, here are a series of songs. The first is one about Vietnam. The second is from System of a Down and it discusses Iraq and the third is an interesting take on “Heroes of War” and the message we tell our soldiers, despite the fact that they torture, kill and create havoc on innocent people.

I will not be among the ones who celebrate the return of the solider from war – you deserve no honor, medals or celebration. This is one thing that has definitely changed. Without a draft, we are all apathetic, but the military men & women choose to do what they do – so I do not feel obligated to support their actions. Illegal wars are fought by criminals.

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