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How ironic that the Big Hypocrite doesn’t like the truth, when it was he that initially wrote “opinion” and lies about me, and I then decided to defend myself. Fortunately I have the truth on my side.

Originally, the Big Hypocrite told his friends to go after me, and they did. Now he’s continuing to have others try to shut down my freedom of speech. That’s what this is — freedom of speech. The defense of my writing is the truth. The First Amendment applies to me and my blogs, all of them. The following are facts. Since he lied about me on two blogs (that I’m aware of — probably more), it’s perfectly within my legal and moral rights to set the record straight via my own blogs. (Mister Haubrich, on the other hand, was writing lies.)

I have no motivation to invent things or make things up. The truth is what the Big Hypocrite, the militant Minnesota atheist (who wrote he wanted to convert people to atheism), mister iwannabeawriter, does NOT have. If a person attacks me online or anywhere with lies, I WILL SET THE RECORD STRAIGHT. That’s what this is, and what all my communications about Mister Haubrich have been to date. The following is 100% the truth. I write it to set the record straight, defend myself, and make sure people know the facts, for the sole purpose of negating the lies written about me by Mister Haubrich and his gang of Minnesota Atheist friends. Got it?

1) Mister Haubrich (of Minneapolis) sexually molested his own sister, starting when she was 11 years old. He told me this during our relationship as fact.

2) The sexual abuse lasted until he left home for college, or for several years. He told me this during our relationship as fact.

3) Mister Haubrich told me as fact that he would have liked to have had a sexual relationship with his other sisters too, had they been willing, because he had “no taboos”. He told me he had shared this information with his brothers, who he said agreed with him that incest was perfectly acceptable. In his mind, this justified it.

(That is exactly what he told me.)

4) After my initial shock, when I asked Mister Haubrich why he sexually molested his own little sister for several years, he also told me “she was pretty cute back then.” In his own words, he sexually molested a child, his own sister, because she was “cute”.

At first I didn’t believe what he was telling me, but later I did, due to his sister’s behavior. I need to point out what a nightmare it was to realize, then and later, (as I observed their ongoing relationship and what he had done to his sister mentally, which was very evident in her behavior) that I was living with a sociopath who had the ability to really damage someone and feel no remorse. I realized he had no empathy for others.

5) Mister Haubrich was an abusive and occasionally violent husband. I was on the receiving end of this abuse. Shortly after we moved to CA he abandoned me emotionally and I felt trapped. I had no family in CA. The physical abuse and screaming at me, yelling, throwing things, etc. took place a few times throughout our relationship, and always when he was drunk.

6) He had a sexual affair with a gay man one night, soon after I had introduced him as a friend from work. This took place while I was watching (mostly hearing, in another room), to rub it in as abusively as possible. Nothing legally interesting about that, except that it occurred WHILE WE WERE MARRIED and the sexual part of it ended up in our apartment with me literally in the next room. It was a very small apartment and there was no where to go and I wanted to know for myself how far he would go to try to hurt me. I found out.

On that particular night when Mister Haubrich had sex with a man (who was virtually a stranger to him), after the man left our apartment, Mike went berserk. He kicked me, shoved me, threw things at me, screamed at me, and blamed the whole thing on me. He really scared the hell out of me. I had bruises and scrapes from his abuse that night, and I was afraid of him. After that night, I began to see him as someone who would hurt me, someone who was very mentally unstable and didn’t care about me at all. He even thought later that we could go back to normal, but I started making plans to move out. I think he didn’t remember a lot of that night because he was incredibly drunk. I wasn’t.

Amazing, isn’t it? This sexual encounter took place in my own living room, while I was home, around the corner, literally, and this was after several hours of those two men seriously making out in public, in a bar (where I also witnessed this). Before that night he was still my husband. We were still living together and sleeping together. After that night, I no longer considered him my husband. I had to have years of therapy to help me understand all the abuse I suffered in the relationship with Mister Haubrich — especially what occurred on that night.

After that night, I began planning how I would leave. I saw it as escaping from a very damaging relationship that might get even worse. I felt I had to escape to a person who was at that point my best friend, who helped me, who gave me shelter in his apartment, and who became my husband after we moved to MN.

7) Mister Haubrich had several other affairs while we were married besides that one, the others, as far as I know, with women. One was with a woman in her 40′s, who later died of cancer. One affair was with twins. This was while we were married. Only the affair with the man took place literally in my presence. I know about the other affairs because we would occasionally talk and he would tell me about them. I believe he was rubbing details of these affairs in, to try to hurt me and make me jealous. He bragged about the physical attributes of these women. These conversations took place when I was no longer living with him.

8) Mister Haubrich had a very serious drinking problem for many years and I witnessed it personally. When we lived together in MN he was a very heavy drinker, and one night he got a DWI. In CA, he also developed a taste for drugs. He eventually befriended some people who sold illegal drugs. He then sold me illegal drugs after I was living apart from him. He expressed no problem at all with getting illegal drugs and selling them to me. He sold me drugs only once, but said he could get more. I’m not talking about marijuana either.

9) Mister Haubrich tried to contact me many times after I moved back to Minnesota. Then he moved back to MN and proceeded to try to meet with me, and harass me with letters, of all things. My husband had to call him to tell him to leave me alone. After that phone call Mister Haubrich got defensive and began acting aggressively, as he had done in CA. He wrote me a letter telling me that if my husband came to his place of employment to beat him up, (a ridiculous fantasy founded on nothing at all) he would not hesitate to defend himself. I saw his old pattern of mental abuse returning, and wanted to cut all communication with him. I threatened him with a restraining order. I then wrote a letter to him and told him to “fuck off” and never contact me again.

10) After that letter, we had no contact or communication and of course I wanted none. He was out of my life entirely, exactly as I wanted. During that time I didn’t write about him anywhere, but I did talk about him and his abuse extensively in therapy for several years. And of course I talked with my family about him. But all that was private, it wasn’t public. Other than that, I tried to forget I’d ever known him.

11) A few years ago, in researching why the Democratic party of MN had no record of my contributions to them for two years in a row, (for refund purposes) I discovered that Mister Haubrich had been the treasurer of the DFL in St. Paul during those years. Hmm, I thought, that’s weird. I never got my refund forms from the DFL and I concluded that was probably why. Had Mister Haubrich thrown my DFL contribution forms away? That would be illegal. That association from the DFL is how I found his personal blog and then, found his writing lies about me on two blogs. Apparently he had been doing this for quite some time. I continued to infrequently check his blog and saw that he occasionally wrote more lies about me, blamed me for our failed relationship, and etc.

After he shut down his own blog for mysterious reasons, he moved to another blog, where he proceeded to write lies about me. This carried over to another person’s blog eventually. The lies about me got more specific. That’s when I decided he had gone too far. He had begun writing lies that involved analyzing my health, my mental state, my imagined lack of “getting help”, how I “damaged” him, and other things that could affect me and damage my reputation online and offline. I’d had enough.

12) After requesting that his writing about me be removed from this other blog where he had been writing regularly, the request was rudely denied by the blog owner. Mister Haubrich then continued to escalate the situation by having my name published on this blog, my real name, with disparaging comments obviously meant to harm me and do damage to my reputation. He knew I didn’t use my real name online, as is my right, and he knew that printing it there would harm me. He proceeded to do that purposely for the reason of damaging me and further angering me.

This spread to yet another blog owned by another associate of Mister Haubrich’s. This person also published my name and my real names association to all the blogs he knew of. This was a blatant invasion of my privacy. I purposely keep my real name off my online writing (or did up until that point) so this was a serious violation of my privacy and my right to privacy. The request to remove that was also denied.

13) At this point I started doing damage control. This damage control consisted mainly of me a) setting the record straight so the lies Mister Haubrich wrote about me would not stand and b) putting my real name online in association with my ART websites only, not my blogs where I used another name. In fact, nearly all of my online presence does not use my real name, for safety and privacy reasons.

Well, he destroyed all that now. Now it’s out there and I no longer have any online privacy. THAT WAS AN ILLEGAL INVASION OF MY PRIVACY.

14) Ironically, Mister Haubrich then decided my damage control went just too far for him to tolerate. My oh my. It struck me as particularly ironic because he started all this and then when I threatened legal action for libel he and his friends mocked me, belittled me, and wrote disparaging things about me for doing so. My, oh my.

All of the above, and much more I could still write more about is the god’s honest 100% truth. Mister Haubrich was a child abuser, told me he had no taboos, abused me in our marriage, was violent, sold illegal drugs, harassed me, followed me, probably stole from me later in getting rid of my DFL contribution forms, stole from other people while we lived together in MN ( yes, I remember the restaurant supplies, where he was a party to theft from his employer) and basically was the world’s worst husband. He was an asshole. He left me long before I left him.

And he should not have written lies about me if he didn’t want revelations about himself to come out. I guess he believes in a double standard. The difference in our writing is that I am telling the truth, and he was writing fantasy about how I was “unfaithful to him”. What a joke.

It’s such a shame that a grown adult man couldn’t get on with his life 18 or so years after I told him to, but instead he decided to act like a spurned teenager and write about how his mean ol’ ex-wife left him for another man. Awww. Get out the sympathy violins.

If Mister Haubrich had left well enough alone, I would never have written a word about him, as my silence all those years attests to.

You see, if Mister Haubrich been a good husband, or even a moderately normal human being during our relationship, he would not have found himself being left. That’s how it works. Woman don’t leave good husbands.

This all happened a long long time ago, but my memory of the abuse, the abandonment and the shock at things he did and told me is very good.

I never intended to write a word about him until he and his blogging friends responded completely irrationally to my request to remove libel and defamation against me from their public blogs. Then I decided I needed to defend myself.

If I need to continue to set the record straight to defend my name, now that he has illegally violated my privacy by having my name published all over the place when I expressly did not want that done and told his militant atheist friends this, I will do so.

After much deliberation, I purposely decided not to spend thousands of dollars on a legal libel and defamation suit against Mister Mike Haubrich and the blog he was writing his lies on, because that would waste too much of my money and time on an asshole and his asshole friends. I decided it wasn’t worth it.

I have backups and screenshots and yes I have many saved emails from Mike’s squad of harassers.

Mike Haubrich, if you didn’t want me to write the truth about you, you should have never opened the past up like you did, and paint it with lies about me, blaming me for things I didn’t do. You always had a problem taking responsibility for anything you did.

Now finally, again, 20 years later, Mister Haubrich, fuck off. If you continue to harass me and spread lies about me, I will find them, and I will continue to set the record straight.

And I have to say, setting the record straight was nearly as good as the therapy.

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To anyone who has a problem with what I wrote, BITE ME.  It’s the truth. If you don’t like the truth, that’s not my problem.