Randy Fowler has written to Madame Arcati wondering why the world's best blogger wishes to punish him ...
Dear Madame Arcati,
You really think I’m under the influence of something intoxicating and trying to curry favour with my brother on having different opinions on totally unrelated topics. The real world is not so black and white as you make it out to be.
I went back and reread the interview I did earlier this year. My answers were truthful and forthright. However some of the questions proposed to me were very condescending in their nature. For example: Question 12- Tell us something about Kevin the world doesn’t know. The question itself implies the answer wants some form of dirty gossip on him. Why?
Now, even though it pains you, ya, that’s believable !! You’re going to "severely punish me for my inconstancy and insincerity on my dramatic change of tune and generously regarding my brother". Once again my attempt to bring a little light to some silly poll on Kevin’s sexuality has failed.
Do you honestly think you can hurt me after the life I’ve lived dealing with my own child abuse, Oh my, I’m shaking in my snake skin boots. What puzzles me the most is why Madame Arcati is now lashing out at me for my own opinions. Does she do this to everyone who submits articles and comments to her web site that she doesn’t agree with?
I have noticed that many of Madame Arcati’s articles don’t receive the number of posted comments as when the articles she posts have the names of Randy Fowler, Stephanie Mastini and Kevin Spacey in them are USED. Sounds like "Sauce For The Goose" to me. I never realized how famous we all are in your tiny little world of blogs. Or maybe she just can’t stand Kevin Spacey, for what ever reasons she might have, and will say anything to fuel the fires of discontent and controversy.
Should I be flattered or surprised that Madame Arcati has now decided to spend so much time, energy and effort in her campaign to destroy me? She’s going to "unleash a fury he has only heard about hitherto in Greek tragedy". Tell me what I’m suppose to apologize for? A]-Telling the truth about my relationship with my brother as it stands today? B]-Bringing to light some of my brothers less than truthful answers to his past and his claiming of events from my life for his own? Those events and memories shaped the character I have become today. They belong to me, Don’t I have the right to defend my past?
What changed my life was to face who I am and where they came from. I have to live and deal with the scars of my own child abuse everyday. Unless you’ve lived it, how can talk about it?
C]- I wonder why the world is so fixated on Kevin’s sexuality? I know that this is not the apology Madame Arcati was hoping to receive from me. I’m still trying to figure The WHY part? This quote from one of your readers says it all. "Never apologize, it's a sign of weakness. "Buddy Ackerman" (played by Kevin Spacey) in "Swimming with sharks".
"Well, there it is"
Sincerely with love
Thank you Randy. Your fate rests with my global audience (though most of them don't know how to vote, sadly - thick bitches). MA x PS Oh, and Stephanie has written to Madame Arcati's and her addicted fans, too ...
Dear Dear, Claire, JP, Non,mastini, anonymist,anons, etc., etc.
Your ignonominousness comments have hit a brick wall...we are tired of the insidious, cut and paste, mental masturbation antics...Appropriately, Madame Defarge's "off with your head" cries apply here...your blogs emulate true abuse and typical behavior of jealous, psychologically fucked human beings...I am disgusted with all of your contemptuous non-mastini's)WE ARE TIRED OF YOUR SATIRICAL MASQUERADING..take off your masks!
..your personas are burnt out..This isn't about Kevin, it's about humanity and respect for the endurance of abusive from family (ironically fathers' abuse) Shakespeare sums up the worth of your statements (devoid of emotion..)
Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
--From Macbeth (V, v, 19)
Follow the yellow brick road and meet your maker..hopefully he will grant you the gift of a heart, but I sincerely doubt it.
Thank you darling. Do write more. I love it!