Data queen!

So...because of all these continued shenanigans and repercussions in my life, I've been forced to look over the logs and data that I have. Turns out: I kept damn good records. The difference between someone who SUSPECTs that something naughty has happened and someone who KNOWS that something naughty has happened is damn good data collection and rigorous, externally verifiable analysis. And I have both.

I'm wondering how I should publish this. It might make an excellent academic paper. Or an op-ed piece. Possibly a set of short stories, or essays. The possibilities are endless. This was what my painfully-earned education bought me: the ability to collect data, crunch numbers, and recognize patterns.

Why couldn't you have left us alone? Would it have been so awful to let him make his own decisions?  What's next? I publish your misdeeds and you crash my computer or spread a lie about me? I hate what you've done. I hate the effort you've expended for the sole purpose of destroying things. Why waste your energy on this?

I hope that you've been collecting data, too. It should show you that I don't lie, and that I don't back down when the cause is righteous.