Sunday, February 6, 2022

In the Name of Valentino - 2

I received a comment chiding me about name-calling. No one can ever, ever call me out on name-calling and especially Terhune and Bret ( that “Valentino Studies Whatever”). I could call them names for the next ten years, every single day, twenty-four hours a day and barely be breaking even with those two. Bret can do nothing but name-call and in 2010 when those two began on me, they ran rampant.

I must emphasize they are still at it, but since then there has been some awareness about online bullying... not much... but back then I was called things they would not dare today. My friends, my family and loved ones, my Dad, Michael Morris were all savagely name-called and in sexual ways and in posts which are not appropriate for posting here. Some of those are public record as court's evidence which I filed in the defamation lawsuit I won handily v. Bret Batista Morris.

The hubris of them and their lackys to even try to act wounded by me at this point is colossal; epic hubris on their part. Shall I begin to post all those corpses having sex images Bret found so funny to post the first couple of days after my Dad died? Or perhaps all those images Terhune has posted for me of madwomen, satan, toilets, pigs and bibles? Enough said. So the two of them just might have a little bit of it coming back their way because karma is a bitch. I have had enough and am not taking it laying down anymore.

They are, to quote my dearly-departed friend and mentor Father Michael Morris, “The Devil's Brigade” and “Satan's Angels”. After all this time people are angry about and disgusted with what they do and that includes me. It stands to reason some arrows will be flung their way. It is so deserved.

So me calling them names? I have barely gotten started. I fight back.

From the archive (Fair Use Guidelines)....Terhune's, "Literary Critique":


And a poem (below) Bret wrote to me when he heard my father died. He began a highly-sexualized theme of incest and so traumatized me it pains me still to even think of my father's death. David Bret deprived me of any sane mourning for my own father. I apologize for the grossness and believe me it is a huge file under the heading of “My Dad” and every entry is more obscene than the last.

From Bret:


“When it comes to sex, Evie's brave,
She keeps her dead dad in a cave,
"I know it's disgusting,
But he only needs dusting,
And think of the money I save!"
When alive, his hole was so tight,
He could keep those cheeks clenched all the night,
But the sphincter Zumaya
Is now mashed papaya,
Just like tonguing a bucket of shite!”


And some general posts from the file:

Bret doxing me by posting my personal information. I had to change my phone number. 



For a while Bret posted on his many blogs that I lived in "La Bella". It came up in a search he did on me because I posted a picture of the Falcon Lair driveway as it merged onto, "Bella Drive". And Bret wrote a book on Valentino and did not recognize the address? Here he is going after my Dad again. 



13 comments:

  1. Bret wrote a truly disgusting poem about Evelyns dad. So whoever chided Evelyn for calling the " team " names or the commenters putting them down , they have been doing it for years. Many people and commentators are not believing what these people are saying anymore , they are getting outraged by all of this.

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  2. How is it that Bret is not confined within an institution? These examples of his “work” should be presented to the NHS with the demand for an explanation as to how a person with a mind so abnormal and depraved was permitted to care for patients. Unless, of course, the whole nursing bit was yet another piece of self dramatizing fiction. And to those misguided individuals scolding Zumaya and Floris for name calling: you are barking up the wrong tree. In the name of decency you should urge Terhune to shut down the blog he runs illicitly under the name of Zumaya’s book. I guarantee you his name would never again be referenced by Zumaya and Floris.

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    1. Well said! And this blog is not being disguised as anything but my personal blog. I comment under my own name and there are no administrators. Its me. Not pretending to run a "literary critique". Just setting the record straight about me and my beautiful husband Renato.

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    2. Renato is a beautiful distinguished Italian gentleman.

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  3. I agree with the comment above. Why are you scolds berating Evelyn and Renato? Why don't you send TRT and Bret a lecture on civility and human decency? Hasn't Evelyn provided enough evidence for you to realize who the actual tormentors are?

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    1. Precisely. And notice my watermark on my photos which Bret stole and posted for years. Shameless.

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    2. Some nerve of Bret.

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  4. Thank you so much for promoting my beautiful poem. So glad you appreciated it.

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    1. Hey Batista, why don't you share your poem with your friends on Mad About the Boy?

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  5. Not a beautiful poem.

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  6. Evelyn is a loved woman , her friends and family.

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    1. Her family and friends love her. And she is not alone in this fight. I will promote her books

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