I realize there might be a certain honor in even having active haters who work every single day of their lives to try their hardest to bury us and our books forever. It goes with the territory it seems.
If I had written some insignificant book on Valentino, they would have laughed it off and carried on. This did not happen because I wrote the truth, Affairs Valentino was and still is a book filled with great content which they will never be able to bury.
It all could have been so different way back when, if they had embraced my new discoveries instead of spreading their false and malicious information about us and the books.
But they have never made their roles in this a secret, being public about it year after year.
No matter how much Valentino memorabilia they cram their life with, I am not impressed. All of the mocking tick-tocking to our deaths and years of posts as ageist cruelties, images of pigs, Satan and toilets, etc., designed to make us suffer, still ring loudly in my mind. Providing a platform to continue such evil ways of targeting us seems to be something some people can excuse. I will never excuse that awful behavior.
Haters arrive when you reach a certain point of achievement imo and as offensive as they all are, I will never be bullied into silence.
