I hate admitting the crap I put out there on the internet in the 2000’s. But one piece of crap I need to avail myself of is Stefan Molyneux.
Molyneux was/is a Market Anarchist who had crowd-sourced podcasts that bordered on guruship. Stefan and his followers. Now, Francois is not a follower of anyone, but they did become internet acquaintances. We had him on the Hellbound Alleee show, and later on we would have these epic long conversations with him.
And that’s where my relationship with him ended. I don’t know what he said, but I was so angry it made me sick to my stomach. I told Francois I didn’t want to be associated with him anymore, and after that, Franc disavowed him–well, actually, he got banned from his show. Then market anarchy became socialism and feminism, and then Molyneux started doddering on about how feminism destroys everything, and so do women. I don’t know why and I don’t care.
So please, forgive my trespasses. Forgive my trespassers, or whatever. I compromised my own values for that of my husband who, Thank “Bob,” has mostly come around. I’m too old to be playing those kinds of games. You would forgive me if you lived with him. That man is a gem, a treasure, a husband whom when you come home from work and see a mess, says “no, no, you lie down here on the couch. I’ll take care of it.” That’s the kind of guy you wanna keep, even if he changes his political views now and then.