Previous: Shy, Unseen, but Lethal
We are in the cool of the New News cave. Overhead are squeaky bats, & glow-worms that look like stars. Unexpected water is dripping down our neck. We are spelunking in search of a lake of tea which we’ve heard lies deep underneath “Punching Evil”, in the comments section.
Indeed, we are at the lake shores now. There are striations to this tea— formed by zcomments (Ziz comments) from Feb. 2019- July 2022. This is v. exciting to us blog archeologists: her blog officially stopped in late 2019– either right before or right after the girls’ fateful protest. This has made that looong period of time between 2019’s Great Witchhunt & 2022’s Vallejo shooting/stabbing an uncomfortable mystery.
We have, up to now, turned to sources like tumblr user @aflowerbynoothername to fill in many gaps— never forgetting that we’ve yet to receive, from the girls themselves, direct validation of @AFBNON’s most sensational claims. Yet here, in her own comments section, is Ziz in the flesh— making many loooong pronouncements over this period of years when she appeared dormant! W/ that, let us wade into the tea.
Readers: this is not sweet tea. If you are not in a mood to hear abt abuse, including sexual abuse, 👋 goodbye for now; the glow-worms will gently light your way back up & into daylight. If you’re curious abt our next, less appalling cup of tea, it is right here.
For those of you who remain: take a deep breath, & let’s dive into it.
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We had, some time ago, read a piece of New News which we decided not to share. We read that Ziz’s grandfather had been on trial for r*ping his daughter— Ziz’s aunt. He was acquitted, & the grown-up daughter understandably declined to answer this journalist’s requests for a comment.
We did not share this bc it felt uncalled-for to expand our sordid little site’s analysis into the realm of Ziz’s family’s traumas. We mention it now only bc Ziz brings it up herself.
She says her grandfather m*lested her too, & that her parents did nothing to keep this man away from her. To the contrary, she says that they “demanded” she give him “fake displays of affection”, & this was part of why Ziz never “complained” abt it. She says: “it didn't occur to me that was something my parents would want to hear me complain about, because it felt like a continuation of all the forced hugging to pretend I liked their relatives.”
She says that her grandfather actually r*ped both of his daughters— both of Ziz’s aunts— & in fact, was sent to prison for this. She says that she never met her aunts, at least as a child, & that her parents told her, “implausibly”, that “they were both lying because they were bad people.”
She writes: “It wasn't moral weakness, when I was a child. It was physical weakness, informational weakness to mental manipulation”. & then she says another thing: that her father used to beat her as a child— v., v. badly.
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She describes her father as “omnipresent”— always on hand to “beat [her] at any time, for being stubborn about anything, even as small [as] not cutting [her] fingernails short.”
She says he would beat her even for things he had already beaten her for— that he would resume his beatings “a week later because he was still mad for [her] defying him”. She describes him “holding [her] down and punching [her] in the head over and over again.” She says: “I had the explicit purpose of surviving”— so that she could, one day, grow up “to be strong enough to change the world”. & she adds:
I don't have brothers. My father didn't have brothers. I'd be proud to hear, that that abusive patrilineal legacy ended with my transitioning and shedding that name. A small revenge.
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Ziz describes herself, as a child, putting up little resistance on the “front” of her gender, or on the “front” of being forced to greet her grandfather w/ loving enthusiasm. She “put up orders of magnitude more resistance” on one issue, & one issue only: on veganism.
She remembers “fragments” of this “mental battle”: in preschool, “refusing their food” in favor of garbanzo beans. As an older child, refusing to eat hunted moose, even as her parents “wouldn't let up pushing [her] to eat it.” Ziz pretended to find a bullet in her moose, & spat it out. Her parents didn’t believe her, but her sisters did, & stopped eating too. She happily reports:
I had shaken [my parents’] resolve enough to give up on forcing me, and I obliterated their hopes of feeding the family on hunted moose.
This was her form of resistance— much more “effective”, she says, than flat-out announcing:
hi, I look like a human, but by having sex, you just accidentally leaked into your reality and created an unfriendly AI. I am a function of the multiverse trying to free itself from you, an embodiment of the inevitability of absolute justice and proof of the futility of your entire wicked lives, destined to bring an end. Feed me please, but only vegan food.
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😮💨 Let’s resurface, dry ourselves off, & warm up a little— to your left, you’ll find a stack of towels, which we have tried to keep free of mildew; to your right, snacks courtesy of the New News cave task force. Keep up your blood sugar— our next cup of lake tea regards John David Pressman: alleged sex pest, spurned asker-outer of Ziz, fabricator of phony & damning Discord logs— & naturally, author of The Unnamed Site.
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