First of Many. Correcting the Rubbish

For obvious reasons there are many lies out there that I am simply not able to discuss as they are part of an ongoing investigation. However there are some facts that I can’t see a problem in correcting – The latest of the blogs that I will comment on (I’ll work backwards eh?) is from the Twitterati blogspot thingy. I’m not going to link it – because it doesn’t deserve to be looked at. If you’re desperate you can Google it.

Now I’m not the best writer, and my concentration is low at the moment so let’s just take this paragraph by paragraph.

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Yes my world is bizarre and yes I have PTSD. This means that I have trouble sometimes putting things in the right order or my concept of time can get screwed up now and then. So it’s a good job that there are documents to help the police ect put everything in the right order and to clarify dates. It doesn’t affect my memories of what happened and dates can be pieces together by many other means. I’m
sure many of you can remember significant events, but not exactly what year it was and have to sit down and work it out. It’s human memory. Get over it.

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The ad was from what I can work out probably originally written in 2010. From the tweets you can see that I thought it must have been written in 2012/13. This is because the ad apparently mentions the shop I owned which indeed was in Conisborough & was indeed a cute little red-brick vintage shop a few miles from my home. I did not get this shop until sometime in 2013, which is clearly why I thought the ad was written then. It turns out now I’ve had a chance to look that it was originally an ad written for my wedding stationary business which I started and ran from home on a part time basis – mainly EBay from late 2010 after I got married – hence the review being from 2010 – this ad was then clearly AMENDED in 2013 to include the shop.

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Yes 2010 was the year I got married. August if it makes any difference to my stalkers – but the shop wasn’t set up then. I got sober in May 2013 (the 7th) again if it really matters, then I had a period of being in hospital so the shop probably opened in the last third of 2013.

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PPS was run until I had some “personal issues”. Trading under a limited company for a time and VAT registered I only completed one complete pub opening and manager training under the LTD company – which lasted about 3 month. This was approximately 2010 as it was before I got married. Before that myself and my partner ran pubs from when I was 19 onwards – basically until we were married. After 2010 I basically couldn’t be bothered to log in and change my linkedin – as I had more personal pressing concerns for years – until I opened the shop in 2013 – which is obviously when I next logged in to change my linked in.

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Yes. I have always worked my arse off. Studying, then being out at work was my saviour in many ways.

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The rest of the blog details where I went to school ect – all of the facts surprisingly accurate for a change, and then discusses/dismisses my CSE in teenage years which I cannot discuss due to the investigation.

Tune in again soon for the next blog. Better than 140 characters eh?

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12 thoughts on “First of Many. Correcting the Rubbish

  1. Hi Esther why are they all obsessed with you?
    Apart from the bleeding obvious which is discrediting you and all the others

    A bit like the raccoon paedophile apologist blog where they have ” fun ” taking the piss and calling survivors ” greedy compensation seekers ”
    Which doesnt makes sense Because how would thousands all make up stuff to get money
    Of which I read it’s not a lot any way as if that’s the be all and end all

    Anyway keep calm and carry on ( battling)

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  2. Hi Esther why are they all so obsessed with you?
    Apart from trying to discredit you which begs the question. . Er… Why? When did they get the job of being VIP paedophile lawyers cum public relations bods

    Silly old me I thought that crimes against children were bad things
    However in back to front land like raccoon island
    Where all survivors are ” compo seekers ” because as we all know….( all together now) it’s a. ” witch hunt ”

    You would think by now they would find a better song to sing
    But no using their lazy arrogance they presume that dumb down public would fall for that and just go along with that.

    Did you see modom raccoony loony attempt to trash and mock victims she was having fun with the twitter spats as only a poisonous old hag who think s she is oh so clever when she isn’t.

    Oh well keep calm and carry on screaming eh?

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  3. Troyhand says:

    Esther.
    These losers who try to discredit you by stalking and parading your life online are a tired tribe of mocking-apes. They mock everyone and everything because they know they are a mockery of human achievement. They are losers in all things that matter: friendship, family, integrity, growth, compassion, fidelity. They look at the world as a hospice that must attend only to their needs, their pain, their failings. And, Lordy, are they failed.

    They spend hours and hours every day trying to harm the vulnerable because any attention given away from their worthless centrist crappy vision is a sin in their eyes. They are the one-all-be-all of cleverdom in their self-chuckling cell. I imagine that when they walk in a crowd and see that no one gives a shit about them, they carry an extra weight of self-loathing on their backs. And being the cowards that the are, everyone else is to blame for that hatred, not them.

    So they dose and overdose in self-importance. With no moral code to follow, no God to answer to, no heritage to respect, they are free to harm, inflict, degrade, trample anyone to get to that moment of “Ahhhh!” That fleeting orgasmic rush of satisfaction that they have changed someone, affected an outcome, [shit in a punchbowl]. Low-grade automatonic morons who delude themselves into believing that being sinister is winning, that being clever is wise.

    Take heart, Esther, in knowing that your life needs no defense because your good soul offends the ugly trolls that only wish they were loved as you are. Not the greedy demanding lust for affection that they demand from others to cover their sores, but a simple choice of loving someone’s being out of respect and admiration for how they carry on.

    Every tweet and post you make tells us that your heart is pure and your story is true. In that strength of being, your friends love you for that.

    Every tweet and post the trolls attack you with is one more confirmation of their deception, their worthlessness, their failure.

    I’d feel sorry for them if they weren’t such dicks. 🙂

    Yours,
    Troy

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  4. nequalsall says:

    Reblogged this on n=all and commented:
    Survivor Esther Baker takes a swipe at the twitter stalkers and agents of smear and destroys their campaign of intimidation and lies.

    Like

  5. There is simply no justification at all for personal attacks and invasion of privacy on survivors of child sex abuse.
    No one who is not an investigating police officer should be closely scrutinising Esther Baker’s LinkedIn profile and dissecting her tweets to ‘prove’ errors!
    Trying to discredit a survivor involved in an on-going investigation is simply unacceptable – let the police and courts do their job and leave Esther Baker in peace.
    The online harassment of survivors is intrusive and bullying and shows a complete lack of respect and a shocking lack of sensitivity.
    For shame.

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