You can't mean that you think that my asking that question of a desk sergeant with a single piece of paper, no context, would mean anything, can you?
Here is the applicable scenario, including the answer to your question about what the desk sergeant would say, imo:
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DAUGHTER: "Dad!, Dad!, here in this folder is the history of this man's posting to me. I'll start just after 9/11 -- though it really started before that -- when he accused me, repeatedly, of making statements disrespectful of our young men in uniform, which of course I never did because I supported our military action after 9/11, Dad, and which he would never retract and has never apologized for. And since then I've asked him a hundred times to leave me alone, not post to me, and, Dad, he's made many insinuations of a sexual nature, and he has alluded to things I told him in private, Dad, and threatened to post them publicly, and I've told him over and over that we HAVE no relationship, I've told him to leave me alone innumerable times, and he keeps making these statements about our "relationship," insinuating statements, no matter how much I beg him not to, and tell him there is no relationship, and beg him to stop talking in that sickening way about a "relationship" we have, and Dad, he's followed me over to my other address and posted to me there, on my own thread, repeatedly, though I've begged him not to there, too, and, Dad, he has talked in a repellently suggestive way about PM's and emails that he claims I sent to him, in some of in which I talked about personal things about my life, threatening to post them publicly, Dad, and Dad, look at this song he posted a cryptic reference to a couple of weeks ago, "roller skates and keys," as his explanation for why he keeps posting to me when I don't want him to, Dad:
I rode my bicycle past your window last night
I roller skated to your door at daylight
It almost seems like you're avoiding me
I'm okay alone, but you got something I need
Well, I got a brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new key
I think that we should get together and try them out you see...
And Dad, just yesterday, he was saying he was going to keep talking to me even though I've begged him... and the same day a couple of weeks ago on which he posted about his roller skates and my key, he made me feel ill by writing this to me:
"Hi, Poet.I understand that you've been missing me.
Sorry, I've been kind of busy recently, and not able to post to you as often as you might like. But I will have some time free shortly, so will be able to resume our discussions..."
Message 17388001
DESK SERGEANT: Dear, I can see why you might find that distasteful and alarming, but just ask your husband to speak to him, man to man. I'm sure he'll listen if a husband pleads with him to leave his wife alone!
DAUGHTER: Dad, my husband did plead with him. But he paid no attention to him at all. And he has kept saying that he is going to continue to post to me.
DESK SERGEANT: My dear girl, doesn't this site have any TOU that prohibit such menacing invasions of privacy? Harassment? Threats? Improper posts? Otherwise objectionable behavior? Of course they must! Dear daughter, simply ask the thread master to instruct him to cease posting to you or about you! This isn't a matter for me!
DAUGHTER: Dad, I did that! And it worked fine! But unfortunately, Dad, my cyberstalker is a lawyer, and he threatened to sue the site if they tried to stop him from posting to me, so the thread master wrote to me and said he had to remove the restriction--so now this man can do it all he wants.
DESK SERGEANT: Well, aren't there any people of conscience who will intervene in this crude, bullying behavior? It sounds very much to me like a sort of slow, psychological rape.
DAUGHTER: There are some who defend his sick behavior, Dad -- yes, it's true, there are. But it's okay, because a thread has been set up by a former friend of his on which I may post without running into him-- but look at the kind of thing he keeps sending me on another thread, like this one from 12 days ago. Read it, Dad: Message 17422314
DESK SERGEANT: Go home. He won't be bothering you again. I guarantee it. |
