October 25, 2019:
"No!", she said, the cult leader wannabe. "I don't want this on the Web, I want it in my inbox." In her theatrical narcissistic way, presuming to instruct, a second-hand posturing at expertise communicated without encouragement to someone who does this for a fucking living.
"When I'm being controlling," she said, the cult leader wannabe. She's always controlling. For the ordinary reasons. Fear, loss, insecurity, disappointment, regret. She wants to make a world that makes her comfortable, where she's the Queen and all else is however she expects it to be.
She has six followers and she tells them what to do. Mimicking the tone of authoritativeness, succeeding only in being authoritarian.