Catty

Zero by Electric Guest plays.

Lacey wrote on Facebook about how miserable her life has been. Her Nesheim relatives don’t give a shit. …But expected that. They’re heartless about such things when it comes to Lacey.

But what she didn’t expect was to be competed with. Over the years so many of her Nesheim relatives have increasingly become rabidly competitive… They watch her and notice her on Facebook or through her mother’s updates or otherwise and then apparently don’t feel love or joy but rage like narcissistic idiots? Women who have ugly teeth and mildly ugly faces…but who are loved (no Lacey didn’t show their photos) are offended…by Lacey’s intelligence. Offended by Lacey’s grace and dignity. And so they turn into Nancy. And it’s gross. …These are wealthy, spoiled, loved, white women who have no good excuse to become bitches. Men who are threatened by Lacey’s mind. Prestigious, millionaire men.

*eye-roll*

“Are competitive people one of your biggest pet peeves?” adhd Nancy.

“Narcissistic competitive people are.” says Lacey.

“Lacey they feel ugly. They don’t just look ugly.” says Nancy.

“How do you feel ugly?!” asks Lacey.

“You know you’re icky looking by comparison.” says Nancy.

“And who cares??” asks Lacey.

“That really wouldn’t bother you?” asks Nancy.

“Not if I was loved.” says Lacey. “And if it bothered me that much I’d just do what you did and get plastic surgery.”

Nancy laughs. “Don’t they get aesthetics?”

“Oh! They do. …That’s partially what they’re competing with. But it’s so degrading to me. …I don’t lose…and I’m the original…but that eludes them.” says Lacey, exasperated.

Nancy cracks-up laughing. “If they won…would you be less upset?”

“YES!” says Lacey. “It’s partially that what they’re doing is so grossly idiotic that bothers me.” She thinks. “If they’re competing. There’s almost always plausible deniability with competition.”

“So to you it’s major ick! Major eww!” says Nancy.

“Yes! …And why doesn’t that matter? …I’m order for a competition to be real it requires two people. Otherwise it’s mental illness. …You and other people in my own family now engage in mental illness. …There are only two choices with me: Enjoy what I post or ignore it.” says Lacey.

“Because you’re not competing?” asks Nancy.

“No. War isn’t a competition either necessarily if you nuke someone to death.” says Lacey.

“Why don’t you want to compete?” asks Nancy.

“What’s so fun about competing? It’s exhausting and meaningless.” says Lacey. “Outside of the Free Market it’s pointless.”

“I think some people get an ego boost when they win.” says Nancy.

“Fair enough, but it has to be a fair competition then. When people just copy me and improve on what I did first from my creativity…it’s inherently unfair. Or if there are other disparities like age or love…or physical fitness…health…it’s meaningless.” says Lacey. “It’s…so genuinely stupid.”

“Especially when you’re the one that they secretly want to impress.” says Nancy. “They lie and act like it’s not just you…but the personal violence against you suggests otherwise.”

“And that’s obviously never going to happen.” says Lacey. “By being evil.”

“So they’re…not loving.” says Nancy.

“No. They’re not.” says Lacey, thinking. “I need to give-up on them.” She thinks. “I need to strategize.”

“Why?” asks Nancy.

“Because the oil is going to become a problem. And apparently I’m the only one who sees that in my entire family.” says Lacey.

Nancy laughs. “What do you mean?”

“They’re going to come for our heads.” says Lacey. “Over the next decade.”

“Like…to kill you?” asks Nancy.

“Or torture is.” says Lacey. “It’s power now…but ten years from now it’ll be a liability. And I have to also calculate that you all already are violent and hateful towards me.”

“Crud. So…you’re Tommy Banks’s daughter…and…as such…you see all of this coming.” says a gay man. He laughs.

“Possibly.” says Lacey.

Lacey heard Queen Elizabeth II weeping at 4 am this morning. She was weeping about the fires in Canada. It’s awful to see them and wonder what she could have done differently.

The thing is…Lacey needs the oil in her family to survive the onslaught of the Illuminati. And she doesn’t want to betray her two families. But…if her cousins in her generation are not trustworthy…it’s going to be a problem. And…so…she needs to extract what she can to survive and protect her children while being careful not to harm herself. Because if the Boomers and Gen. X don’t fix climate change and find some way to make oil sustainable…and if her cousins in her generation have no sense of loyalty…the oil will be a problem. And it’ll be a timing issue.

“So by cruelly alienating you in your generation…they’re possibly endangering their lives…if they’re genuinely being that evil??!?” incredulously asks a college friend of Lacey’s. “If this blog is actually a live critique of the actual Illuminati?!”

“And what’s doubly fascinating is that they’re trying to suffocate her.” says another reader. “It sounds like that’s the bargain being made. Lacey and her family suffers…truly…but…if people are going for her family to murder them or torture them in worse ways in ten to twenty years…her path is possibly better. And she’s being given that as a…way to slightly make-up for the injustice in her specific case?”

“Hopefully that won’t happen.” says Lacey stoically. “Hopefully my cousins who are environmentally aware will be able to see the danger I do if the climate crisis doesn’t have an escape route.”

“So…you think we’ll try to kill you all?!?” asks a man.

“Why wouldn’t they?!?” asks Lacey.

“I saw it coming. I would’ve seen it coming. I think like Lacey.“ says Louis Hill Jr..

Moments later.

“Why wouldn’t they kill the oil companies first?” asks an oil company representative.

“They will!” says Lacey. “Once they realize that the smoke in Manhattan is actually just smoke from Canada…they’ll become very violent if we don’t fix climate change really fast.” She rolls her eyes. “How can that not be true?”

“Yeah. There are lots of people in the industry who are scared too.” admits an oil representative.

“They should be. The whole world burning is going to end up as a noose around your necks.” says Lacey. “The Middle East will be toast too. If global warming is real.”

“So what you’re doing is trying to use the oil until it’s dangerous to be connected to.” says a witch. “And that’s totally excusable in my opinion in this specific case.”

“Cancel culture is a warning not a passing trend.” says Lacey.

More later.

“You just assumed Lem was done with me.” says JFK to Lacey.

“Yes. Why wouldn’t I?! You treated him like shit.” says Lacey. “You’re family is mostly all like that.”

“So him telling you he wasn’t gay…wasn’t…what you expected to be talking about?” asks JFK.

“No, it wasn’t.” says Lacey.

Jack looks horrified and ill.

“Jack you forced us to have that years long conversation for your benefit?!” asks an Illuminati man. He laughs. “Because you knew he’d tell Lacey…but he’s been ignoring you since he died?”

Jack cries.

“So that was revenge on them?! Hijacking their love?!” asks the Illuminati man.

“Yes?!?” yells Bobby on his brother’s behalf.

“And he was possibly slightly curious.” says a dead man.

More later.

“So you think there’ll kill your family eventually out of rage??” asks an oil executive.

“Yes! If things get too much worse. Consistently. Over the next ten to twenty years.” says Lacey. “Or they’ll just give-up. But if they do that’s the end of Western Civilization as we know it now.”

More later.

“Can you warn your people?” asks a native woman.

“I have started to try. But given my experience with the Illuminati trying to make me seem schizophrenic…they’re liable to see me as insane.” says Lacey.b.

“And I bet somehow Jack forcing Lem to explain his orientation using the Illuminati right before the Queen’s death…is awful timing.” says the native woman.

“‘I don’t care about global doom! I wanna talk…about why…Lem…is ignoring me.’” says a native man making fun of JFK.

“Shit!!” says a Sioux man. “She needed the Queen’s perspective and wisdom.”

More later.

“I feel like a lot of my cousins that are competing with me don’t seem to realize that they’re the ones instigating the competition entirely. I mean, how could they not be because there’s nothing I did to compete with something they’ve done. I was the one who was competed with first and then, while they may have delusionally imagined that I was reacting to them, I’ve never reacted with competition.” says Lacey.

“Did you recently tell them all off in a vague way because there was a few of them who have been competing with you and you were tired of it?” asks Nancy.

“There was one who started planting peonies, and I had the sense that it had something to do with me because it was just sort of random. …A lot of people liked the peonies that I posted a few years ago in our family and suddenly now years later she’s getting peonies in her garden. And I’ve always felt like that cousin was possibly threatened by me. She’s very volatile in the way she comes across. She seems very insecure around pretty much everyone in our family not just me. But she was the one that I had the sense could be competing who pushed me too far. It was really obnoxious and I don’t trust her. She could be a good person, but in my experience with her she seems kind of sleazy.

Truly though, like I said, that might not be who she is but to me, she seems like the father who raised me. She seems very two-faced. She may not be, but she seems like she might not be a trustworthy person, and I could be totally off so that’s why I made it so vague.” says Lacey.

“But I think there are people who have a tendency towards narcissism who have had delusional fantasies that you’re threatened by them, especially if they’re not very pretty or if they’ve always admired you for some reason. I think that they wanted you to be competing with them and I think those are the people who are going to take what you said and assume that it’s about them.” says Lem. “Also there’s likely people who they’re friends with who are giving them the idea that you are competing because they hate your family and if they’ve ever stalked coir cousin’s friends list out of jealousy, they may be poisoning your cousins’s minds.” He thinks. “That’s maybe more of a stretch but it’s possible. I mean you’ve had friends comment on your cousins when they’ve looked at your Facebook with you. Do people still do that? Do they sit around looking at peoples Facebook pages? …If they ever do there could be people who your cousins are friends with who really are legitimately bothered by your whole family and they found you and you looked related and they were offended by that. …Or it’s possible that you have cousins who stalk you and don’t like anything you post and don’t ever give a shit about you and how you’re doing. They ignore your birthday or holidays or any day they could say something loving. …They don’t they don’t care. And it would be pointless to try to make them care because they really don’t. Which is why, you know, the irony of what I did with Jack is so sad to me because he didn’t really need me to make his whole family care about him and then I could try to do that with you and it wouldn’t even make any difference.” Lem ponders. “But see unlike Jack they actually really do admire you and possibly stalk you at times and you know that possibility. You know they could be easily reading this blog. Very easily, and lying about it to your face to some degree.”

“Who in the FBI or CIA is so petty as to feel the need to change your words Lem? Because they’re making an ass of themselves; they’re not doing anything they’re really just making total assholes of themselves.” says Lacey. “Anyway, that’s sad if that’s the meaning of their entire existence; it’s just petty bullshit. Yes, yes, I know people in my family could be stalking me and reading my blog, and then not acknowledging it. That’s part of what makes me so angry.”

“Also the Illuminati has picked up on people desperately hoping that Lacey is perverted. She’s not. She’s never molested anyone she’s not capable of it just in case, if any of her family is interested. Some of you are a little weird though in her family and if you are we know that. We know all of your weaknesses, and the truth is if there is a global issue with climate change, and Lacey sells her mineral rights on both sides and washes her hands of your families…we will not keep protecting you if we are at all.” says the Illuminati.

“So she’s not schizophrenic; you really just did that to try to make her commit suicide didn’t you because she discovered you guys?” asks one of Lacey’s cousins in her spirit.

“Yeah that would probably be accurate. Yep and we did that partially to target you and your family. You guys are obtuse when it comes to certain things.“ says a member of the Illuminati to the Nesheims.

“You’re all very cloistered and reclusive.” says another Illuminati member. “And I think it’s interesting if Lacey is illegitimate…and she very well might be. She really does have recessive traits that are like Tommy Banks so it’s actually possible that she might really be illegitimate. …It’s not a given but it’s possible. And it’s interesting for us to watch how she doesn’t fit in with pretty much anyone on either side in any part of your family history; she really is very odd person genetically. Not as in odd. She’s an odd person, but she actually doesn’t genuinely resemble anyone almost at all on either side.

People say Lacey looks like her paternal grandmother. But she actually doesn’t look that much like her if you really look at the details of her face. And it really falls apart when you consider her her frame and how she’s shaped. Lacey doesn’t look like you guys and her personality is different too. Her personality does match Thomas Banks, and she does look like him. …I don’t think that maybe any of you have realized that that she actually is different than you so you’re competing with her in a way that’s in someways absurd because she’s just it’s like/her genes are different. You might just as well go find someone else from a different family to compete with who bothers you because it or find someone in your grandmother’s generation who bothers you because it’s just bizarre.”

“Did Tonette ever compete with you?“ asks a Nesheim.

“No, no not at all. I don’t really feel like any of those women were competitive in that generation and they were actually very inclusive.“ says Lacey.

“Did you feel like you could talk to them in a way that you don’t feel with most people who are supposed to be your age?” asks a Nesheim.

“Yes, I did. The conversations flowed much more freely and easily Tonette was fascinated by history in a very similar way to how I am fascinated by history.“ says Lacey.

“I would’ve been friends with Lem and I would’ve known that she respected and obeyed him and that would’ve made me respect her as a person.” says Ed Nesheim. “Or whoever she was married to. And that that would’ve made me feel like I could trust her judgment.”

More later.

“Goodnight!” says Lem.

A Black Slave and a Black Rapper

A black male American slave and a black male American rapper could look alike. But really, they’re two very different people.

When Mr. Blue first started reading Lacey he looked at her and symbolically identified her as a black rapper from 2005. But symbolically she’s more like black male slave pre Civil War.

“Oh! Joy! Today I get to polish the silver!” said Lacey with genuine happiness.

“Oh my god! She’s so pretentious!” Mr. Blue thought.

But…silver day…actually was fun and is fun for Lacey. It isn’t pretentious.

But it’s a mistake a lot of bourgeois people of today make with Lacey.

“She’s only received one thoughtful gift her entire life. And it was so peculiar Lacey has always worried she was somehow hurting the giver by receiving it.” says Lem. “She wasn’t. But it’s hard for her to figure out how to categorize it.”

Silence.

“‘Oh dear! Oh that’s not right!’ Lacey thought about it.” says Lem.

“What was it?” asks a slave.

“A brand new Barbie Doll when she was 10.” says Lem. “It’s shocking but people generally give her things that are…not for her. Or that are actually hurtful. She tries to cherish the thought, or what she imagines is the thought, but never really enjoys them, ever. They aren’t personal at all.”

“So she actually wanted that Barbie Doll?” asks a reader.

“Yes. And that’s the only time her birthday has ever been celebrated.” says Lem.

“Was she a nice little girl?” asks the reader.

“No. But she gave a real gift.” says Lem.

“For real?!?” asks Casi.

“Yes! …Lacey hasn’t been loved. People have given her things but only when she’s asked for something specific has she ever been given a loving gift.” says Lem. “But that’s essentially like buying your own gift.”

“And that’s…why…y’all thought you were in a higher class!” says a black slave. “People expect Lacey to be loving to them. They violently demand it. You all did the same thing to Queen Elizabeth II. And it’s why people misunderstand so much… You see someone who’s genuinely kind, unspoiled and just don’t care about the fact that they have rights too. And if they’re too noble or emotionally downtrodden or both you assume you’re more socio-economically elite.”

“That’s so odd.” says Lacey.

“To some extent I experienced it too.” says Saoirse.

Lacey laughs. “But why in the world…do people think it’s socioeconomic?!” She thinks. “Is it because they’re from poor families in the past and so they genetically assume that lack of love indicates poverty?! …If so they’re like demonic dogs, not humans.”

“You think non-Illuminati peasants might be evil beyond belief to people poorer to them?!” asks a peasant. “Like…we’re worse.”

“Oh! I know you all can be. …But is that all you are nowadays??” asks Lacey.

They think.

“They think it’s socioeconomic because…they don’t-“ starts a psychologist reading her blog.

Silence.

“Breathing dreams like air of being old money.” says Nancy thinking of herself and sounding self-deprecating.

“Lacey is old money.” says Lem.

“But she’s not loved.” says Nancy, confused.

“She’s also much prettier than you even with your surgery and weight loss.” says Lem.

“Okay?!?” says Nancy confused.

“So why do you sound so bloody patronizing?!” says Lem.

“Because I am…being kind.” says Nancy.

Lem scoffs. “You think by being mildly aware of Lacey’s humanity you’re being kind?!?” asks Lem.

“Her humanity isn’t real.” says Nancy in her spirit honestly.

“Why??” asks Tommy Banks.

“It’s-She’s evil. Anyone that rich and smart and nice and pretty isn’t human or it’s a lie.” says Nancy.

“Did the Kennedy family teach you that lie?” asks Lacey.

They think.

“They definitely contributed to it.” says a reader.

“They treated the Queen of England badly and then the Americans lied about it.” says Lacey. “The Kennedy family. They pretend to have been so close to Queen Elizabeth but in truth I suspect they were socioeconomic leeches. Crass. Idiotic. Disrespectful. Rude. Lordly to her. And then…they claimed to be real friends.”

“And whenever someone like her or Lacey try to stand up for themselves…they’re read the riot act. Like they’re evil embodied for being put off.” says Lem.

“So you genuinely…are put off?” asks a perfume hater.

“Yes!” says Lacey.

“What bag was Nancy supposed to carry?!” asks a perfume hater.

Lacey thinks. “She was supposed to be saving her money.” says Lacey. “So…a college fund for her daughter. Retirement. A property. And what’s left over? …Maybe one Louis Vuitton? Maybe a Louis Vuitton or one Chanel?”

“You think I’ve had that much money and wasted it over the years??” asks Nancy.

“Oh absolutely!” says Lacey. “Or a vacation to Europe and no useless masters degree from a for-profit university.”

Nancy thinks. Closes her eyes and cries. Because Lacey is right.

“So by pointing out that you’re real old money you’re trying to explain that you’ve been around. And your family knows their tricks.” says Nancy.

“Yes!” says Gudrun. “They’ve been trying to steal money from from immigrants who are new since immigrants first arrived.”

“Are you second or third generation?” asks Lacey.

Nancy nods.

“They find a way!” says Lacey.

Nancy thinks. “What did they try on all of you?!”

“When I first arrived they told me they’d contact my parents if I paid them money.” says Gunhild. “I knew better than to go to a for-profit university because we were in a higher class even in Norway…but I was still vulnerable.”

“And you didn’t have that much to give them?” asks a woman.

“No! They’re ruthless here.” says Gunhild. “I escaped, so to speak…but it’s common practice in America to viciously attack new immigrants to get money.”

“One new Speedy.” says Lacey about Nancy.

“Which size?” asks her husband.

“35? Maybe a bandoliere?” says Lacey. “Damier ebene?” She thinks. “And a vacation to Germany, France, the UK, Italy, Spain and the Bahamas.” says Lacey. “Not a masters degree.” She sighs. “But it’s too late for that I guess.”

“What about a Neverfull?!” asks Nancy.

Lacey takes a deep breath. “Maybe in monogram then.”

“Do you think a Chanel flap bag suits me?” asks Nancy.

“Enough! She’s not your concierge to good taste.” says Lem.

“That’s fine! I can do it on my own!” says Nancy.

“No! You really can’t. That’s what makes you feel sorry for yourself too, isn’t it?!” asks Truman Capote.

“We are all immigrants! It’s a nation of likeminded, homogeneous, happy little people. And they’re all hardworking, peppy, loving, poor, downtrodden Irish immigrants.” says JFK for the rest of history.

“That’s his ghostwritten message. Not his real mind!” says Edith Beale.

“Nancy and Lacey aren’t that much alike.” says Lem. “And they don’t know what to do about it.”

“The farmers of New Amsterdam aren’t the Norwegians. And the farmers of New Amsterdam are very confused about what Nancy wants.” says Tommy Banks on behalf of his daughter.

More later.

“My cousin attacked Lacey out of jealousy and ego. She was insecure. She felt threatened by Lacey and her entire family when she found out that Lacey‘s family had money and wouldn’t be impressed by what her and her husband had accomplished as much as she had thought that they would be. I am sure there are people in south America, and all over the world who have had a similar reaction probably accusing Lacey of being a prostitute or what have you simply for posting pictures of her face and expensive perfume that threatens their ego. I have worked with horses my entire life and I’m a very well respected trainer. I’ve worked on horses that have competed in the Kentucky Derby possibly even won. Lacey reminds me of a horse and giving her pedigree I wouldn’t challenge her to a horse race unless if you are of a similar nature and persuasion, how about that?” says Jill’s cousin in the afterlife.

“Is your family a big deal or are they kind of bourgeois??” asks Chris.

“Oh no there she’s right they’re we’re very very bourgeois. Very bourgeois, which is why it was so threatening to talk to Lacey because she sees through things and that’s why you all hate her too because most of you are bourgeois remember, or had you forgotten that already?” asks the man who trains horses.

“Is Lacey bourgeois at all??” asks a perfume hater hopefully.

“Was the Queen of England bourgeois in your estimation, you stupid little fuck?” asks Prince Philip.

“Yes, yes to me anyone who has old fashioned morals and isn’t new and hip and who has problems with contemporary scholarship seems bourgeois to me.” says the perfume hater.

“Oh, you mean like thinking the King James Bible is still a very valid and useful tool; understanding what a tool even is when it comes to warfare? Someone who actually has a concept of themselves in context, and isn’t just trying to find some way to the top?” asks Lacey.

“Yes because in my mind, the King James Bible is outdated, and new scholarship has to be better than previous scholarship, because in my mind we’re evolving towards something better, naturally.” says the gay perfume hater.

“That’s not actually scientific evolution. That’s the middle class popular common view of what evolution is that has permeated The Academy for decades at this point in their perception of their own scholarship, and everything else from the past.“ says Charles Darwin.

“Medical advances are not necessarily the same thing as do-called advances in the scholarly understanding of Egyptian history. But it’s perceived that way anything new has somehow by some scientific involuntary gravitational force has to be better at a lot of peoples minds, but that isn’t necessarily a given in reality.” says Lacey. “There may be some new understandings that are worth listening to and internalizing and taking seriously but there could be a lot more nuance and complication there then people ever want to generally admit to from my experience with talking to them.”

“Are you a flat earther or an anti-vacciner?!” asks a perfume hater.

“No but I am not surprised to hear you jump to that insult. You realize you’re making a class insult by accusing me of being those things to make yourself feel superior because you feel stupid?” says Lacey.

“What do you think of actual flat earth science aside from the insults because you know as well as I do that there are some people who are old money who actually secretly do believe in it. What do you think?“ asks a man.

“I think it’s romantic. I think it’s beautiful. I think it’s probably very Christian. And I don’t know that it’s something that is really as certain as they claim that it is. I don’t think it’s certain that it isn’t true to be perfectly honest; I think it’s fascinating, but I don’t think it’s-I think it’s an interesting thing to contemplate.” says Lacey.

“Do you know if I’m hearing you correctly you sound really elegant and posh and intellectual and I can’t handle that. Partially because then I have to realize that I should’ve just been nice to you and I should’ve realized that you probably see through me and you don’t respect me for a reason. But I can’t handle that. I just can’t handle that with my ego and it’s sad. So I’m just going to have to stop talking…however I’m even talking because I end-up on this blog lots of times and I don’t know how you are reading my thoughts, and it creeps me out. …But I will say that I I literally cannot handle it because it doesn’t sound like your for or against it. It just sounds so complex.” says the gay perfume hater.

“Well alright that’s probably true?” says Lacey.

“Lem was gay, he really was always happy constantly what Jack made him constantly happy even if he wasn’t able to be himself, he was happier being whatever it was Jack told him to be. Photos never lie and there’s no way that Lem could be smiling in every single photo and not have been that extraordinarily happy.” says Bobby. “He really was being himself. It was like he had transcended beyond asserting himself and his own needs, and he just became this nebulous, happy dotting, God-like figure. …I mean I was a saint all of the Kennedy boys were and we made him use heroin because we didn’t know what it was. …And he was the evil one that learned us into his web of God-like happiness. And he was the evil one that learned us into his web of God, like happiness.” he says seriously.

“Umm…so then he molested you or you had a wet dream about him?” asks a Millennial.

“No I I don’t recall ever saying either but if it if I had to pick I’d say oh I probably maybe had a little crush on him…but no it was never anything like that.” says Bobby.

“So then he never did anything, and you just had a crush on him?” asks a Millennial.

“Umm…he was a man before his time I know Lem would’ve probably been anti-vaccines. And yes that’s all that happened. I never attacked him and we didn’t know what heroin was back then we just thought it was sort of fun.“ says Bobby.

“I don’t think that’s true. I think you did know to some degree and I’m not sure Lem really would be anti-vaccines.“ says a Millennial.

“But how do you know that?“ asks Bobby.

“Why did you suddenly pop up to have to say this Bobby?” says a gay perfume hater.

“Because his mind works in such a way that logically he’s now starting to doubt that I was gay based on the inferences he can make from this conversation alone.” says Lem.

“What perfume are you wearing right now?“ the gay perfume hater asks Lacey.

“Cefiro.” says Lacey.

“Where are you going?“ asks the gay perfume hater.

“To a historical reenactment outdoors.” says Lacey.

“Yeah that sounds about right.” says the gay perfume hater.

More later.

…More tomorrow.