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Wading online

Hey, you can see lots more of Greg and Evi online:

https://www.facebook.com/pages/Greg-Blake/608416969269765

How lucky for all of us! Ha ha. Anyway, hey, now there are more outlets for the lies they’re selling. Again, all I’m counseling is caution. Well, extreme caution. Actually, I’d counsel total avoidance, but I know people like to figure things out for themselves, so all I want to urge y’all is to figure hard, think hard, don’t settle for anything without proof and just don’t trust a word either of them say. You can hide a lot of truly horrible things by mixing in some good.

I know, I know.

This probably seems quite shrill. It’s very Say Anything–I keep humming the

song when I start to write here. It probably seems stupid, if you haven’t lost years of your life, or talked to people who have lost more, and really, really wished there had been a way around it.

I don’t care what Greg does, or Evi, or how they live or where or anything else. I’m not interested. But I am interested in doing what I can to prevent this from happening to someone else. So look, if you’ve met this guy, if he’s being kind and charming to you and it seems like exactly what you need because, secretly, you could use a friend, especially one who texts you every day just to tell you that you’re wonderful, who’s helpful exactly when you need it, who is generous and seems to want nothing more than your company, who seems full of the best ideas and just on the brink of success and so excited to have you be part of it–just please, keep your eyes open. Notice that nothing goes right. Notice the ratio of promises kept to those broken. Just notice how time rolls on and nothing happens. He’ll collect deposits. Maybe they’ll build a few crappy versions of whatever they’re selling, slowly, over time…and in a few years, they’ll try to sneak away again.

Just don’t buy into it. History says you’ll end up with nothing. I’m just trying to help here.

Dogma, degrees, danger

Ah, yes, he says he has a PhD. It’s a lie. He says he was an SAS sniper, a fighter, a student of Zen; he might talk to you about the (fictional) foster children he’s raised, or his friendships with important people in Australia. It’s mostly bullshit. He’s just trying to rob you or sleep with you.

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