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A damned moonshiner who is trying to evict me and my children, and yet visits my house at midnight, and with a broom. How else can it be read except…

I bite my finger again, but this time to hold back an angry cry.

God, anyone who knows me even a little bit is aware of my “special” dislike of moonshiners. There was a time when my name became a nickname, and there was even a joking tag online called “margism. It was used for all the news stories in which moonbats were exposed. This led to some Moonies simply avoiding anything with my name on it, and even giving in, just to avoid an open confrontation. Every day I have at least a dozen letters in my mailbox asking me to influence the moonshiners who are building malls and blocking parks, waving away high-rises that block the views of ordinary mortals, scrapping projects to improve poorer neighborhoods.

If it now “turns out” that at the same time as I am so broadly anti-political against the Moonies, I am secretly dating one of them, my reputation will be destroyed at the root and my name disgraced for the rest of my life.