But then it’s too late because your reputation, career, and often your life is destroyed. One wonders if any of the online mob who actively attacked Professor Galloway will now step up to admit their mistake. Sadly, shame doesn’t seem to exist for many in 2018.
I realize that anything I say will be used against me. I will be accused of victim-blaming and discouraging victims from coming forward. The hatred and gleeful malice I have seen directed at me, my family, and anyone with the temerity to suggest I am not a monster has shattered me. I have watched as individuals who have never met me spent the past few years relentlessly attacking me, treating it all like some sort of game, a way to carve out a name for themselves. They display their false virtue like the tail feathers of a peacock. One University of Alberta professor puts her hatred of me in her official bio, and when I wrote to her asking that she take into account that I am a human being with feelings, and that my children read what she says about me, she responded by hosting a live-tweeted “academic” conference in which I was called a rapist and compared to Robert Pickton.