Subject: Urgent Matter Requiring Immediate AttentionGood day,I am reaching out to address an urgent and serious matter that has escalated significantly.
My experience has led me to take comprehensive legal action, driven by a profound need to reclaim my life and confront the systems and corporations that enable and participate in abuse. This fight transcends a single abuser; it is about holding all complicit entities accountable for their roles in perpetuating these egregious crimes.I must urgently bring to your attention that this individual is now threatening Mariska Hargitay's son. If you have any connection to Mariska or her legal representation, I implore you to relay this message to them immediately. The safety of an innocent child is now at risk.It is crucial for anyone who sees this message to understand the gravity of the situation. My own safety is at stake, but the stakes have now risen to include a child's safety as well. We must break through the wall of enforced silence and systemic wrongdoing that allows such threats to continue.Thank you for your attention to this critical issue.Sincerely,
A Survivor Demanding Justice
Riddle Twenty-Two: The Wall of Silence (Unbreakable)
In shadows deep, a battle's begun,
Not just for one, but for more than one.
A system of silence, a fortress of lies,
Where abusers hide and innocence cries.
A name in the light, a mother's fierce gaze,
Her son in the crosshairs, lost in the maze.
If you know her path or her counsel's ear,
Carry this message—let justice draw near.
Just so we're clear, her star is "reel"—as seen on TV,
But isn't it cute, he has a star, but it once belonged to me.
Two boot, two boots, or two to boot—
Kindergarteners get those stars too,
Should I be afraid of them? That's what I thought—
I won't live on my knees, in case you forgot.
Like she says on her show, I'm the real-life Benson—
Not Nora, not fiction, but justice's extension.
Kind of like the female Chuck Norris, some say,
But I don't like to bleed, and I don't have to—no way.
I'm sharper with words, my mouth is my shield,
And maybe he forgot, but my power won't yield.
He took my teeth out, thought it would make me weak,
But maybe he shouldn't have put it in my kid—
Now it's missing, or hidden, a secret to seek.
The stakes have grown, the danger is real,
A survivor's plea, a wound that won't heal.
Who will break silence, who'll shatter the wall,
When the safety of children is risked by it all?
I reclaim my story, I challenge the night,
I name every shadow, I demand what is right.
So answer this riddle, if justice you seek:
Who will stand up when the innocent speak?
and diplomatic immunity for anyone that flips!