Putting aside the hilarious Hoaxteader in-bickering, this conversation is very revealing on a number of other levels:
Firstly, it shows that Charlotte has run out of ideas and is desperate for material. She’s barely posted a thing since she opened her shit new blog and has been promising some earth-shattering news for days. Turns out that the “Earth-shattering news” is an arrest that happened over three months ago and about which we all already knew.
Then there’s Sickened’s typical Hoaxteader take on Christine Sands. Isn’t it fun to watch them all scrambling around, desperately trying to distance themselves from her. Hindsight’s a wonderful thing, isn’t it.
The Polymilf Poet in happier times (before her arrest, deportation and ejection from the Hoaxtead fruitcake brigade)
At the time they vehemently supported her every action. Check out the videos of Neelu fawning over her (cringe!) and an assortment of Hoaxtead weirdoes sticking up for her, praying with her (!) and banging on about how great she was when she was screaming “They’re killing your children, they’re fucking your children” in front of two terrified toddlers.
Ah but now that they’ve finally woken up to the fact that Sands is an embarrassing nutjob, i.e. what we tried to tell them at the time (and for which we were roundly insulted, threatened and abused), they’re making out that they’ve never trusted her and passing the buck by claiming she’s a CIA shill!
Finally, you have to chuckle at Charlotte’s desperate excuse for posting this ancient video, when Sickened calls her out on it: “I thought it was interesting…because of the police officer’s secret language – that did look like a sign!” And this is the Hoaxteaders’ glorious leader? Haha, good luck with that, fruitcakes😄
Meme reproduced by kind permission of Agent E
Anyway, we’ll leave you with another amusing slice of Sickened “logic”: