Lourdes ‘Lolly’ Mamerta Rivera Joshua Tree, California California

***The Rock Climbing Photo Is The Wife*** She did enclose the divorce papers, but I did not post them due to all the personal information, addresses, etc. || The Synopsis From Hell || Journalistic integrity counts for everything when writing about another’s infidelity, lies and drug abuse. Besides keeping you out of court for libel, truth in journalism is an extremely powerful communications tool…and you can’t make this shit up! || My ex, Bruce spent about 40 years in the pulpit: a “Man of God” He also has two advanced science degrees and teaches science at a local community college. || All of the scientific disciplines demand that truth/facts about life and the universe be examined rigorously through mathematical proofs and/or demonstrated by experimentation. True science works because it demands palpable answers. Nothing should be considered sacred and no proposition should just be assumed or taken for granted. || Conversely, most religions demand that the individual sub

***The Rock Climbing Photo Is The Wife*** She did enclose the divorce papers, but I did not post them due to all the personal information, addresses, etc. || The Synopsis From Hell || Journalistic integrity counts for everything when writing about another’s infidelity, lies and drug abuse. Besides keeping you out of court for libel, truth in journalism is an extremely powerful communications tool…and you can’t make this shit up! || My ex, Bruce spent about 40 years in the pulpit: a “Man of God” He also has two advanced science degrees and teaches science at a local community college. || All of the scientific disciplines demand that truth/facts about life and the universe be examined rigorously through mathematical proofs and/or demonstrated by experimentation. True science works because it demands palpable answers. Nothing should be considered sacred and no proposition should just be assumed or taken for granted. || Conversely, most religions demand that the individual submit to the precepts of scripture and not question the word of authority figures. To do so is tantamount to heresy, so it stands to reason that real scientists, who are obliged to question any and all sources of information, must also scrutinize their own religion. Even their own personal religious experiences MUST be analyzed before accepting them as “real” Scientists who fail to take their own faith to task have failed spectacularly in their duty to science. No real scientist has any business being a minister. || I believe that Bruce’s motivation for keeping the religion of his youth is this: he doesn’t actually BELIEVE any of it. He just needs to be admired-a LOT. Why else would he set high standards for his students regarding the nature of reality, but when in church, feel comfortable reassuring his congregation-unrepentantly- that the earth is only 6,000 years old and that Joshua really did make the sun stand still? Bruce thrives on the stage and on hero-worship, be it on Sunday from an old lady with an 8th grade education, or during the week from his geology, geography and astronomy students…hypocrisies be damned. || As his wife, I blew off this glaring dichotomy and his bottomless need for an admiring audience, assuming naively that his religion and upbringing had somehow given him a better than average sense of ethics and morality. For years Bruce constantly crooned that he would never, ever, ever cheat on me or lie: that it simply was not a part of his nature. As it turns out, I have never known such an effective cheat and hypocrite. He has polished his act(s) for decades, and certainly fooled me for many years, but any life that is built on pathetic, underhanded lies eventually does fail. Even the best orator chokes when his lies are exposed. A life of lies demand that the liar constantly maintain, cover up and improvise effectively, but when massive quantities of prescription drugs and a homewrecking whore were introduced into the picture, this lying minister/scientist’s pending failure magnified stupendously. || A few weeks ago, Bruce and I were on the phone regarding some business we still have together, and he AGAIN told me that I was “the best possible match for him as a woman.” and that Lolly Mamerta Rivera of Pasadena: (the Homewrecker) “will not stay Mrs. Bridenbecker for long.” After several intense, emotional moments over the phone, the subject of Thailand came up, and we both agreed to go there together soon. I knew that he was again lying to me. What he wanted was affirmation from me of his ‘greatness’ He wanted me to gush forth praises and declarations of love, which I did not of course do. || Now, many weeks have has passed and no word has come to me regarding our “plans” Apparently what Bruce really meant was: “No Thailand! Ha, ha, ha, you idiot! I was just kidding! Just testing you to see if you still think I’m the BEST!“ || Serial lying is not one of my pathologies, and I have no admiration for it, so Bruce gets instead, this story. Its time I spoke up. || Throughout our sad & stupid divorce, Bruce lied to me countless times, saying “how much he loved me”, and that “Lolly meant nothing to him” and that filing for a divorce was only an exercise-and that he would “NEVER really go through with it.” Lying to my face, telling me he “loved me” and “would never do anything to hurt me” became his primary weapon. By lying about his intentions, then flip flopping on his promises, he systematically tortured me both mentally and emotionally. For almost 2 years, he lied so brutally and so often I grew emotionally spun, almost to the point of suicide. || In my lapsed state, I did some things NO ONE would normally do: I threatened Lolly (the ‘Homewrecking Pig’) with a severe beating, Photoshopped her face onto porn. I slapped and kicked Bruce a few times too. These actions gave he and Lolly “evidence” that I was evil and a perpetrator of ill will. They both tortured me in order to get me to react, then used my reaction to present me as a perverted, ugly person to their congregations, family and friends. They are both gold-medal liars, so of course, most believed them without question, and I was blamed, shunned and eventually fired from my teaching job over it. At the same time, Bruce and his “beloved” looked like the “innocent victims” of “that disgusting Lisa” and her “unending wrath.” || This is how it went: || I was with Bruce for 9 years, married to him for 3 & ½ when the previously named welfare-grubbing homewrecker, Lourdes (Lolly) Rivera of Pasadena entered the picture. She and my lying, cheating, ex-Minister, ex High Priest, ex Regional Pastor, ex Christian Camp Director, ex Division Chair of Arts and Sciences ex-husband, began to cheat with her, take massive doses of prescription medications, and tell stupendous lies about me. || Throughout our costly, miserable divorce, which took almost 2 years, both Bruce and Lolly lied profusely to friends, family, strangers and to their respective congregations about me and about their (then) totally FAKE “marriage.” || Starting in February of 2011, Bruce and his beloved little LaLa were going about the Copper Mountain Community College campus in Joshua Tree, Ca-where all three of us worked and knew everyone- saying that he was married to her and not to me. Bruce and Lolly were deliberately misrepresenting me to friends, acquaintances, and co-workers saying “Lisa is Bruce’s EX-wife.” “She is nuts” “Lisa is crazy” “Lisa is mean” “Lisa is ugly” “We just want to live in peace! What is wrong with her?” || I was happily employed at the time in the science department at CMC as adjunct professor and had been for 6 years. I was a good instructor. My classes usually had so many students they were spilling out the doors and my retention rates were high. I had lovingly constructed an easy to understand, 2,500 page power point for my descriptive astronomy class, and had assembled some 40 odd activities for my astronomy lab-several of which I had created myself. I was also actively improving the curriculum in Bruce’s boring environmental science lab. I needlessly suffered serious financial, emotional and cognitive pain when Bruce, who was our Division Chair at the time, convinced the Dean of Academic Affairs that I was a lousy teacher and had me fired. || In light of their desire to cover up their drug use and lies, and to continue to look respectable, I truly believe that Bruce and his Lourdy LaLa were hoping that I would just kill myself. It would have saved him the time and expense of a divorce, and they could both relax and look innocent with no chance of their lies, drug use, and torment of me being made public. As I said earlier, Bruce loves to be the center of attention and is scared of tarnishing his “reputation” as a “decent, respectable minister and college professor” || In the spring semester of 2010 Bruce was taking 180 oxycontin and 220 soma each month, and had been for about 12 years. He was clearly addicted to these drugs, but he had been holding together for the most part. This changed in the spring of 2010 when he suddenly began to get really weird & mean. He often lashed out verbally at my 10 year old daughter and her friends. Yelling mean insults at kids was new. Bruce is normally quite “congenial” to the point of it being a ruse. This whiny, snarly attitude did not let up all of that summer. || I made the mistake of assuming that Bruce was being a jerk because he was, again, tippling the narcotics heavily, so I blew off his attitude and instructed my child to do the same. We endured a lot of male PMS that summer, but as the fall semester, 2010 rolled around, it became obvious that there was more to his attitude than simply addiction. He was up to something. || On the evening of October 5th 2010, his attitude relented. He came home from work and waxed loving to me, exclaiming as he had many times in the past: “How wonderful it was going to be when we were retired and we can travel the world together” || The NEXT EVENING, he declared he wanted a divorce! || …WTF? || Not one to NOT ask why…I asked him… || “why?” || He did not give me a coherent answer, but assured me then and there that he “was NOT seeing anyone else.” || I intuited right then that he WAS having an affair, so a day or two later I did the unthinkable: I hacked his hard drive. There I found evidence of several past affairs- including a trip to Hawaii in early 2007 with a woman named Susan. Their ‘Luau Holiday’ in Hawaii had coincided with planning our wedding, and I had just purchased my wedding dress! (Classy, huh?) There were other emails from unknown women too, dating back to 2004, but I found nothing on that particular computer about Lolly. I confronted Bruce, about what I had found and he lied, lied, lied, lied, lied, lied, lied… …etc…etc…etc… || Things got shaky after that. In December of 2010 Bruce paid for 8 sessions of marriage counseling for us. His carefully crafted lies to the therapist and I failed completely. He was doing his best to be sneaky and to appear innocent, but he had ZERO chance of pulling it off. || He STILL refused to admit that he was being anything but loyal to me. || I could see that he was not going to simply come clean and fess up, so on December 31st 2010, I reunited with an old flame, had a screaming hot affair that included a week in Cancun. I told Bruce ALL about it, then I asked him to tell me about HIS affair(s). He continued to deny that he had a girlfriend. In January, 2011 he asked me to choose a new SUV for he and I to travel in after our pending retirement. So, reluctant at the prospect of accumulating more debt, I picked a blue Subaru Outback. One $33,000.00 price tag later, he still would not admit to seeing anyone else. Finally Bruce had our lawyer/mediator draw up an eviction notice for Lolly who had “moved into our other home when he was gone for the weekend” (yea…sure…) He even bought us a rather expensive trip to Alaska aboard the Rotterdam. I was beginning to think that we could work things out after all, then… || On February 4th, 2011, Lourdes “Lolly” Mamerta Rivera of Pasadena, Ca. knocked on the door of my home at 4:30 am, waking my daughter and asking for Bruce. After his repeated denials, the marriage counseling, the new car, the eviction notice for Lolly, a pending romantic cruise to Alaska, and promise after promise, after promise after promise after promise of fidelity, his new jizz receptacle was knocking on my door in the wee hours, demanding to see him. || What did Lisa do when this lowlife bitch appeared at her door? || Since it was cold, I asked her in and then offered her a drink. || Then Bruce ran into the library room to hide from us! Lolly made no bones about fishing him out of there either…Ya gotta admit, the cunt has chutzpah! || Why did I ask her into my home? Because I knew that Bruce had been lying to me about her for months, and that now he HAD to admit it…didn’t he? || “She wants to rent our other house.” Was all he said. || At 4:30 am? What a loser. || Lolly had been Bruce’s student. Welfare had indentured her into college and had gotten her a temporary job in the student services office, so she worked on campus too. She knew that Bruce and I were married and that we both taught in the same department, but she was really, really desperate to get really, REALLY married herself, since her youngest kid had left home and her welfare allotments were drying up. Lolly now needed a meal ticket and apparently she did not care who she fucked over to get it. She had been hard-selling Bruce to divorce me and marry her for months prior to her arrival at my doorstep. She was surely hoping that her appearance there would hasten the process. || Despite her smooth “sweet” exterior, Lolly obviously has zero respect for anyone or anything. After she came to my door in the middle of the night, she began bragging and blabbing all over the campus about “her relationship” with my husband. She told the office secretaries, the Dean of Academic Affairs, the copy-room clerk, anyone who would listen that SHE was now “Lolly Bridenbecker” this lie was repeated again and again for 1 ½ years before Bruce and I even divorced. Even her answer machine greeting was a lie: “You have reached Lolly B**********…”Lourdes then began sporting a FAKE, FAKE, FAKE diamond engagement/wedding set. Lourdey La-La was showing her “blingies” off to people at CMC, at social gatherings, her church, and to her friends. When I asked Bruce about it, he swore that he had “let her wear an old ring of his aunts” Obviously Lolly was hell-bent on ruining our marriage for her own selfish purposes. She lied profusely because she did not want to be seen as a whore and homewrecker to her friends, family and church. Bruce also went along with it, lying to friends, and to our colleagues about their FAKE marriage to avoid scandal at work and at his own church. || The Lollypud-could care less that she caused extreme pain and suffering to me of course, after all, I was ONLY the wife. Wives are looked at by Homewreckers as “ze enemy.” In her greed for a permanent handout, the Homewrecker does her best to discredit the wife, however innocent she may be. || Bruce’s love of oxycontin and soma along with his innately weak sense of propriety made it easy for Lolly to get her hooks into him. It was a truly sickening display. When Lolly Mamerta Rivera of Pasadena ran out of welfare dole she drugged then ran over my weak willed husband like a steamroller. What a pair! The druggie, lying, cuckolding ex minister, ex Christian Camp Director, ex Regional Pastor/college professor and department chair, and his student, welfare recipient and homewrecker Miss Lourdes “Lolly” Rivera AKA: Bruce’s new, but surely not improved, “Wife” || In the winter of 2011/12, Bruce was very heavily drugged and Lolly was feeding him more and more. His monthly 180 count oxycontin and 220 count soma prescriptions were no longer enough. He was running out of meds by the 20th of each month. LayMeLolly, who loves her pills too, stuck to him like a vulture on a piece of rotting meat. More pills = more promises: Right? In January of 2012 our Kaiser medical insurance cut off access to Bruce’s favorite pills. He then began paying full price for his soma and oxycontin prescriptions. Oxycontin is a heavily regulated drug, so the cost was about $1,200.00 USD total monthly. He put the bill for these on the credit cards, eventually running himself into almost $20,000.00 debt. Kaiser insurance gave him affordable scripts for morphine and valium and he was taking those as well. || Bruce stayed high as a kite from the spring semesters 2010/2012. He was so doped up so often, he missed many days teaching, and when he actually appeared at school, he slurred his words, staggered in front of his students, forgot to write tests and quizzes, passed out regularly in his office and crashed his car several times. || It was all too much. I was in love with my husband. I had been very happy with him. Over 9 years we had built a life together: we owned several properties together, we had travelled, worked and adventured together. He had encouraged me in college and helped me financially so I could finish grad school. We had rented an entire lodge in Idyllwild for our wedding in 2007, we had a living trust drawn up for our children. We had much in common, and as far as I knew, had been in love and happy. I had felt needed and respected in my marriage and was under the impression that we could weather anything as a couple. I simply did not see this coming. He gave so few hints! Nothing stands out as an obvious sign even now, but when Lolly appeared, he suddenly began stabbing me in the back repeatedly and without remorse. The sadness and stress it caused were almost enough to push me over the edge. || All this time, day after day, Bruce was busily pouring forth bullshit to me saying: ”she needs to leave” “You are the only woman for me” “I love you and only you” “I wish she would go!” Then of course, he would go to her and slander stupendous lies about me…all the while professing his love for her. Bruce’s lies assured that Lolly and I would keep fighting with each other. To lie in such a deliberate fashion in the face of devotion, love and trust should be illegal, and anyone who indulges in it at the expense of another persons sanity should be jailed for a very long time. || Bruce was playing evil, degenerate games with my heart, dismissing truth in favor of hurtful, terrible lies. Malicious lies. Using me. Playing with me as though I were a toy. It was a shade of ugly I did not know existed. Bruce’s “Ugly Little Game” pitted her against me as an opponent in a Medieval tournament: It was ugly and brutal and heartless of him to create such pain and suffering, while he just sat back, reaching for more pills. || “Bruce needs to know shame,” I thought. “He needs to feel shame.” Ugly? Ok. I can do ugly too. It was time to drag out the big guns. He needed to suffer. He needed reality, and I was not feeling generous in any way. || I suddenly realized that Lolly was nothing more than a smitten, dumb, druggie whore: That HE was the real problem.” This behavior was mortifying and painful beyond belief to me, and I was not in the mood to fuck around, so in the Spring of 2011, I made sure that his “spiritual superiors” at The ‘Community of Christ Church’ (formerly the ‘New Reformed Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints’) received my detailed testimony, which included solid proof of gross violations of moral & ethical conduct, drug abuse, adultery, and for mental and emotional cruelty, for which he was defrocked and temporarily excommunicated. When it comes to shaming, this church council DEFINITELY knows their stuff…and I did it ALL over Facebook! || Electronic Age ministers need to SERIOUSLY walk the line and all churches need to monitor their representatives closely to avoid damage to their reputations. Honestly, should someone of this caliber be allowed to preach anything to ANYONE? Too bad the church officials did not have the courtesy to thank me for it. || “According to Wikipedia, blackmail…is an act, often a crime involving unjustified threats to make a gain or cause loss to another unless a demand is met.” I really hate to bring THIS up, but it is an integral part of the story. Yes, kiddies. They did it together, they broke the law big time. Its recorded and still on my phone. || Bruce and Lolly called me from his daughter’s cell phone. The Loll-dildo of course, talked FOR Bruce. I know that he was there though, because he was slurring phrases in the background like a veteran drunkard. || She tried really hard to pressure me into giving up my $40,000.00 tax sheltered annuity- a part of the divorce that had been already agreed upon in writing-and to accept another TSA worth only $20.000.00 Also, she also told me to sign over our virtually new 2011 Subaru to her. She said that if I did not do these things by March 1st she would file a restraining order on me that would include “restriction from seeing Bruce.” (Can’t let that All-Important ‘Meal Ticket’ get out of sight!) I just told Lolly that she was slowing the divorce process rather than hastening it, that I would not submit to blackmail, and to otherwise go “fuck herself” || This self righteous Good Christian Whore then actually hauled me into court! It was amusing really: her spitting venom and carrying several hideous Photoshop hack jobs I had assembled in about 3 minutes total: one of her face on a donkey, one of her face pasted poorly into a beautiful Hindu painting depicting an orgy, and one of her showing off her tits. (Bruce took the picture of her tits on his cell phone-then he LET me load it onto my own computer. According to Bruce, Lolly is still “deeply wounded” by this little “art” show. || Until she submitted these silly pics for the judge and the court to peruse, I had considered our arguments to be personal and uno y uno. I had NO idea that this woman was… bold enough? Lame enough? Stupid enough? Immodest enough? To want her barenaked tits seen by a judge… and cops and bailiffs and secretaries and clerks etc. But, in the tradition of whores everywhere, I guess Lolly just HAD to share her boobs with as many people as she could! ? || I never posted them on Facebook, Twitter or Google or anywhere on the internet, and never will, as I am encumbered with this little nuisance called “integrity.” If they are there, she posted them there. Not me. || All of this is amusing stuff for sure. Very entertaining. But fun and games of this sort can bite. || Lolly got a restraining order on me-not that I had ever REALLY threatened her openly and with deadly intent, but I was drinking heavily with the sorrow and pain of the lies, and she and Bruce were REALLY skinny on drugs, and we all had access to firearms. Such circumstances make for a very BAD brew, so the restraining order was definitely for the best, but it still spins my head backwards: SHE was offended? The sleazy bitch who came to my door at 4:30am looking for my husband, then moved in with him and was now actively spreading rumors and lies about me…SHE was OFFENDED at some lousy art? When the offender gets offended, does anyone really care? || Given the state of inebriation we were all experiencing, its no wonder Loll-ita effectively had her head in a wedgie over Bruce. It was obvious to everyone who knew better that he was serially lying to both of us, but she simply would not acknowledge it. Living in deliberate oblivion works only for a while. She’s bound to find out sooner or later that she is now married to an outwardly warm, but inwardly empty, cold-blooded liar. I have no doubt that she will experience just how mean he can be. Maybe Lolly is happy to live with her own little comforting lies, since truth can be so pointed. Perhaps by living their delusional lies, Homewreckers find the power to maintain self respect, even though they are, like Lolly, evil cunts and nothing more. || Awwww…poor La-La. Sooo angry and offended that her face was shopped into a bestial orgy! But consider this: Lolly came to my home at 4:30am intending to wreck my 9 year relationship and marriage to Bruce and I allowed her inside, offered her a drink, and let her confront him without interference of any kind. || Who truly has class and who’s the real ass here? || This decidedly unchristlike behavior on her part was met with compassion from me. || I can only say “thank Dog I’m Atheist.” || Starting in February of 2011 BlaBla and my still-legal husband Bruce were parading, lovey-dovey around the campus where we all and worked and knew everyone, wearing look-alike hats (these people are in their 50s and 60s!) pretending to be married and claiming that “Jesus wanted it that way.” She was showing off her FAKE “husband” and her FAKE “wedding bling” to her buddies, while smiling and carrying on like she was the Queen of the Galaxy, while high on a spicy cocktail of oxtcontin, soma, morphine & valium. || The Lourdblower landed Bruce by offering her then-petite body endlessly, drugging him heavily and then forcing him into remembering promises he probably never made. Bruce was broken to her will. Everyone witnessed it. Our lawyer, our friends and families, students and staff at work were all but puking all over themselves at the sight. It was a joke. She spoke for him, since he was often too loaded to speak at all. He could not think for himself, she made sure of that by feeding him drugs. She would not allow this “big” fish to get away! Bruce was a bonafide chemical zombie. He remained completely unaware of the snickers of his students as he stumbled about, mumbling through class, or the anguish he was inflicting on me. He was unaware of what he was doing to his life. || So, what prizes did Lolly Rivera come home with? || Lets see:The house in Desert Hot Springs: upside-down for over $80,000.00 since the housing crash.2 The new Subaru: a car Bruce insisted I buy with him for domestic adventures “after we retire” $400.00 payment (USD) monthly for another 24 months.His retirement: Nope. His kids get that if/when he dies.Bruce’s retirement was scheduled for 2013. It has been postponed an additional 3-5 years due to financial losses at work, savings losses & his oxycontin induced credit card debt.“We have a big, FAT prenuptial agreement that leaves everything I have to my kids. Lolly gets nothing.” ~Bruce Bridenbecker. September, 2013.Bruce: the REAL prize: Approximately $40,000.00 (USD) per year lighter because of his demotion from Division Chair…a rather high price for his inability to keep his pants zipped, and the loss of a mature 40,000.00 TSA representing 20 years of savings.Congratulations Lolly! Local Whore makes good! || Apparently Lolly feels entitled to anything if she lies effectively enough for it. She posts scripture on the internet and claims to “love Jesus more than life itself” She is also uneducated, aggressive, mouthy, with the emotional maturity of a 12 year old. I have visited her Facebook page, and I can say honestly that my teenaged daughter posts more interesting things. This poor pathetic loser was SO desperate to get married that when they DID actually marry in July of 2012, she signed off in writing every inheritance she might get. No pension, no house, no annuities, nothing… According to Bruce, “their prenuptual agreement states that she waives any right to his accumulated wealth, and that he can divorce her at any time without repercussion.“ || …but, since its hard to see when a compulsive liar is telling the truth, don’t quote me. || Bruce is the source of this information, and we know how THAT goes. || According to her relatives and their friends, “Lolly fucked many of their boyfriends and husbands and has been a compulsive liar since she was a kid” “Retribution will come. It will come.” says one relative. You bet it will. When Bruce leaves her for another adoring fan, she will probably stab him-and I’m NOT the only one who believes this either! || I hate driving any more, so spending $33,000.00 on a stupid car still seems really lame. I only signed on to that debt because Bruce insisted we buy a car together (still puzzling over that one…it’s a CAR not a child!). With the $33,000.00 that fucking thing costs, I would visit Indonesia…and Thailand, and Australia and New Zealand-all in style… maybe 4, 5 maybe 6 times! What a FUCKING waste! When we came apart I flatly refused to pay the monthly, so now Bruce pays it and Miz Lollygag gets to DRIVE it. Such a thrill for her! Congratulations La-La. I’m sure that you are VERY proud of yourself. || I had been teaching at Copper Mountain College only part time. There was no chance of tenure, but I loved my job! I had spent hundreds of hours putting together beautiful classes that many of my former students have gone out of their way to tell me they loved. I had been, no doubt, very intimidating to him for a long time. I often had a waiting list, whereas Bruce would start a semester with maybe 15 students total and only 4-5 would complete the class. Do you think that professional jealousy played a part in his shameless lying and torment of me? It must be intimidating to a man who spends many years teaching, and who fancies himself as the “best of the best” to be utterly upstaged by his rookie wife. || Typically, Bruce has tried many times to pass all the blame for my termination along to the Dean of Academic Affairs, but this too is a lie. He set the stage for my being fired by lying openly about my performance a a teacher. (I know this to be true, as I recently encountered a knowledgeable school secretary at a bar. When I asked her politely to tell me the real story behind my termination, she refused. I then followed her into the restroom, threw her up against the wall, grabbed her by the throat, twisted her glottis very hard, and let her know in NO uncertain terms that “I would bite her fucking nose OFF her ugly FUCKING face if she did not fessthefuckup.” Not surprisingly, she did.) || I always took Bruce to be my equal in many areas, but also he has served as my teacher and ringmaster many times as well. I still ask him for advice on various things because he really is a successful, professional class person and-when sober- has a great deal of common sense. So why would a man like this marry three welfare queens? I’m the only one of Bruce’s four wives (to date) who even comes close to matching and/or exceeding his scientific acumen. I’m the only of the four with any professional experience at all, and the only one with an advanced degree. I’m the only one with active interests in the same things that he finds fun and interesting. And I’m also the one he suddenly turned on like a nasty, jealous dog. || Like Bruce, my knowledge in many of the sciences is considerable. The astronomy class I built at CMC was by FAR the most popular science class at the time. In the fall semester of 2010, I turned away a dozen students I did not have the seating room for. My class retention rate was FAR higher than his ever was-or ever will be. This is due in part to constant improvements I made to my presentations and my overall attitude of helpfulness and compassion for my students. || Could professional jealousy have played a part in my being sacked? I would say “yes” || Silly, stupid women like Lolly have NOTHING going for them except who they suck off and cook for. Marriage-apparently at any price- is this welfare whore’s version of ‘success.’ I still find it amusing that Lolly refers to Bruce as “her” man. The term “MY MAN” implies ownership. Bruce does not seem to notice that Lolly thinks of him as property. In other universes, I’m told, slaves have to be sold. || When Bruce grumbles on to me about Lolly-which he does everytime I see him-he flaps his lips about divorcing her, blathering about how he ”misses me” “would never had divorced me if…” “he is not really her friend” bla…bla…bla… I just listen and smile and analyze. || Bruce is essentially a politician. He relies on his smooth veneer to steer conversations away from hard facts. He is an overachiever of average intelligence who understands how flattery can be used in order to manipulate others and to sell himself. || He is in reality, a pathetic blowhard who thrives on being worshipped, with an ego that requires continuous flattering. He requires a woman who will soothe his bottomless inferiority problems. In retrospect, my marriage to this obviously inferior man was often more frustrating than it was worth. I was loyal to him completely and he abused my love and loyalty publicly and without remorse. I deserve only the very, very best in men, not petty jealousy and infidelity from some self involved, over educated, over achieving crack baby with a taste for street snatch. Drugs be damned. He is 100% responsible for the pain he caused me, as is Lolly. I would be a weak-minded fool to believe that he “did not mean to do what he did.” Both Bruce and Lolly meant to do everything they could to discredit me. The lengths that bottom feeders will go to lend themselves an air of “respectability” is laughabl>

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