You're perhaps aware the ~single article in the USG playbook relating to "inconvenient persons" (as distinct and distinguishable from the playbook relating to inconvenient events) is putting forth numerous false claims of sexual misconduct.

Along these lines, Hussein Bahamasⁱ is still chiefly remembered today for asking the district attorney to find a prostitute who would a) convincingly masquerade as a hotel employee and b) falsely claim Strauss-Kahn "raped"ⁱⁱ her ; and once Assange turned from friendly to unfriendly all sorts of tired hobags started coming out of the woodwork to claim bizarro sexual malpractices by then decades old, entirely undocumentable and so following.

We shan't be bothering with beating this old horse to death, but in context it should come as no surprise that random kid involved with the strange case of the German public no longer being able to so quietly ignore Angela Merkel's apparently bottomless appetite for raw, unlubed USG.State penis up her physiological orifices an' canals immediately became a "rapist" and whatnot. This of course only serves to make him respectableⁱⁱⁱ, but we also don't happen to give much of a shit about all that -- it's tor after all, for the love of lolcows.

Instead, let's consider some unrelated if rather telling quotes, selected^iv from the monumental pile of garbage the "documentation" of said "sexual misconduct" produced. Here goes :

While travelling, the first time he came to the city I lived in, I invited him to stay at my house. As politely as I could, I explained, "You can have the floor, and I'll take my bed, or the other way around. If you're comfortable with it, we can share my bed, as friends. Meaning no physical contact." We both slept in my bed.
~ Anonymous Ho-Bag^v, also known as "Forest" as well as "Isis Agora Lovecruft".

This item can not through any stretch of the imagination be called "my house". It is arguably not even much of a studio.

Once Jake had moved to Germany, I came to visit friends there for a while, and one night I stayed at Jake's place. Again, we shared a bed, as friends. There weren't even any discussion or attempts beforehand to convince me to do anything sexual with him. It was freezing cold, and I went to bed with several layers of street clothes on.
~ Same Ho-Bag as above.

Who does this ? And if your answer basically sums up to her, you're just about right. Germany had heating before it was made part of the Roman empire, what the fuck is this even supposed to be ?!

There's a thingee on the wall and a furnace in a dedicated space in any place I've ever lived. You twist the knob. That's it.

Apparently that's not it for whoever this is, but then again... why are we even considering the life stories of africans ? They've no voice among civilised people for a reason, and yes, if your solution to "it being cold" is "going to bed in five layers of street clothes" then whatever you might think you have to say is thereby automatically invalidated! You've not yet mastered the very basics of this thing you aim to speak to, and your voice can therefore not be heard. At all!

Jake and I had some minor romantic interest in each other when he invited me to his apartment one evening. He told me he wanted to take a bath, and invited me into his bathroom to hang out with him. I said, okay, but I don't want to take a bath with you. I sat down on the toilet and started chatting with him, and he immediately began coercing me to get into his bathtub. I was hungover, possibly still a little drunk from the night before, and although I wasn't interested in getting in, I wasn't so firm in my resolve because of my somewhat compromised state. I kept saying no, and he kept asking (while chatting about other things), and eventually I said, okay, I'll keep my underwear and tshirt on and put my legs in the water. I did that, and he kept asking me to get in all the way, even as I told him I wasn't interested.
~ Alison Macrina.^vi

Who the fuck bothers ? An escort, meaning pretty and young and eager, goes for half a Bitcoin these days, if that. She ain't gonna be even wearing fucking panties. A hooker, if you're poor, costs a few Bitcents, if that.

So, again, who the fuck bothers ?

Other than people so fucking poor they don't get to contribute to the conversation, of course.

Only a few months later, I'd be dragging 40 Americans from DEFCON to CCC Camp in 2007. Jake was on that trip (at a huge discount, paid for by someone else) and pretty much every person on that trip can tell you what an epic asshole he was.

~Nobody

Mostly included to remind everyone that actual conferences cost money ; USG conferences a) do not and b) are paid by slips from Hitler in all cases anyway.

> In February, while the group was planning travel to Japan for the
> PQCrypto conference, Tanja asked me to share an AirBNB with Jacob. Though
> I was not comfortable having to spend time with Jacob, I did not feel
> comfortable declining, since the rest of the group's accommodations
> were already booked.

Once again: if I believe what Mr. de Valence now writes, then Mr. de Valence knew starting in December 2015 that he was deeply angry with Mr. Appelbaum. But in February 2016 he was still concealing this information from me, and I'm told also from Prof. Lange, and I'm told also from Mr. Appelbaum. Mr. de Valence did _not_ reveal that he was uncomfortable sharing a room with Mr. Appelbaum.

~ Daniel J. Bernstein, of smooth-parts-of-integers fame, recounting the words of some random fucktoy with which he has had -- much to his indelible shame -- utterly improper dealings over the years.

Do you know what the word is for one who can't afford his own accomodations ?

Leaving aside the label : of fucking course you can fuck it! Can't afford a place to stay means it's there for the fucking. What the fuck else could it possibly mean ?

No, you can't be a person if you can't afford your own place. Out of the fucking question. Entirely, utterly and completely out of the question.

The list could go on, ad infinitum, and be expanded to include all sorts of entirely indistinguishable bums. I won't be bothered. Instead, let me make it as clear as it conceivably be made :

STOP BEING FUCKING POOR

Contrary to what ill-indented idiots / your parents might have erroneously misrepresented in your general direction, poor people have no rights and present no interest. Poor people may not speak, on any public matter ; poor people may not decide how to dispose of anything, including their own time and their own physical body, etcetera. There is no such thing as citizenship for the poor. Get the fuck out of poverty first and foremost! Then, maybe you may have something to say. Not before!

Do we understand each other or do you have to be beaten first ?

1. The allegedly-black nigger that oversaw the final stages of the decay of the once prosperous United States into yet another nation of Africa. [↩]
2. No, the allegation does not actually amount to rape. It's "rape". [↩]
3. Vague "sexual misconduct" allegations are more of a positive than a negative by now, as I'm sure you're well aware. [↩]
4. Selected strictly in the sense of being dislodged from the mass of nonsense pertaining to other topics ; absolutely not selected in the sense of, "picked from among a larger set of quotes on the same topic". [↩]
5. It is important to mention that other than there not existing any reason to believe there's any relation between the online identity in question and any particular person, said online identity has actually contributed nothing of any interest in any technical or scientific sense. You might as well be discussing your good friend pirate, or the very amusing Uppitty Tortilla. You understand this, yes ? [↩]
6. They did this "genius" "PR!!!" move whereby they first published unsourced tittilating content under "pseudonym" and then "admitted" to it, transparently because they imagined this approach will deliver twice the media frenzy.

   If you're familiar with the expired can of lard doing business as Michael Moore, you're familiar with the basic procedure. It's essentially being Suzanne. The innovation, if you can call it that (you can't, Kim gets dibs ; and besides it was discussed on Trilema) consists of trying to do it with sex rather than pity. ("Sex" rather than the traditional sex tapes for the obvious reasons.) [↩]