I registered the handle "dontbenebby" on a variety of platforms intending to use it for the weekend in Las Vegas for Defcon, but the joke seems to have gotten a bit out of hand.

I thought I would get a job offer at Defcon, and abandon it after a weekend of jokingly tweeting like a Chapo, but instead folks took me into the room Steven Paddock would later shoot out of (or one very similar in the same set_) and told me they're not required to hire me, then made a show of making be try to do the OSCP as I had a string of breakins, cyber and physical.

I went back again, after that attack, and folks still weren't very helpful.

In parallel with the above, I was living with my parents, who abused the fact they were former state and federal officials to do things like slit my mail open", threaten me with firearms, and generally engage in the same abuses that I left out of my hit essay[1] in order to let them and others save face.

(Abuses like: having my septum deviated, my collarbone broken, and being forced to take speech therapy classes for my lisp after I was "too aggressive" about the homophobic comments staff and students made to a twice exceptional queer, autistic Appalachian son of a carpenter. )

On my end, I will admit I can be an unpleasant person, but one of the core sources of my anger is lack of reoccurring income, paired with a deep regret I spent over ten year acquiring skills that normally are off no use if no one opts into letting you use them. (Lockpicking, penetration testing, Tang Soo Do... you know, typical "IT stuff".)

I'm about to pay the bare minimum on my secured card through the credit union account I opened during my aborted PhD.

Should I stand up a website on the domain, blog about technical topics, and continue this charade of "looking for work"?

Or sell it and exit the United States, having accomplished my "stay behind mission"?

At one point, a nonprofit told me they'd help me avoid having my lease illegally ended and connect me with something called "ERAP" to pay my rent until the pandemic was over, when I could safely and leisurely look for a new apartment, having moved out of said abusive enviornment prior to COVID falling. When that payment didn't come, I had to sell out of my IRA -- and I used some of those coerced funds to verify I'm eligible for an Italian passport, so emigration, with zero intent to return to the USA is on the table.

When I was having insurrectionists stalk me, I took a look at some guns down at the Pittsburgh Waterfront's Dick's -- and very purposefully decided to get a medical marijuana card instead.

However, folks inside and outside the dispensary refused to follow the guidlines, which is a trigger for someone on the autistic spectrum -- it felt like I was back at the approved private school that I wrote about. (In fact, I ran into at least one of my old teachers at the dispensary, and another I saw on the TV running up on the capital on January 6th).

I'm sorry if this post comes across as entitled, but I worry sometimes that people are not registering that I feel trapped behind enemy lines. This is not a movie or TV show, and if it was it would not be The Perks of Being a Wallflower or Mr. Robot.

(It'd be more like a mix of "Pirates of Silicon Valley" and "The Americans", the latter of which I hadn't seen until quite recently.)

TL;DR: What should I do with dontbenebby.com, dontbenebby.org, and dontbenebby.net -- use them or sell it? I'm happy to go into more detail if needed or if the above was unclear. (I'm good at writing, not editing... you can only do so much by yourself.)

Sincerely, Gregory Adam Mario Norcie, ABD.

[1] https://boingboing.net/2013/01/05/pedagogyofthedepressed.html