Inactive Gwen Hartley & The Hartley Hooligans - Attention Seeking Horrorshow Mom of Two Dead Gremlins & Finally Free Human Son

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Gwen's motives seem to begin and end with Gwen. How it's going to effect Gwen and Gwen's existence and how it impacts the world's view of her. Even if it's only in her mind or that of the comments on her facebook.

The mermaid event and this specific blog post always summed Gwen's motives up for me. The one where she tard rages at the Knights of Columbus worker who had the vest on raising money for speds and where she chimped out at Cal over him saying something she didn't like and took glee in the fact he was crying and upset so much so that she continued to chimp at him shit like "HOW DARE YOU" whilst he's bawling.
She's a cunt. A self serving cunt and those repulsive money wasting potatoes are an extension of her - they're her leverage to make sure the spotlights on her 24/7. PT means people around, people fussing around her, attention on her. She'd never give that up regardless of if it hurts the potatoes or not. If she can continue to yell at Cal whilst he's crying and saying he's dumb and instead of comfort him, makes it about how shit has effected her, then she sure as fuck isn't going to care about 2 non speaking vegetables who's sole purpose is to act as attention beacons for her.
Gwen is so fragile in the front she puts forth that a child's innocent utterance tears her down and devastates her. She'd had years and years of dealing with reactions to her extremely disabled daughters, whose appearance is shocking. A woman who is trying to ensure her children have a decent experience in life would have gently told the boy that the girls aren't dying, that they have a condition that makes them different, and that she's glad he's concerned about them but they're really just fine. Then she would have given him a Snickers bar and smiled as he left, even if she felt a bit sad that her daughters will never have that experience of getting candy and picking out their costumes for Halloween.

Nope, Gwen experienced blinding, irrational, outrageous anger at a child. A child. A small human being with a limited experience of the world who was being confronted with very sick, fragile, emaciated children and being told to come and talk to them like they were just like him, able to speak and understand and laugh. Gwen's mental state is a house of cards that a little kid in a state of surprise or fright can bring down and if Gwen came unglued on a kid like in front of any decent mother she would have found out what real rage is, how unacceptable it is to be shaming a kid for not understanding that which is so arcane it took years for experts to determine the cause of. The girls looked so macabre dressed as mermaids that they would have fit in well in a Rob Zombie film. I would not let any kid in my control be confronted with that freak show.

Thanks. I knew atrophy wasn't right but it was the only word that came to me. Rigidity would have been better.

What I didn't know was that PT wouldn't help. That's sad, because if muscle relaxers are the only thing that can soften those muscles and ease the pain, we know they'll never get them.
Valium is straight up the best treatment for spastic hypertonia and Gwen would rather her girls suffer than give it to them because there is a chance it could affect their CNS. Because god forbid the girls ever have a moment's comfort if there is a minuscule chance they may stop breathing. Best to keep them alive as long as possible even if they feel misery day and night.

If you analyze Gwen's statements enough while understanding the basics of the girls' conditions, she sounds like a cruel lunatic. She says the girls are basically normal, that they love music, that they feel emotions, that they feel hunger. If they can feel emotions and can feel hunger, then that means they can anticipate pain and can feel pain. So once you know they cannot be helped by PT, once you have a basic understanding of what it feels like to have hypertonia so bad it dislocates the hips and creates hand sores from curled fingers biting into the palm of the hand, you begin to understand how painful it is to be forced to undergo therapy in that condition with no pain killer or muscle relaxers. And that the therapy is futile is the cherry on the sundae.

So Gwen is in essence cheerfully admitting that she puts her daughters through misery that can do them no good. I really don't think the girls can anticipate pain. I also don't know if they feel pain in the same way healthy people do. But if they are as Gwen says they are - sassy teens with tastes, personal expressions and the capacity to experience their environment, then she is flat out admitting she permits them to be tortured each time they undergo unmedicated dental work, physical therapy, months-long chicken pox contagions without any medical skin care, and on and on.
 
Gwen doesn't give a shit about her goblins, outside of what they can do to provide her with the attention from strangers online she craves.

The parade of nurses and technicians providing the ass pets and photo ops she so badly craves ends if she accepts they're doing more harm than good. You don't get cute little accessories like glasses and standing chairs and shit with valium therapy.

I wonder what she's going to do with her life once her pinheads die. She's made her whole existence playing pretend with these things.
 
Gwen doesn't give a shit about her goblins, outside of what they can do to provide her with the attention from strangers online she craves.

The parade of nurses and technicians providing the ass pets and photo ops she so badly craves ends if she accepts they're doing more harm than good. You don't get cute little accessories like glasses and standing chairs and shit with valium therapy.

I wonder what she's going to do with her life once her pinheads die. She's made her whole existence playing pretend with these things.

Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if she tried for another potato or adopted a special needs kid, even if said adopted kid won't scratch the same age being - you know - sentient.
 
Gwen doesn't give a shit about her goblins, outside of what they can do to provide her with the attention from strangers online she craves.

The parade of nurses and technicians providing the ass pets and photo ops she so badly craves ends if she accepts they're doing more harm than good. You don't get cute little accessories like glasses and standing chairs and shit with valium therapy.

I wonder what she's going to do with her life once her pinheads die. She's made her whole existence playing pretend with these things.

Adopt or try for more potatoes or hope Cal will have little pinheads of his own that she can act brave over (or create potato grand kids by 'accident')
 
Gwen is so fragile in the front she puts forth that a child's innocent utterance tears her down and devastates her. She'd had years and years of dealing with reactions to her extremely disabled daughters, whose appearance is shocking.
First off, I'm not entirely sure the Halloween incident happened and, even if it did, I'd be willing to bet that Gwennie took some artistic liberties to make the situation far worse than it was. Back when I went trick-or-treating, I was always under firm orders to never go into the house of anyone I didn't know, so I can't even imagine the reaction if that little boy went back to his parents and told them some weird lady invited him into her house so he could look at some dying girls.

Next, while I would never argue that Gwennie isn't a lunatic, she's not that fragile. She knows how to act fragile and butthurt and brave when it suits her because she knows that gets her the most asspats on Facebook. After all, what would get a better reaction from the other mommybloggers: a story about the terrible child who came to her door and insulted her daughters, or a heartwarming story about how she calmly explained their condition to him?

Almost everything Gwennie does is calculated to maximize the attention she gets.

I wonder what she's going to do with her life once her pinheads die. She's made her whole existence playing pretend with these things.
Here's how it's going to go down:
  • One of her daughters (likely Lola) will die first.
  • We will get a biiiiig Facebook post, tribute video, photographic retrospective of Lola's life, etc.
  • Gwennie will make a big deal out of all of Lola's "favorite" toys and how she is burying them with her (with special focus on that rubber chicken thing).
  • After the funeral, there will be a metric crap-ton of pics of the funeral, of Lola in her little pink casket, etc.
  • Many many asspats from Facebook and the mommybloggers.
  • If at all possible, Gwennie will go on another media tour and try to get some more press/TV coverage for herself.
  • Gwennie will put on her supermom face and will double down on the surviving potato.
  • When the second one bites it, that will be the cue for Gwennie to have a very public meltdown, criticizing everyone for not believing in her/not understanding that the potatoes had hopes and dreams and feelings, blaming the government for not providing more services for the disabled, railing against the medical profession for being uncaring and not doing enough, and complaining about the horrible treatment she had to endure every time she went out in public.
  • Since there's not much long-term notoriety in being the mother of two deceased disabled girls, Gwennie is going to milk that for as long as she can because, after that, she knows she is going to become irrelevant.
 
I tend to ignore the parents. I'm more fascinated by the freak show aspects of all this. We don't get the benefit of a true and horrifying circus experience any more. Cirque du Solier has co-opted that from us and turned it into soft core bisexual porn accompanied by Enya music. No thanks. But at least the internet can still be our big top.
I agree, they ARE a true Freak Show. It's rare to get one these days, especially with the circus no longer being around. I suppose the internet really IS our big top now indeed.
 
I agree, they ARE a true Freak Show. It's rare to get one these days, especially with the circus no longer being around. I suppose the internet really IS our big top now indeed.

The internet and "reality" TV shows like My 600 lb life, little ppl shows, hoarders, Kardashians, etc.... provide us with the modern day freak shows you can gawk at from the comfort of your home.
 
I just had a chance to watch this. As cringy as the video is, the comments from the asspatters are even worse -- numerous posters commented on how interested the potatoes looked. Lolwut?

The best comment, however, was when Cathi West Harry mentioned that her feet were flat on the floor. Ummm, it's called "gravity", Cathy...

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Gwen hasn't ruled out having another baby.
Given the genetic mutation combo seems pretty keen to come out in this couple - they could well have another goblin and that will spin the fame train out for Gwen for another decade or so. Or she will have a normal baby and have to do normal things with it and nobody will care and it will all be a horrible bore for her.
 
Gwen hasn't ruled out having another baby.
Seriously?

Since she seems like the type to underplay her age, does anyone know how old she really is? She and Scott were high school sweethearts so, if she got married at 20, that means she would have given birth to Cal around age 21. Since Cal has to be 18 by now, that means Gwennie is at least 39, if not into her 40's.

Even if the genetic mutation doesn't come up (and I would assume we're looking at a 1-in-4 shot), there are all sorts of other complications (:autism: among them) that can arise in a pregnancy once the woman hits the big 4-0.

Yikes.
 
First off, I'm not entirely sure the Halloween incident happened and, even if it did, I'd be willing to bet that Gwennie took some artistic liberties to make the situation far worse than it was.

Here's how it's going to go down:
  • One of her daughters (likely Lola) will die first.
  • We will get a biiiiig Facebook post, tribute video, photographic retrospective of Lola's life, etc.
  • Gwennie will make a big deal out of all of Lola's "favorite" toys and how she is burying them with her (with special focus on that rubber chicken thing).
  • After the funeral, there will be a metric crap-ton of pics of the funeral, of Lola in her little pink casket, etc.
  • Many many asspats from Facebook and the mommybloggers.
  • If at all possible, Gwennie will go on another media tour and try to get some more press/TV coverage for herself.
  • Gwennie will put on her supermom face and will double down on the surviving potato.
  • When the second one bites it, that will be the cue for Gwennie to have a very public meltdown, criticizing everyone for not believing in her/not understanding that the potatoes had hopes and dreams and feelings, blaming the government for not providing more services for the disabled, railing against the medical profession for being uncaring and not doing enough, and complaining about the horrible treatment she had to endure every time she went out in public.
  • Since there's not much long-term notoriety in being the mother of two deceased disabled girls, Gwennie is going to tard cum that for as long as she can because, after that, she knows she is going to become irrelevant.

She's definitely mental, calculating and so far into her martyrdom to make this up, or purposely engineer a situation where she can rant and get asspats.

Also, when these creatures do shuffle off this mortal coil, there will be a huge media tour talking about their "Legacy" which means she can defraud folks out of charity money
 
I had to watch it because "most delusional thing Gwen has ever posted" is a high high bar. It cracked me up that she had them "watching" a show on the atmosphere and space travel (calling it "space school"). Leave it to Gwen to put on some science show for intelligent children as if it's the least bit appropriate, it's not physical/occupational therapy she's having them do it's pure theater for her followers.

It did make me think that the potatoes could have some role in the space program. Instead of sending monkey or dogs on test runs, they should send the hartley potatoes! Since all they need to do is monitor vital signs and it would be much kinder than using animals who can feel terror and pain. Maybe it would make up for all tax dollars that have been flushed down the toilet for "therapy" on these two.

She's got them in space school so they can one day be with their people again.

 
She just posted a new video on her Hooligans FB. It has the girls wearing glasses and looking in the general direction of a television while Lola twitches in her seat.
Totes watching TV guys~
https://www.facebook.com/TheHartley...342938969247/1101957326574465/?type=2&theater

"Watching TV." Yeah, sure.
I used to have guinea pigs. They used to "watch tv" with me, too. That is to say, their heads were pointed in the general direction of the tv while it was on. So I guess they "watched" it.
This is even worse, since Lola's eyeballs weren't even pointed anywhere near the tv. It's painfully obvious.
Is this mom for real? I know I shouldn't be shocked at this point, but...if Mom has somehow convinced herself that poor Lola is "watching" tv, then she is far beyond help.
How can it not be obvious that she is totally unaware of what is going on around her? This makes me want to puke.
 
Gwen hasn't ruled out having another baby.
Given the genetic mutation combo seems pretty keen to come out in this couple - they could well have another goblin and that will spin the fame train out for Gwen for another decade or so. Or she will have a normal baby and have to do normal things with it and nobody will care and it will all be a horrible bore for her.

I could see Gwen thinking a new baby wouldn't be a big deal because she's already got an army helping care for the two half baked fetuses so what's one more on the pile?

Funny thing is a normal infant would be a lot of work while another brendelfly could be added to the pile. Gwen has probably forgotten what it's like to care for a normal infant who has demands and needs it will constantly cry to have met. Remember how excited Gwen is in the video where Claire kind of half cries for three seconds? Yeah. Potatoes are sort of like babies but without all the endless demands, crying and development, closer to ugly dolls than normal infants.

But I don't think she actually has any intention of having more kids, she would just say such a thing to "prove" she's fine with risking having another potato b/c they are so special and wonderful. The odds are 1 in 4 and she's only beaten them once with Cal.

It still blows my mind that she proceeded with her third pregnancy after being told Lola was affected. Kicker is the Lola was even worse off than Claire, so it can get even worse with their shitty genetic lottery. The real tragic losers are the kids they produce. Up until the last twenty years both potatoes would have died after mericifully short lives but medical science has enabled them to have unnaturally long lives that were never meant to be.
 
First off, I'm not entirely sure the Halloween incident happened and, even if it did, I'd be willing to bet that Gwennie took some artistic liberties to make the situation far worse than it was. Back when I went trick-or-treating, I was always under firm orders to never go into the house of anyone I didn't know, so I can't even imagine the reaction if that little boy went back to his parents and told them some weird lady invited him into her house so he could look at some dying girls.

When I trick or treated, you just went out on your own, with a group of friends maybe, and no, you never entered a stranger's house.

Now, though, I don't even see trick or treaters without parents at all, ever, even in small towns.
 
When I trick or treated, you just went out on your own, with a group of friends maybe, and no, you never entered a stranger's house.

Now, though, I don't even see trick or treaters without parents at all, ever, even in small towns.

Yeah, it's sad. Being with your parents trick or treating was for 3 years old and under only when I was a kid. Part of the fun with running around as a pack of roving kids after dark.

I think it's mostly a helicopter parent thing because I see kids in poorer neighborhoods still roving like candy bandits unsupervised but only cause it gives mom a few hours to smoke meth uninterrupted. Pedos and urban legends about razor blades in candy ruined trick or treat for kids with responsible parents. Where I live now I don't think I've ever seen kids without parents three feet or beside them at the door.
 
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