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Hello Hugo. When last I asked you the following questions, you deleted the comment within four minutes of it being posted and closed all comments on this account within eight. Is that a confirmation of what was asked, or would you like to be more clear? Let's try again.
On your Medium account some years ago, you wrote an untitled post about a time when you were a professor and you were on a trip to Washington DC with several of your female students. You described an incident during this trip when you and your students were having group sex in a hotel room, and one of them was intoxicated and unable to communicate her consent.
Despite being aware of this, you raped her, regardless.
You had tagged this post as fiction, but I do not believe that this is the case, particularly because you had described a version of this incident in an interview years before writing the post on Medium, and also because you deleted this post some time after writing it.
Did this incident occur as described?
Is this incident part of the reason you blew up your own life, to avoid eventually being caught?
Is this incident part of the reason why you are so insistent that all of your sexual encounters with your students were consensual?
Is this incident the reason why you seem so upset by the #MeToo movement?
Is this incident why you have a long habit of confessing and oversharing embarrassing information?
Is this incident the reason why you sometimes like to brag about how nobody can prove you actually did anything worth being fired over?
Did you rape other students?
Do you really think someone who spends as much time lecturing other people about how to be moral and civilized as you do has any right to be taken seriously if the answer to even one of these questions is yes?
I deleted your comment because I was exasperated. I don’t owe strangers anything. You don’t know me of my family, and for heaven’s sakes, do reduce the greatest female philosopher of the entire Middle Ages to her relationship with Peter Abelard (it really happened, not a novel, Google is your friend) is claptrap.
You get to be troubled! You get to hate! You get to disguise your contempt behind concern, your venom behind a concern for “the truth at last.” You won’t believe the truth when it’s in your face.
I owe you and yours nothing. Deep down, you want me dead and my children bereft. I never lose sight of that fact.
You realize you still haven't answered the question right? You realize what this looks like to anyone reading this, right?
Hugo if I wanted you dead, you would know it. Clearly I am willing to say whatever I think is warranted in this kind of conversation, so the fact that I haven't should tell you something important.
Think about all the negative things people have said to you, and notice everything I haven't said.
What I want you to do is take what we have been talking about seriously, because if you have time to argue with me, despite saying you won't, you have the time to pay attention and demonstrate that I am wrong and you are right. Which you continue to fail to do.
I actually do believe the truth when it is presented and explained to me, Hugo. That you do such a poor job of it isn't really on me.
Oh and thanks for clarifying that you named your daughter after an actual woman who was probably anywhere between twelve and twenty when she met the man who educated her and then at least once, by his own admission, raped her. That makes it so much better.
I don’t owe anonymous trolls a debate. You want to believe I raped women in Washington DC? You want to believe I named my daughter Heloise as some kind of sick joke?
Go ahead. I plead guilty. I also buried Jimmy Hoffa in mama’s roses.
Do you honestly think I care what this looks like? I know what almost everyone thinks. I have nothing to redeem. Again, you’re an anonymous troll. I’ll let you have the last word, and you can post your query and dead link on everything you like until the stars fall into the sea. I’m out.
You still haven't answered the question that started this whole thing, Hugo: would be okay with a forty-six year old man having sex with your own teenage daughter? Why won't you address that? Is it because you know exactly the next thing I'm going to ask even if you give the only ethical response?
I actually do think you care what this looks like, Hugo. I think you care quite a lot about how you are perceived by whatever audience you cultivate, and I think you like scolding and lecturing people who you rightly perceive as having more defensible moral and political convictions than you, because you recognize your own as being purely self-serving. You celebrate stories of men who have sexually violated young women and been forgiven for it because that is what you wish you could have (especially because you maintain, perhaps truthfully, that you never did anything without consent), and you ignore the profoundly obvious way that this is not the perspective you should be considering as both a father and as a man who is trying to escape the worst of his old reputation.
You're clearly upset by the way that I've escalated this conversation and are unable to let go of that and move on to focusing on what I'm actually talking to you about. Maybe you raped your students, maybe not. You seem to be interested in continuing to talk about that part, not me.
I'm not "trolling" you Hugo, I'm criticizing you, and I strongly suspect that because you cannot tolerate what I'm criticizing, you won't "let me have the last word", which I couldn't care less about.
I didn't call you anything Hugo, I asked you a series of questions. It is true that I asked them in such a fashion that makes it clear what I believe, but I am open to the fact that I could be wrong. I do not believe that I am wrong because of your behavior in response to these questions. They clearly touch a nerve. They seem to make you afraid and angry. All you have to do is answer, Hugo. I wonder why you won't.
And it's no fault of mine that you or anyone else fails to protect sensitive information. In fact, given that back when you were married to Victoria, there were some incidents on Twitter of her tracking down the phone numbers of people talking about you and cold calling them, I will continue to protect myself.
That piece was a work of fiction. It was a rare try at fiction which I do not normally write.
You will believe what you believe. I’ve learned the hard way that people like you are here to hurt me, not to “get the truth.” I will not reply to you again.
Then why were you so quick to delete the comment when I first posted it? Why did you close all comments on this account for a time? Given that and that you have other pieces of writing where you have admitted to committing rape in the past means that while you may be telling the truth, there is reason to doubt.
And that doubt grows every single time you write a post in defense and celebration of men who have sexually assaulted or raped young women and underage girls, which is something you seem to increasingly enjoy doing. It is especially troubling considering that you named your own daughter after a character in a novel who has a sexual relationship with her instructor.
Whether you're hurt by this or not doesn't really matter Hugo. What matters is the truth, and the truth is you also still haven't said whether you would be okay with a forty-six year old man having sex with your own teenage daughter. And if you don't reply to this, you will still be leaving that question, which should be very simple and easy to answer for a man who talks a lot about how he tries to be as good a father as he can be, unanswered.
It wouldn't be surprising if a man who was unwilling to even say "no" to that question turned out to be a man who had raped his students.
And if you really don't want to have this kind of conversation in the future, maybe you should think a bit more carefully about what you choose to write about.
Well, you were right. I guess I’m one of the 90 percent. Hadn’t heard Puff in a long time, but the tears kicked in pretty quickly
Thanks for a great article
Thanks!
Hello Hugo. When last I asked you the following questions, you deleted the comment within four minutes of it being posted and closed all comments on this account within eight. Is that a confirmation of what was asked, or would you like to be more clear? Let's try again.
https://medium.com/@hugoschwyer_31385/thats-rape-asshole-a-private-post-on-crossing-the-line-e5a6d4293c2
On your Medium account some years ago, you wrote an untitled post about a time when you were a professor and you were on a trip to Washington DC with several of your female students. You described an incident during this trip when you and your students were having group sex in a hotel room, and one of them was intoxicated and unable to communicate her consent.
Despite being aware of this, you raped her, regardless.
You had tagged this post as fiction, but I do not believe that this is the case, particularly because you had described a version of this incident in an interview years before writing the post on Medium, and also because you deleted this post some time after writing it.
Did this incident occur as described?
Is this incident part of the reason you blew up your own life, to avoid eventually being caught?
Is this incident part of the reason why you are so insistent that all of your sexual encounters with your students were consensual?
Is this incident the reason why you seem so upset by the #MeToo movement?
Is this incident why you have a long habit of confessing and oversharing embarrassing information?
Is this incident the reason why you sometimes like to brag about how nobody can prove you actually did anything worth being fired over?
Did you rape other students?
Do you really think someone who spends as much time lecturing other people about how to be moral and civilized as you do has any right to be taken seriously if the answer to even one of these questions is yes?
I deleted your comment because I was exasperated. I don’t owe strangers anything. You don’t know me of my family, and for heaven’s sakes, do reduce the greatest female philosopher of the entire Middle Ages to her relationship with Peter Abelard (it really happened, not a novel, Google is your friend) is claptrap.
You get to be troubled! You get to hate! You get to disguise your contempt behind concern, your venom behind a concern for “the truth at last.” You won’t believe the truth when it’s in your face.
I owe you and yours nothing. Deep down, you want me dead and my children bereft. I never lose sight of that fact.
Off you go, troll.
You realize you still haven't answered the question right? You realize what this looks like to anyone reading this, right?
Hugo if I wanted you dead, you would know it. Clearly I am willing to say whatever I think is warranted in this kind of conversation, so the fact that I haven't should tell you something important.
Think about all the negative things people have said to you, and notice everything I haven't said.
What I want you to do is take what we have been talking about seriously, because if you have time to argue with me, despite saying you won't, you have the time to pay attention and demonstrate that I am wrong and you are right. Which you continue to fail to do.
I actually do believe the truth when it is presented and explained to me, Hugo. That you do such a poor job of it isn't really on me.
Oh and thanks for clarifying that you named your daughter after an actual woman who was probably anywhere between twelve and twenty when she met the man who educated her and then at least once, by his own admission, raped her. That makes it so much better.
I don’t owe anonymous trolls a debate. You want to believe I raped women in Washington DC? You want to believe I named my daughter Heloise as some kind of sick joke?
Go ahead. I plead guilty. I also buried Jimmy Hoffa in mama’s roses.
Do you honestly think I care what this looks like? I know what almost everyone thinks. I have nothing to redeem. Again, you’re an anonymous troll. I’ll let you have the last word, and you can post your query and dead link on everything you like until the stars fall into the sea. I’m out.
You still haven't answered the question that started this whole thing, Hugo: would be okay with a forty-six year old man having sex with your own teenage daughter? Why won't you address that? Is it because you know exactly the next thing I'm going to ask even if you give the only ethical response?
I actually do think you care what this looks like, Hugo. I think you care quite a lot about how you are perceived by whatever audience you cultivate, and I think you like scolding and lecturing people who you rightly perceive as having more defensible moral and political convictions than you, because you recognize your own as being purely self-serving. You celebrate stories of men who have sexually violated young women and been forgiven for it because that is what you wish you could have (especially because you maintain, perhaps truthfully, that you never did anything without consent), and you ignore the profoundly obvious way that this is not the perspective you should be considering as both a father and as a man who is trying to escape the worst of his old reputation.
You're clearly upset by the way that I've escalated this conversation and are unable to let go of that and move on to focusing on what I'm actually talking to you about. Maybe you raped your students, maybe not. You seem to be interested in continuing to talk about that part, not me.
I'm not "trolling" you Hugo, I'm criticizing you, and I strongly suspect that because you cannot tolerate what I'm criticizing, you won't "let me have the last word", which I couldn't care less about.
Wow. It's always someone with skeletons in their closet that calls raping a child crossing the line.
I’ve been called worse by better, including folks who had the guts to use their names.
I didn't call you anything Hugo, I asked you a series of questions. It is true that I asked them in such a fashion that makes it clear what I believe, but I am open to the fact that I could be wrong. I do not believe that I am wrong because of your behavior in response to these questions. They clearly touch a nerve. They seem to make you afraid and angry. All you have to do is answer, Hugo. I wonder why you won't.
And it's no fault of mine that you or anyone else fails to protect sensitive information. In fact, given that back when you were married to Victoria, there were some incidents on Twitter of her tracking down the phone numbers of people talking about you and cold calling them, I will continue to protect myself.
That piece was a work of fiction. It was a rare try at fiction which I do not normally write.
You will believe what you believe. I’ve learned the hard way that people like you are here to hurt me, not to “get the truth.” I will not reply to you again.
Then why were you so quick to delete the comment when I first posted it? Why did you close all comments on this account for a time? Given that and that you have other pieces of writing where you have admitted to committing rape in the past means that while you may be telling the truth, there is reason to doubt.
And that doubt grows every single time you write a post in defense and celebration of men who have sexually assaulted or raped young women and underage girls, which is something you seem to increasingly enjoy doing. It is especially troubling considering that you named your own daughter after a character in a novel who has a sexual relationship with her instructor.
Whether you're hurt by this or not doesn't really matter Hugo. What matters is the truth, and the truth is you also still haven't said whether you would be okay with a forty-six year old man having sex with your own teenage daughter. And if you don't reply to this, you will still be leaving that question, which should be very simple and easy to answer for a man who talks a lot about how he tries to be as good a father as he can be, unanswered.
It wouldn't be surprising if a man who was unwilling to even say "no" to that question turned out to be a man who had raped his students.
And if you really don't want to have this kind of conversation in the future, maybe you should think a bit more carefully about what you choose to write about.