The Three Racketeers: Murdoch, Bragg & Hall

Where did Melanie ugly af Hamrick, get the idea to pay Manhattan D.A Alvin Bragg? To cover up the murder of L’wren Scott and rape of Mick Jagger? Idiots one and two: Rupert Murdoch and Jerry Hall, the hypocritical hick (read Melanie Hamrick Is Hollywood’s Downfall). If you’ll recall, Alvin Bragg wasn’t going to prosecute Donald Trump. Even though he lied during his campaign saying he’d do exactly that, Bragg will say anything to win (read Alvin Bragg Lives In Sue City). He doesn’t mean it, he’s corrupt and finally met his maker in a Goddess. I’ve used my social media as well as this blog, to paper trail the shit out of everyone for legal purposes. You’re seeing my work unfold.

Below you’ll find the sequence of events in pictures.
Reneging on his platform of justice, Alvin Bragg decided he wasn’t going to prosecute Trump on March 24th 2022. Suspending the investigation indefinitely.

I found this suspicious as the Attorney General of New York, Letitia James, found more than enough evidence to charge Trump. On April 4th 2022, I voiced my racketeering concerns. Stating Murdoch had something to do with this.

On April 7th 2022, exactly three days after my article, Alvin Bragg charged Trump, to avoid racketeering charges. As Alvin Bragg, Jerry Hall and Rupert Murdoch are the common denominators in Trump’s case and mine, with Melanie the rapist murderer. Murdoch who backed Trump, along with then wife Jerry Hall, told Melanie uggo Hamrick that Bragg could be paid to obstruct justice. They knew from experience. While it’s “cute” that this Humpty Dumpty idiot, looks like a historical superhero, he’s actually just a corrupt politician covering his ass. He ain’t no hero, he’s an Uncle Tom who got caught. Then had the nerve to retaliate with Rat Soup. That article is coming.
I got Trump indicted, thanks to Melanie bum bitch Hamrick. He tapped my phone for the Kardashian Jenner West family and I don’t play like that. That story is coming too. I’m not a bitch to try. I’m a Goddess, everything works in my favor, y’all finna catch these fades. PERIOD.

Jerry Hall pretends she did it for her family, who Melanie planned to kill, but she’s in love with Mick. She’s a jealous bimbo, who played Murdoch for his resources. Jealous that Mick respected L’wren and me, more than her, because she’s a clown who doesn’t respect herself. You ain’t on the album bitch, I am. Raggedy Anne doesn’t like any of you, but you’re all racists so the math is mathing. Jerry is the definition of pathetic. Proof that with age doesn’t always come wisdom. Also you’re the company you keep, she’s dumb and made Murdoch the same. Over a mentally unstable loser, who aint worth shit. Cc my attorney, add RICO charges to that ugly bitch Melanie’s record. Weirdo. Mick’s too. Via: Fox News, Daily Mail & Saint Twenty


Told You So: Kanye Isn’t Bipolar

Welcome to my new segment entitled Told You So, where I rub it in the face of the stupid that I was right. Kanye West is my first guest, he earned it. After that family created fake accounts to troll me three years ago, I documented it. I’m from the Upper East Side, I’ve been doing this since age 10 baby. I’m also the Goddess of war and strategy, keep up. Oh wait you do, that’s why the Kardashian Jenners copy me. Nothing about them is original. Skims, came from Beyoncé cutting her pantyhose, Kim Kardashian getting a tattoo and types of people they date currently, all me. Not an original thought in their airheads. Just satanism and glamour magic (read The Richest Kardashian Jenners… & The Love Witch Glamour Magic). I digress.

I said it once, I said it ten times, Kanye isn’t bipolar. The first time I made this statement was October 1st 2020. He only used it as an excuse to say and do hurtful, hateful things. After threatening Elon Musk, Musk decided to expose him via text exchanges on October 18th 2023.
Mind you after helping him troll me on account Betsey_RossTheSewer, the Kardashian Jenners tried to 51/50 him, which I stopped. Saving him from them taking his wealth, like they did his soul and fashion connections. There are no billionaires in this family. Just forged documents and paid media, like they’ve showed you. Let me save that for the article on how I helped take custody of his kids away. We’ve only just begun baby. Trust that racist, demonic family LOVES destroying major black people. Ruining Kanye, they’re quite pleased.

Kanye also said it himself the year prior, that he isn’t bipolar in the article below. Where he goes on a tangent saying offensive things about Chinese people, hypocritical things about satan, since he sold his soul for that succubus, and tells the Jewish community to forgive Hitler. Kanye isn’t smart, he doesn’t read. He thinks these white supremacist care about his n*gg*r thoughts. Hitler would have killed you, your alt right “friends” would have watched and aided. He went from being a civil rights activist, with talent to a belligerent clown. They just lie, say anything and y’all just believe them. Now he’s autistic, who diagnosed you? WebMD doesn’t count. Enjoy your time Kanye, you’re going to hell. MY TOYS ARE YOUR TOYS, PRACTICING ON THOSE IN THE DEVILS COLLECTION, THERE ARE CONSEQUENCES. Their entire lines. Xoxo Athena. Via: Glorified Gossip Girl

Article of a clown ranting: https://hiphopdx.com/news/kanye-west-bipolar-autistic-superpower

Now You Care But I Don’t

When and where in history of any parable from the Bible, to myths, to folklores and fairytales, has the lesson learned been: piss off a divine and you’ll find peace? Antagonize and abuse a war Goddess and there won’t be incurred wrath? Show me. Where?
Let me see.
An innocent person being held hostage and abused, wanting freedom, sounds like me.
Being profiled for your culture, ethnicity, race, sounds like me.
What did you do about it? Nothing. Not a thing. But you expect me to help? Who told you what a war divine does?
I told you all what? The devil has come to collect the Kardashian Jenner West and Melanie ugly Hamrick, as well as those aligned. What did you do? You aligned. Right Gal Gadot, bumping your clown gums. The reason Kanye is an anti-Semite and white supremacist is due to that satanic coven he joined. They used him for all his connections and tossed him after draining him. Prior to this family he was a civil rights activist and didn’t align with hate. Praising them for speaking out against the hate monster they created got you here. Right Mark Zuckerberg, Harvey Levin and more. Right Hadid family, minus Bella Hadid. You were SOOOOOO quick to antagonize a divine is it still funny spineless, idiot sheep. Not once critical thinker. They pay to build pretend empires and you still believe them. Take fucking accountability. You all did this. Help? If I continue to get angry there will be more destruction. As I’ve said. Point fingers whilst looking in the mirror.

Full disclosure, 95 percent of the time I want to let this world end for everyone. Based on how disgusting you clown ass hats are. Including the fake friends, especially the ones who claim to align with GOD, yet you wanted me to suffer right? Why should I save you from your choices?
But I’m still compassionate for the few who don’t deserve it, like Sarah Jessica Parker, Rihanna, Zendaya, Issa Rae, Taylor Swift etc…as well as the normal people who believed me. They have a brain and eyes.
Be the change you wish to see, because I’m not your mammy. I care as much as you cared about me. That’s why this is happening. When a fucking divine speaks, after showing you what they are, you listen or suffer the consequences. Is it still funny? You’re so untouchable right? Not to the GODS. I told you how to save yourselves. You decided Athena’s words weren’t worth reading, because I’m a black woman. How’s that working out for you? You have sooooo much to say to the government, think you’re above the law, you’re the reason this is happening. A bunch of fucking idiots is all I see. Via: Hollywood Reporter & Vogue India

How The Kardashian Jenners Got My Info

Now you Hollweirdos are starting to see exactly what you aligned yourselves with. You think the government gives a fuck about your opinions, when they’re watching how you treated me. When they’re receiving all the evidence of your harassing, stalking, bullying, committing a hate crime against a Goddess. A war Goddess. Had I been killed this entire place would have ended in the style of apocalyptic movies, you fucking idiots. Your opinions are worthless, satanic assholes. You are the reason the world is ending. Going on and on about wars, hurting innocent people, you guys already do that to children in your satanic rituals for power. You allowed me to be tortured, believing I was a nobody right? That you wouldn’t get caught, keep the same fucking energy. You pissed off a war Goddess, what exactly did you expect to happen? Peace? I showed you what I was and you continued to invalidate and disrespect me, now for many of you it’s too late, you will burn eternally in hell. Be turned into a lesson for the world to see, because you had three years. My compassion gone. I want blood, I’ll have blood and if you anger me anymore things will indeed get worse.

Part of why you’re so stupid, is due to this family, the Kardashian Jenners, satanic for centuries. Thanks to Kekel Kardashian. The reason Kanye changed into an antisemitic, white supremacist, from a civil rights activist. Talentless, attention seeking racists, black magicking people into a following. Lying, cheating, stealing, getting people above them to do as they say and now you’ll all pay. I’m the only divine until I turn my twin into one and birth deities, you are mere mortals. I decide your fate. Incarnating as a black woman, the original people you’ve oppressed, what you discredit most, to see your true colors. And boy do I see. I’m going to continue having fun with you, at your expense.

My mother removed my personal information offline ages ago, which is why the Kardashian Jenners had to break into the dark web to get it. Thanks to my former employer, Genc Jakupi, stalking me for half a decade, all of my alerts are on. After coming to my page on troll accounts, which I’ve posted on my social media and will repost here, they took it a step further. Getting my personal info to harass me every day for years from Google and burner numbers, made up emails. Probably would have showed up to my home, if this were still my address. Thanks to Genc I take precautions, which saved my ass.

Mick Jagger (his real name is Michael for the posers ie Housewives) was my fiancé at the time, my ultimate idol, loved him my entire life. Naturally I told him everything, we were deeply in love. Sending him all the stuff they were doing to me, Mick warns me multiple times to be careful with this family. Fearing for my safety. Even telling me Melanie ugly af Hamrick is evil like them (read Single White FeMel(anie Hamrick)).
Melanie is a stalker, murderer and rapist, also sold her soul to the devil. At the time neither Mick, nor myself knew about her L’wren Scott black magic rape. L’wren didn’t come to me until June 2021. What Melanie raggedy Anne Hamrick was doing thus far, only he knows.

The Kardashian Jenners attempt to break into my IRS account in February of 2021.

I send it to Mick and he BEGS me, to stay away from them. I assured him I’m the one to be feared. I’m a Goddess, in what world am I afraid of them? I swear Mick can be such an idiot. That’s why he’s in this mess, because he seemed to falsely believe he too could overtake a literal divine. Stupid, arrogant Hollyweirdos. Look where it’s gotten you all? Trust I’m just beginning, y’all gonna learn. I’m also queen witch by bloodline. Which is why everything works in my favor.

There are two Hollywoods: one where they show the public what’s best for their image, since you pay them, you make them rich. That’s why they’re so against cancel culture, a term they use to gaslit you from holding them accountable. Then there’s the insider circle, where the celebrities know what’s going on for real. Everyone knew I was with Mick (read Kendall Jenner Is A Stalker Troll), everyone knew about Harvey Weinstein, Jeff Epstein, everyone knew what the Kardashian Jenners were about. That’s why he told me to be careful. Side note: they successfully broke into my friends instagram.

The devil has come to collect. All of you will pay what you owe. A universal law, you reap what you sow. I’m a war Goddess, you don’t win. As you’re seeing. That’s why the two main devils collections aligning everyone with them, the Kardashian Jenner West and Melanie ratty Hamrick, came to me. People get sent to me when they’re evil as sin and support evil, exhausting all chances of redemption. Everything I posted was public, down to legal documents. You all continued to encourage them, save your excuses. You only have regrets, because you got caught. You’re innately racist, Uncle Tom, evil, hateful people.
Our ancestors passed those stories down, be it bible, myth, or folklore, parables survived for a reason. Now times up, like Lot’s wife. Pillar of salt for hubris. This is why the devil is a lie, nobody’s friend and you are fools. Enjoy your time. Don’t makes excuses, you will fall where you align. The wicked punished, the good blessed. Karma. Xoxo Athena Via: People Magazine & Jaquana Cornelius



Emily Meade And Matt Sukkar Get It

Quite possibly the only two people in Hollywood who understand all social components of my last Facebook status, from the celebrities to the people we grew up with outside the limelight. Combined they get it all, since Emily Meade didn’t hang out with Julia Fox, but me and Matt Sukkar did. Yet Matt didn’t go to middle school with me, Emily did. It’s super strange too, because I was doing my mascara and all these memories of Emily came back.
Emily use to ask me if my eyelashes were real, because they’re perfect. She use to tell me I was a double d, not a d cup (turns out she was right at the time), we use to call each other Liberty from Degrassi, we use to sing “I Touch Myself”, she always asked who had a crush on her, most of all she never made an inappropriate racial remark. Emily actually gave me confidence, telling me I’m pretty whilst my mom dressed me in baggy clothing, banned me from wearing fishnets and makeup, to prevent a teen pregnancy (like herself). She saw me as an individual, not a caricature. She was that wise in middle school. That’s probably why I watch almost everything she’s ever done, except the latest gig, because Amazon Prime is cracking down on password sharing and ruining my trades. I refuse to get my own account based on principle! If a bitch got my YouTube channel, I deserve the Prime, the fuck.

Matt I met in ninth grade. We clicked instantly, I’ll leave it at that. He’s iconic Syrian royalty gold bb. He use to send us the Azealia Banks videos he directed. Which goes into my next point. People be calling sis crazy, but she’s telling the truth about a lot of shit tbh. Julia Fox is exactly why Kanye lost custody, I directed Kim Kardashian to the pictures via text prior to Azealia and Julia getting into it in February. Melanie ugly Hamrick isn’t well connected like my socialite self, because she’s a nobody with no body, even with a legend. Imma just leave this here: https://tikleak.com/azealia-banks-accidentally-releases-sx-video-of-kanye-west-and-julia-fox Via: Getty Images

Meeting Tremaine Emory

Serge Becker introduced me to a lot of people personally, including the iconic Maripol (read: Serving Looks, Serving Maripol) and Supreme’s creative director Tremaine Emory (then they’d sit in my section for me to serve them). Tremaine, Serge, and someone I can’t remember, came for dinner. When Serge introduced him I had NO idea who he was, or what he did. Tremaine was polite, jovial and instantly took a liking to me, complimenting my look. Perceptual, it was my style and swagger that made him guess I’m a native New Yorker.
“You from here aren’t you?”
“Yeah, how did you know?”
“I could just tell. I’m a native too.”
“Ahhh that’s rare nowadays,” I replied.
“Yeah it is. Where’d you grow up?”
“The Upper East Side.”
“Oh wow. I’m from Jamaica Queens. You’ve been there before?”
“Yeah, to go to the airport.”
“Never to hang out?,” he asked.
“No, I mean…what would I really be doing over there, if I’m not going to the airport? It’s mad far and there’s not much to do…” I trailed off. Looking back I see why Serge wore a nervous expression, I kind of dissed where Tremaine came from. However my tone and candor sent Tremaine roaring with laughter.
“You right,” he said genuinely doubled over, laughing from his gut. Taking his cue the rest of them followed suit, myself included. Real talk there’s nothing going on in Jamaica Queens, for me to travel hours to hang out in a known ghetto. Like what…

Throughout the night he carried on conversation. He spoke to me as if I known him. I think he, like Serge, was happy that the greatness of New York’s old school, art, socialite, rock n’ roll, hip hop, cool kids, didn’t go extinct due to gentrification. The luminaries, the visionaries, that make this place great, are still being churned out, passing on the culture.
I found out Tremaine is major af during the pandemic, upon seeing him appear in photos with all these people. He left a great tip (unlike some), and I’m honored to have met him. Thank you for calling Kanye the coon out. He is gone, no longer a black leader, or idol, but a soulless vessel. He sold his to the devil, after joining that racist coven (Kardashian Jenner’s, Kekel Kardashian was real). He’s a completely different person now. May we mourn what was, while I destroy what is. Via: Eyes Mag

Teaching Manners, Respect, Boundaries

Karma always comes, I’m going to learn you all. Sometimes you are the lesson and need to teach people lessons they’ll never forget. When was the last time you taught someone manners, boundaries, respect? Via: Pagan Potions

The Devil Always Comes To Collect

But Addie knows too well now, knows that these stories are full of foolish humans doing foolish things, warning tales of gods and monsters and greedy mortals who want too much, and then fail to understand what they’ve lost. Until the price is paid, and it’s too late to claim it back. Never pray to the gods who answer after dark.

Via: Daily Mail

The Elusive Anna Wintour

“Anna Wintour lives next door you know,” Kelsey, the big haired, big breasted, stout cashier informed me.
“Shut. Up. You’re lying!” I replied astounded. The Anna Wintour, of Vogue Magazine, the first and last word in fashion.
“Yeah, I’ve seen her a few times and she always just stares at me disapprovingly. I feel so self-conscious every time I see her, she always looks me up and down frowning.”
Noted, my level of anxiety skyrocketing at the prospect of being on the receiving end of a fashion don’t. She’s notorious for her unyielding critics, but I hadn’t figured it transferred off glossy print pages to pedestrians. The Devil Wears Prada scene where Meryl Streep drags Anne Hathaway (over a cerulean sweater) was a real moment for Kelsey, a look saying it all. The scars remain, heard in her intonation as she told the story.

One.
The first time I saw Anna Wintour I was heading over to Melvin’s Cafe from the main restaurant, Miss Lily’s. There she was standing on the sidewalk as I walked in her direction. Wearing a white floral dress and signature shades. Rocking one dangling gold double triangular earring, a maroon skirt with slits on both sides, and a sleeveless black and white vertical striped shirt, that buttoned downed to tie at the bottom, a gold necklace, that had pendulum shaped pieces hanging, I freak out internally. Upon seeing me she moves back in surprise. It was a wordless exchange, her face conveying shock. Not only because she approved of my look, from bantu knots to heeled booties, but that I worked at such an establishment. Unable to control my facial expressions my eyes widen with joy. A sign of the future friendship I always imagined.
Pulling the door to enter Melvin’s, I take one last look in case I never get the chance again. A man exits his vehicle, handing her a package. Taking it, she enters her townhouse.
“OMG,” I screech seeing Kelsey behind the juice bar counter, “I just saw Anna Wintour!”
“You did? Told you. Did she give you a disgusted look?”
“NO! She liked my outfit!!”
“Oh, wow,” Kelsey says disheartened. In all fairness Kelsey in her Hawaiian shirts, loose fitting clothes and plain face made no effort, which is part of why she was relegated to the cafe as a cashier. She didn’t have the look, sexy, colorful, skimpy, to be a server at Miss Lily’s; the hierarchy was real. Despite not seeing eye to eye, the owners and Anna agreed on Kelsey’s ranking.

Two.
I’m in a rush. Although my tardiness had no consequences, I hate being even close to late. However, I ran out of eyeliner as I was about to start my second lid! Meaning I had to make a pitstop at CVS, where the line was too damn long. It’s the dead of winter, the sidewalks are runways with room for only one person to walk at a time. A strip of dry pavement is exposed, both sides covered by frozen, mounted snow and garbage. Lo and behold, as I’m about to traverse this obstacle course, Anna Wintour is pacing back and forth at the end of this makeshift runway. As if breaking in these over the thigh, leather, heeled boots weren’t enough, I have to walk for Anna without busting my ass. Not only would I be humiliated, I’d have to walk pass her afterwards.
Pairing another floral dress with a white jacket, cellphone to ear, shades on, Anna senses me and what does she do? She fucking stops to judge. Standing at the almost end of this runway, she faces me. Glaring. My heart literally seizes, then pounds against my ribcage. Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Only. Fucking. Me. Thanking God for throwing on my oversized Chloé sunglasses on a sunless day (had she seen my uneven eye makeup I’d be mortified), I walk, having no choice.
Balmain fur over a red dress that connects in the front, with a cutout back and sides, I catwalk for her eyes only. She stares. Starts to smile. Catches herself. Goes back to stoic. Then as a gesture of her approval, she makes room for me to get by, sans stepping on piled snow. Had I failed she would not have done so. This is a moment I’ll cherish forever. An actual highlight of my life, unlike some, I didn’t have to pay a million bucks for Anna’s validation (hi Kanye).

Three.
Halloween 2019. I finally left the apartment Genc Jakupi setup to have me spied on. I hated everyone there, especially lying, delusional, talentless Mallory, the girl I sublet from. His former The Box employee. Mallory who got us temporarily evicted, spending our rent money on a music video she made for Youtube. Had I not gotten word, we would have come home to locked doors the next day. She owed $5000. I made it so we could take what we needed while the issue was resolved. I digress.
Celebrating the thinning veil, Nani and I are dressed up. She’s an angel and I’m Dominque Deveraux. A wig, a skin tight, cream dress, backless, braless, a crossed string drawing attention to my spine. Walking down the street I see a woman dressed as Anna.
“Yes bitch, you’re Anna Wintour! You look major honey, major down to the bob. Work bitch, workkkkkk, yasss. You nailed it!”
The woman laughs, gripping my arm and tells me, “You look beautiful, absolutely beautiful,” she squeezes my arm while appraising me.
“See Anna I told you going out would be fun,” a scantily clad brunette says emerging from their shared cab, a blonde lady following behind her.
“Wait what! OMG you’re actually Anna Wintour!!! Omg stop!!!! I can’t!”
My eyes are bulging in pure disbelief. She’s literally wearing a bobbed wig, dressed up as herself. The color two fractions lighter than her own, her attire a dress and a dark caramel coat. She touches me a few more times, laughing her ass off before entering Indochine. Third times a charm, we were meant to be.

So I thought. Now I realize she tokenizes us, or is she just evil? Meeting her in person, meeting her standards, then seeing her allow the gutter rats known as the Kardashian Jenner West family to lower her standards. A family built on sex tapes, black magic, lies, an empire made of cards, no talent, no style, Kanye paid for her to care. To hear and experience her racism…there’s a great chasm between the two and I’m trying to fill the void.
Wasn’t L’wren Scott your friend? Why were you aiding big faced, small brained, ungrateful, mediocre, jail and hell bound Georgia May Jagger?
All I know is it’ll be handled accordingly. I’ll love those moments forever, then again I adored all the people who are now enemies. Via: Miss Lily’s





Normalize You Inspire Me

Stealing, imitating, trying to be, taking bits of people’s personality, then pretending it’s your own while disrespecting, hating, or throwing shade at the same person is weirdo shit. There are people I know who confuse my cool with their own just cause I’m in their presence, people who wouldn’t even be where they are had they never met me, and still have the audacity. When someone inspires me I tell them, I thank them, that’s the difference. You see it in my blessings, which your jealousy can’t stop. Start giving people the credit they deserve. Only herb ass weirdos pull the aforementioned behavior, the truly mundane, provincial, unoriginal. Boring and basic is not the vibe, which doesn’t mean you steal from stars pretending their light is yours. Can’t stand it, won’t tolerate it.

As a culture, this is all black people experience. People calling it ghetto then ripping it off. When you see other black people aiding these clowns, or following their behavior it’s abhorrent. Uncle Tom’s are the reason they think it’s okay to treat us as subhuman. When in reality we’re the blueprint of humanity. It’s unacceptable and will be handled. The slaves who tried to keep us on the plantation were the most dangerous. Name three people to thank for helping you be you. Via: The Very Black Project