On the subject of my (Jeff Mach)’s dealing with Catherine Kopytek aka “Kalita” – it’s weird, considering her level of obsession, but… we did some light kink. I wasn’t into her. When she saw an opportunity, she brought stuff that the kink world keeps secret out into public because she knew it would look far worse than it was. It had a number of negative effects on the entire kink community; but Catherine genuinely seems to believe that I’m evil enough that people need to be ‘warned’ about me, no matter who else gets hurt.
Catherine, aka Kalita – she and I did mild kinky stuff in monitored rooms with actual specific people in the rooms monitoring for consent. I’ve never kissed this woman or been touched sexually by this person.
If we’re thinking about “sexual vs. nonsexual”: I think I got to clothed second base in the incident she described to The Daily Beast. In rooms with experienced dungeon monitors; the incident in question five people, of whom two were the other people who played with Kalita, and one was the dungeon monitor who watched everything.
On the other hand, Kalita used her influence at the company to have a massive sex toy built so that she could spend several hours in a gloryhole TARDIS. I don’t hold her against her; I paid for that TARDIS, and it was a great piece of gear (although its actual use by her turned out to be fairly problematic; but that’s not anything worth talking about at this point.) Its use by OTHER people went pretty well. I never used the thing myself.
So: There’s a very kinky person who is perfectly aware that we did very light kink. She and I both did heavy kink. She wanted to do heavy kink with me. I didn’t want it. She’s been falsely accusing me ever since. End of story. Sorry.
I was not into Kalita. I tried to be. She was obviously into me.
I don’t think this is reason enough for Catherine and her then-boyfriend, Noah Smith, to devote their lives to coming after me, but maybe it is.
I’m not sure why she’s spend 7 years trying to throw various accusations and allegations at me. Certainly when people see there’s a real person with a real name out there who will personally take them aside and tell them they saw me eat a puppy…it must be shocking and horrifying, and hard to disbelieve.
I expect Catherine’s obsession to continue until my death; Noah’s, as well. Noah has never forgiven me for firing him, and whatever he said to his part of the staff to me, they’ve never told me. So I couldn’t explain what their beef with me is.
If you think I’ve done something, talk to me about it. I’m not hard to find. If you believe someone enough to hate me over it, that’s a bit sad.
If you believe it hard enough to hurt a lot of other people—like, say, boycotting an event with 100-200 vendors, who rely on that event for their living—then you probably should have enough evidence for there to be at least ONE police officer questioning me.
At least ONCE.
In the past seven YEARS.
If you don’t have that… come at me personally. Say something to my face. Not behind my back. And not at other people.
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Now, I have Catherine’s original write-up of what she believed happened. If you’re in the kink community and want to talk about it, I’ll be glad to talk about it. Heck, if you want to talk about it at all, I’ll talk about it.
But here’s my basic point:
Catherine claims that I never followed up on our scene. This is true. It was embarrassing to have that little chemistry.
She then held on to these feelings, never once telling me she was hurt or upset, never giving me any indication that she had a problem. Not until she had a chance to really, really hurt me. She got lots of things she wanted out of myself and my company, that TARDIS being one of them. She had no trouble asking for that. But she didn’t mention she was even upset with me until there was a time when it would really hurt me.
That seems fairly intentional to me.