💥 Trainwreck Jill C Noyes Rodrigues / David Rodrigues / Rodrigues Family Ministries / Rodrigues Family Serving Jesus / All Things Truth Printing Ministry - Batshit MLM-shill narc mom of 13 starving children and her jobless "headship". Grifting and drifting across the US in an RV. Wanted by WV CPS.

Of course, Jill has written another obituary for a living person for this $20k Go Fund Me grift. And of course, Jill had to make a long post of self praise for instructing her sons to make repairs to in-a-wheelchair Amy "Quadrapalegic" Foster's home before sharing more tragedy porn for her followers.
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Just reading the wording of that GoFundMe made me feel like I was getting scammed somehow. All of the unnecessary details - how they realized something was wrong while watching TV, Amy's quadriplegia, the "OUCH!!", it's all so cringey. No way did a 70 year old fundamentalist man write ANY of that.

Edited to add, I thought the GoFundMe text was cringey. Then I read the part where Jill described Amy "rolling up" to her mom's bedside and I'm...yeah. No words.
 
How sad that with all the adult children and their families, all of the 666 grandchildren...and they still need a gofundme. I hope her mom recovers, this is a nightmare. Terrible that her dad still works at over 70 y/o and works long hours.
 
It's such a small thing in the grander scheme of this grift, but I love (Jilldo's? Whoever's) spelling of "wainscoting" as "waynescoating," like it was invented by Wayne. Homeschooling, not even once.
 
I love the put-on breathy narrative voice she uses, that Meech storytelling voice bc everyone else is a complete idiot and must be talked down to like a toddler
 
Is there a Bible verse that addresses hamfistedly inserting yourself boasting about doing a good deed into a SM post about BRAIN BLEED GRANDMA TO 34!
Jill can’t help herself can she lol.
 
It's such a small thing in the grander scheme of this grift, but I love (Jilldo's? Whoever's) spelling of "wainscoting" as "waynescoating," like it was invented by Wayne. Homeschooling, not even once.
You know what the Fosters would probably appreciate more that the Jillification of their dining room with "waynescoating" and the entire joint smelling like paint?

Maybe you could volunteer to take alternating 12 hour shifts caring for your quadrapalegic sister with your dozen children, so Amy's family could take a rest. Then you could spend that paint and "waynescoating" cash directly on the elderly man whose still performing daily backbreaking labor, and give him a rest too.

Nah, better just make yourself a complete nuisance to an already overburdened household. That's our Jill!
 
Maybe you could volunteer to take alternating 12 hour shifts caring for your quadrapalegic sister with your dozen children, so Amy's family could take a rest. Then you could spend that paint and "waynescoating" cash directly on the elderly man whose still performing daily backbreaking labor, and give him a rest too.

Nah, better just make yourself a complete nuisance to an already overburdened household. That's our Jill!
If you hang around hospitals a lot, you'll see this kind of family.

Grandma's the inpatient and four or more full adults show up at once, rearrange the room, come to the nurse's station one by one with various demands and requests for the same information you just told the last family member to ask.

Then when you come back around to the patient a half hour later, all that's left is a semicircle of empty chairs around the bed like a summoning ritual, and the patient is completely alone for the rest of the day, maybe weekend.

Apparently it's completely impossible to keep your loved one company for an hour or two and then swap out with your sister, keeping the vibe chill and companionable, maybe play a round of Yahtzee if Grandma's into it. It has to be a giant loud production with everyone else witnessing it, or else do you even love them?

These poor old ladies, too, having a ton of visitors around them and being unable to "host" makes them so stressed out on an unconscious level.
 
Speaking from a stroke survivors perspective having family around for more than short little visits, like having them join you for snacks or meals is fucking exhausting and annoying. You already are literally never alone and are constantly getting hit up for cognitive and physiological testing to assess your situation. Plus your body is dealing with a major injury and needs a ton of rest.
It's too bad Jill never learned to actually be a wife and mother instead of a baby pez dispenser and wannabe social media influencer. She could be making meals and supporting her extended family while they traveled to the hospital to meet with doctors to discuss the long-term plan for care.
 
It's too bad Jill never learned to actually be a wife and mother instead of a baby pez dispenser and wannabe social media influencer. She could be making meals and supporting her extended family while they traveled to the hospital to meet with doctors to discuss the long-term plan for care.
So true. You have Jill down to a t. She needs to take a cooking course at a community centre or something.
 
She could be making meals and supporting her extended family while they traveled to the hospital to meet with doctors to discuss the long-term plan for care.
That's what keeps blowing my mind about this whole thing.

You know what the Amish and Mennonites that she fetishizes so much do when shit like this happens? They show up for each other. If a neighbor has a bad accident or gets very sick (even sometimes English neighbors, depending on the community), the men and boys show up to help with the farm, the horses, the cattle, the store if they run one. The women show up to help cook and clean and manage the household. No one has to tell them to do it or ask them to come over. There's no big ceremony, no grand thank you gestures, they just come over, help quietly, and leave, because there but for the grace of God goes their family, and maybe next summer their dad or their brother will break his leg, and they know they have a community to rely on. They might not always like every member of their community, but personal like or dislike doesn't matter, because they're called by God to assist their own. They're far from perfect, especially the Amish, but that's one thing that everyone could learn from them.

Anyway, for people that preach so much about being helpmeets and God's servants and blah blah fucking blah, these fundie morons have no clue how to actually be useful in any God-honoring way. Everything is for attention and everything is a thin shiny lacquer on a wall made of dogshit.

This has been said a thousand times in this and the QF thread but man, how do they not see this.
 
Who the fuck takes photos like this? Reminds me of the photo of jill with her daughters after the accident.
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All the germs these people are bringing in.
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Love how she had to include the aneurism.
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Look at that grimace on Kaylees' face! She looks like she's terrified and is fighting to keep it in.
And what 21 year old needs a chaperone, for fucks sake?
 
Look at that grimace on Kaylees' face! She looks like she's terrified and is fighting to keep it in.
And what 21 year old needs a chaperone, for fucks sake?
My understanding of courtship is that it’s basically having someone there to make sure they don’t do anything lewd (like kiss). They’re so amped up on repressed sexual energy they’d probably fuck right there on the Applebees table if the chaperone weren’t there to keep them in line.
 
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