Saira was a tenant in my house for 5 months, from November 2022-March 2023

Up until the time Saira moved out of my house, I thought everything was fine between us. I thought she liked me, I liked her, I offered to give her a reference as a tenant if she needed one. Then I found out she and her 20-years-older, sexually dominant benefactor, Simon Nygus, had both blocked me on Facebook Messenger. Saira could not afford to live at my house as she was on welfare, and told me she would be moving into Simon's house for the paltry sum of $200 a month.

One need only imagine the kind of services Saira would be required to provide a man like Simon for that low a rent. Saira was 19 at the time, Simon was 39. To each their own, Saira.

I found out pretty quickly that Saira had decided, on her own initiative, to slander, malign, and spread rumors, falsehoods, and outright lies about me -- going so far as to write a letter proclaiming I was a sexual predator, a danger to women and post it outside the local supermarket, Nester's, sometime in 2023.

I remember picking Saira up one day in the spring of 2024, hitchhiking at the corner of North Road and Barrett, trying to get back to her and Simon's love cavern, where she had been earning her $200 a month. She sat in the passenger seat, looking around nonchalantly as if almost waiting for me to say something about what she had been doing to destroy my reputation on Gabriola Island and terrify women.

I thought about it. Then I looked at her and thought, why bother. She had obviously been enjoying herself, making herself into a champion defender of women, warning everyone about this dangerous man — a man that didn't exist other than in her head and in the lies that spewed from her mouth then, and continue to now.

I didn't care at the time what she had said about me to other people. If they chose to believe whatever lies came out of Saira Grace Wain's mouth, or anyone else's for that matter, without even bothering to hear what I have to say, let them. However, when Saira started attacking, slandering, and lying about my ex-wife — upsetting her — that's when she upset me. What kind of person attacks a fellow woman while claiming to be their champion? I thought you were a defender of women, Saira? Protecting them from evil — from me? Who is defending women from the evil in you, Saira?

My ex-wife was so upset by the vile spew that had been coming from Saira Wains' mouth, that she got me to drive her to Saira and Simon's cabin, where, according to my friend Nico, Simon had been grooming Saira, presumably to be his permanent sex slave and foot stool.

Apparently Simon recorded our two minute visit and reported it to the police, man-child that he is. Nothing happened.

The next time I saw Saira and Simon was at the village, on the boardwalk.

July 20th 2024 11:45pm

Talking about sexual assault and Saira Grace Wain's lies.

Another habitual liar... Simon...

I thought his last name was Nygus?

January 4th-16th 2026 Update.

Out of the blue, on January 2nd at 9:20pm PST I get a text message from an unknown number writing: "Hello, is this Alex?"

Apparently, Saira thinks being kind is to threaten me with incarceration by the state, relying on whatever allegations she intends to make to the police...

That's ok Saira, until telling the truth becomes a crime, don't expect me to ever take this page down without a court order.

This is the same woman, Saira Grace Wain, who told me the last time I spoke to her at the golf course for an open mike night, summer 2025, that I should "leave the island." Saira believes she has been so effective in poisoning the community of Gabriola Island with her lies that my best option is to flee.

The same Saira Grace Wain who charged a harmless local man that I know personally with "sexual assault with a weapon," potentially a 14 year prison sentence. I think he has since moved from the island. I heard second hand that his knife either accidentally, or playfully, touched one of her breasts. I don't know the circumstances or her motivation in putting this man's liberty in jeopardy. What I do know is that Saira is a narcissistic predator who thrives on sympathy and attention. I can speak from experience. The case went to court, the judge tossed it straight into the garbage can.

The next time I saw Saira was December 2025 at the village supermarket, where she laughed and sneered at me as she walked by.

Saira seems to believe she has power over me because she has built her reputation by slandering me and winning people over upon hearing her lies. She believes this so strongly that she thought she could convince the police to come and lock me away in the psych ward of the local hospital.

My ex-wife thinks Saira is flat out evil.

I'm convinced Saira hates me for whatever reason, as I can't otherwise explain her vendetta against me on this island. Saira has staked her reputation on painting me as a sexual predator and a danger to women. She used to tell anyone who would listen that she was frightened of me and scared for her safety. Who knows what she told the police on January 5th — enough to send two of them to my door the next day. I sent them away without answering their questions; they have yet to return.

Saira has yet to learn that the truth always reveals itself. She foolishly believes she can hide behind her lies forever.

Good luck with that, Saira.