Now, Now, Now

To my bully:

I got your message.  That was stupid my friend.  I know who you are now. 

Why would you risk a defamation lawsuit like that?  

Play nice...

but


since you asked....I was asked to do what I'm doing by a group of people in another party (mine went along for the ride).  I was asked to speak to certain issues, to refrain from posting anything about you (because it makes the other party look bad) and gather information from the public for the person who is most likely to win.

If I wanted to hurt you...I would have gone to the press.  I didn't.  I'm trying to gather proof and share it with the others in charge to keep this stuff out of the press.  I know things that will blow your mind.

Trust me, I have no intention of winning, only getting information for the person who does. As you are no doubt aware, this is the absolute last thing I ever wanted to do with my life and I've been trying to find someone else to take my place.   I spent the past four hours arguing with another member of my party about my lack of desire to complete this task on my own. 

You, my friend, inspired me to stop doing that and stay put.

Sadly, the more I'm threatened, the more my ego wants me to stay put and fight.  The more I feel threatened, the more I wonder who is threatening you and making you do the bizarre things you've done for the past few years.   I know that my bully is probably bullied. 

Things are not what they seem my friend.

I have a letter into the DOL. I'm going to try to stop other people from being abused.

I'll visit with a union in the next week.   

I am working to get rid of the quota system.

I'm also trying to find case law that supports what your employer is asking you do to with regard to political issues. Although I fight against most things you and your coworkers want, it is unsportsmanlike for me to allow the competition to silence its supporters in an illegal manner. I want a vigerous debate, not a dead one.

What I am doing is for your benefit. I am convinced it will save your job in the long run.

Love ya,

Siegfred

P.S. I tracked your IP. I know where you are, who your ISP is and I haven't gotten around to tracking your email yet.

You'd be surprised what I learn about people online. 

The email address led me to a nice gentlemen in Mountain View, California. 

Your ex-lover perhaps?  Tsk...tsk...

Wow, I have your cross streets!  Let me visit another cyberstalking site and confirm what I know. 

Be good.  I caught ya!  Don't make me take your crap to the lawyers.  I'm trying to save your job and you're trying to get yourself fired. 

What the heck are you doing? 

Stop!!