Jon G.

This post marks the end for all future chances.

Get a warrant and raid my home. There is nothing that can reverse it. Put
me in the mental hospital, throw me in prison. This is the point of no
return.

I expressed need for friendship, but I was perpetually denied. Any
half-hearted expression of it was only geared to plunder and steal from me.

The next stop for you who know who I'm talking about, is six feet under.
I'd like to hear you mock me for that declaration, as I see for myself how
the odds have prepared a table before me in the presence of my enemies.
Neither will I laugh when they are burried, but pity.

snake_monkey

I think you over-dramatize. Harmless until proven otherwise
regardless of rants, is the rule of thumb. You might be the
next Stephen King.

Make 'em pay for your writings, is my advice. Use
soc.religion.quaker as a teaser. That's more what I do.

Kirby