bpete and Robin Unger are having a wild email exchange with somebody, but it isn't me. The threats are going back and forth, and with plenty of raunchy language.
I have not been writing to either one of them, but bpete is saying that the emails had better stop- or else.
Well, don't look at me. I can't stop something I never started.
It would really be Machiavellian of me to deny doing it all this time, when all the while I was really doing it.
Well, guess what? I am not that Machiavellian. I've been saying that I haven't been doing it because I haven't been doing it.
So, do whatever you want, bpete. I don't care. I'm not going to lose any sleep over it. But just remember this: it isn't going to get Oswald out of the doorway. And that's the crux of the matter. You despise me. I despise you. So, fucking what. That doesn't change the facts. And the fact is that Lee Harvey Oswald stepped outside with the others to watch that Presidential motorcade.