It has now reached a point where I may have to throw my morals into the
toilet and accept a 'compensation package' that would effectively put an
end to my suffering out here. (I've already tossed out a 'feeler' or two.
It's just hopeless. Most of the community members who even are aware of my
plight seem to have decided that I am just a thorn in the side and should
be 'shushed'. It seems an effective campaign to paint me as a 'crazy' and
a destroyer of the people's faith has been underway for some time. It's
hopeless. It's utterly hopeless.

There is a palatable feeling that the townsfolk want me to buckle under
and 'join' them. I feel like one who is trying to be absorbed by the
'Borg'. What do I do: succumb, or continue to hold the higher moral
ground?

Where in the 'F' are the 'good guys'? From every indication I now have, it
appears there *are* no 'good guys'. From the Attorney General on down, it
seems that every one has taken a large bite out of the 'corruption pie'
that Douche-Bag and his cronies have 'baked'. No one appears to be making
an honest effort to reign in Miron and his lieutenants. Nobody.

My health is deteriorating. It turns out that my Diabetes *is* a source
for serious concern. I have also learned that I have developed problems
concerning my gall bladder, it seems. My teeth ache. No doubt *that* will
be the cause of even more pain and suffering in the near future.

After my constant haranguing, the people I *do* speak with out here no
longer even *pretend* that what is being done to me is 'justified'.
'Christians', they are slowly starting to recognize, they are *not* --
except in 'name' only.

But how does any of this affect me, you may ask. Well for one thing, this
is a case where people have clearly shown their deadly, hate-filled
intolerance for the atheist. On that point alone the people in this
community should be 'defeated'. But more to the point, I harbor plans to
take over the 'stronghold' of the principal town 'ringleader' and
ultimately convert it into to a real 'school' for young atheists. How
appropriate *that* would be! I also harbor plans to establish a
progressive radio station to, in part, help get good, decent, people of
good conscience to get elected *and* to have a loud 'voice' with which to
combat the religious right -- those disturbed individuals who want to
'Reclaim America for Christ' -- and this would, of course, *Christians*
who more accurately represent what Christianity is 'really' all about. (We
*can* respectfully disagree and peacefully (for the most part) co-exist.
We've done it before and we can do it again.)

I'm making this all known because I either 'get it done' or become
assimilated by Douche-Bag & Friends; the 'Borg' of northern Wisconsin and
the 'UP' of Michigan. With the help of Attorney General, J. B. Van Holen,
Governor Doyle, Senator Roger Breske, State Assemblyman, Jeffrey ... ahh!
forget him, he's clearly 'sold out' ... the new District Attorney, Brent
DeBord, and State Senator, Roger Breske, Miron and his cronies *can* be
rendered impotent. I *can* win. (Just look at what happened to 'Mr.
Invincible/Untouchable -- John Gotti!) Why can't our elected officials do
the 'right' thing and finally crack down on the bastards and bitches? Is
the payola *that* good?

Some positive news is that my new personal physician has supplied me with
some of that obscenely expensive 'medicine' I am required to take in
regards to my feet for the next nine months. My new ardent disciple of
Hippocrates is just a first-rate medical professional. Men (and women)
like him are few and far between. I'm awaiting further test results to see
how badly I've deteriorated -- physically -- as a result of my punishment
out here. Mentally speaking, I have been just pummeled. Those people who
have been convinced that I am 'crazy' may be somewhat justified in
thinking so now. I've been remorselessly 'beaten' like a baby seal --
psychologically speaking -- out here. I still am filthy. My 'cell-block'
still reeks. I still wear the same clothes day in and day out. I still
have to melt snow for water. I still can't go anywhere. I am under 'house
arrest' it would seem. My health is failing. And, still, no end to it in
sight.

So what do I do: Abandon my principals and become one of 'them', or hold
the moral ground and continue on with this awful beating I'm taking out
here and wait for the 'good guys' to come to my rescue? What say ye? You
all have done your 'bit'. I'd like to see what you all feel I should do.

Finally (for now), I would like to reiterate that in *my* mind, what
happens to me reflects on what our opponents would do to *you*. You are
getting a sense of what the religious right would do to we atheists if
they ever got 'real' control of our government. In a sense, they feel we
are 'inferior'. And you all *know* where that kind of thinking leads. What
to do.

Greywolf

It has now reached a point where I may have to throw my morals into the
toilet and accept a 'compensation package' that would effectively put an end
to my suffering out here. (I've already tossed out a 'feeler' or two. It's
just hopeless. Most of the community members who even are aware of my plight
seem to have decided that I am just a thorn in the side and should be
'shushed'. It seems an effective campaign to paint me as a 'crazy' and a
destroyer of the people's faith has been underway for some time. It's
hopeless. It's utterly hopeless.

There is a palatable feeling that the townsfolk want me to buckle under and
'join' them. I feel like one who is trying to be absorbed by the 'Borg'.
What do I do: succumb, or continue to hold the higher moral ground?

Where in the 'F' are the 'good guys'? From every indication I now have, it
appears there *are* no 'good guys'. From the Attorney General on down, it
seems that every one has taken a large bite out of the 'corruption pie' that
Douche-Bag and his cronies have 'baked'. No one appears to be making an
honest effort to reign in Miron and his lieutenants. Nobody.

My health is deteriorating. It turns out that my Diabetes *is* a source for
serious concern. I have also learned that I have developed problems
concerning my gall bladder, it seems. My teeth ache. No doubt *that* will be
the cause of even more pain and suffering in the near future.

After my constant haranguing, the people I *do* speak with out here no
longer even *pretend* that what is being done to me is 'justified'.
'Christians', they are slowly starting to recognize, they are *not* --
except in 'name' only.

But how does any of this affect me, you may ask. Well for one thing, this is
a case where people have clearly shown their deadly, hate-filled intolerance
for the atheist. On that point alone the people in this community should be
'defeated'. But more to the point, I harbor plans to take over the
'stronghold' of the principal town 'ringleader' and ultimately convert it
into to a real 'school' for young atheists. How appropriate *that* would be!
I also harbor plans to establish a progressive radio station to, in part,
help get good, decent, people of good conscience to get elected *and* to
have a loud 'voice' with which to combat the religious right -- those
disturbed individuals who want to 'Reclaim America for Christ' -- and this
would, of course, *Christians* who more accurately represent what
Christianity is 'really' all about. (We *can* respectfully disagree and
peacefully (for the most part) co-exist. We've done it before and we can do
it again.)

I'm making this all known because I either 'get it done' or become
assimilated by Douche-Bag & Friends; the 'Borg' of northern Wisconsin and
the 'UP' of Michigan. With the help of Attorney General, J. B. Van Holen,
Governor Doyle, Senator Roger Breske, State Assemblyman, Jeffrey ... ahh!
forget him, he's clearly 'sold out' ... the new District Attorney, Brent
DeBord, and State Senator, Roger Breske, Miron and his cronies *can* be
rendered impotent. I *can* win. (Just look at what happened to 'Mr.
Invincible/Untouchable -- John Gotti!) Why can't our elected officials do
the 'right' thing and finally crack down on the bastards and bitches? Is the
payola *that* good?

Some positive news is that my new personal physician has supplied me with
some of that obscenely expensive 'medicine' I am required to take in regards
to my feet for the next nine months. My new ardent disciple of Hippocrates
is just a first-rate medical professional. Men (and women) like him are few
and far between. I'm awaiting further test results to see how badly I've
deteriorated -- physically -- as a result of my punishment out here.
Mentally speaking, I have been just pummeled. Those people who have been
convinced that I am 'crazy' may be somewhat justified in thinking so now.
I've been remorselessly 'beaten' like a baby seal -- psychologically
speaking -- out here. I still am filthy. My 'cell-block' still reeks. I
still wear the same clothes day in and day out. I still have to melt snow
for water. I still can't go anywhere. I am under 'house arrest' it would
seem. My health is failing. And, still, no end to it in sight.

So what do I do: Abandon my principals and become one of 'them', or hold the
moral ground and continue on with this awful beating I'm taking out here and
wait for the 'good guys' to come to my rescue? What say ye? You all have
done your 'bit'. I'd like to see what you all feel I should do.

Finally (for now), I would like to reiterate that in *my* mind, what happens
to me reflects on what our opponents would do to *you*. You are getting a
sense of what the religious right would do to we atheists if they ever got
'real' control of our government. In a sense, they feel we are 'inferior'.
And you all *know* where that kind of thinking leads. What to do.

Greywolf