Now I get to the last entry in this trilogy of posts: The outside forces that triggered it.

Sometimes it's your friends who hurt you worst. A friend, who I have been working on a project with, has been feeling more and more compelled to pressure me to stop hassling with Pacione. It built up until I felt as if I were being psychologically bludgeoned. Because he was a friend, I held back and didn't simply tell him to back off. Last night I told him it was a taboo subject between us in my chatroom. He left, but returned, apologized. But then he dcc'd me for a private conversation.

The argument was philsophical to a great degree. "The battle not fought is the best battle" and so forth. He knows that I grew up with martial arts and the philosophy in part because one of my physical therapists had gotten me into Kempo. It studied that and some other styles from the time I was thirteen until I was around 22.

He offered to get Pacione permanently off my back, but just mine. The trade out was that I would no longer hassle Pacione no matter what he did to my friends and others. I was to walk away and ignore them. He has a friend who is a Federal Marshall. You get my drift?

However, it has never been in my nature to walk away from injustices; and Pacione is a walking injustice. The only way that I could keep my end of the bargain would be to never witness them again. The only way to stop seeing the psychological carnage Pacione creates on the web would be to leave it entirely and simply isolate myself.

He showed me the letter he would send to Pacione this morning if I approved it. I felt seriously torn in half.

It's an offer I don't believe I could live with.