To the person(s) who monitored my computer and emails, all my personal and business correspondence, as well as that of some of my family and friends, via  packet-sniffing, for the last two years ( or more), I hope that you know you are guilty of a virtual rape of a specially vicious kind. In my opinion, worse than “rape-rape.” (Thank you, Whoopie Goldberg).

DSK has nothing on you.

I hope you will shortly feel exactly what I’ve experienced. I hope your near and dear ones feel it. And since, punishment requires an added helping, I hope they experience it at least two-fold.

I wish for you as much of hell as exists on earth and at least a couple of lifetimes in the hereafter, should there be one.

Meanwhile, know that I know. Know that everyone I know knows. Know that some of those that know have the goods on you.

Big-time.

Fry in hell, you criminals.