When I was a bit younger, I defended our Craft. Now that I am a bit older and wiser, I shall not abandon it. Men such as you the leader, Ronald Seale, and your minions like Doug Adkins and Buck Howard have tried their best to convince everyone of their alleged generosity, and have presented the craft with its most interesting predicament imaginable. I address you directly, Ronald and Buck. Please listen, as if you were sober and intelligent and not drink sodden, sex addled wrecks. You are certainly not without accomplishment. It is a rare man who can boast throwing all the Gnostic information unearthed by the Templars into the garbage can. You have each brought upon us war, conspiracy, and destruction. You are each Freemasonry’s Helen of Troy. But then, a woman’s role has always suited you both. Though you have your goons, I have an angry mob behind me. Continued meddling in my personal life will only result in more hemorrhaging of your dirty little secrets.