Someone told me in email that they respected what I was doing in attempting to elicit a public statement by top Cypherpunk leadership on pseudospoofing, but that I was going about it in the wrong way. He said, `you can catch more flies with honey than vinegar.' I told them that I don't think I had caught *any* flies with *either* honey or vinegar so far, after many weeks of public and private email! `What do you recommend to catch snakes?' I asked. He didn't say yet. I could certainly use some advice. I admit I've been winging it for the past few weeks. Nevertheless, he does have a point about honey vs. vinegar. So, I'm offering this neat opportunity and prize to all the spiffy cypherpunks who would like to help me out. The premiere goal is to get the CA Leadership to Come Clean on their personal knowledge and involvement in pseudospoofing. There are many ways to go about this. You can send mail to gnu@toad.com, hughes@soda.berkeley.edu, tcmay@netcom.com Of course, I've tried this to no avail, but maybe you have a better reputation among them than I do. I regret I have kind of shot mine in their eyes after the fanatic persistence in exposing the pseudospoofing. One refused to even talk to me on the phone to allay my fears about pseudospoofing. You might also ask the journalists who have covered the cypherpunks if they know anything about the promotion of deception, or would be interested in helping uncover a hoax or a conspiracy. (I have a few in that area, but they are `silent and deadly' and it will take awhile.) Another interesting technique is that of exposing the tentacles and snakes on other lists. Challenge them in their claims of real identity. For example, N.Szabo claimed in RISKS that he knew about others trying to help me learn of their true identities. When I challenged him on Who, he got upset and stormed off the Internet. He posted a message here stating that I was `stalking' people with `true names'. Hee, hee! This is typical behavior of a tentacle. Unfortunately, I haven't yet been able to track the Medusa behind this tentacle, but these things take time. The Szabo tentacle really pisses me off because he got into a prestigious journal that should be free of this kind of treacherous poison. But I have to give you some incentive, don't I? Well, what about fame and glory? Can't you just imagine that great NYT and Wired headline, INGENIOUS HACKERS EXPOSE FRAUDULENT CYPHERPUNKS, with your picture in glossy color? talking all about the amazing history of the investigation, all the amazing contortions by top cypherpunks, etc.? The situation is that even the Leaders need an incentive to Come Clean. Well, I am prepared to offer a very valuable prize for this. I am personally aware of one of the most masterful and dramatic stories of intrigue and pseudospoofing that exists in the Real World. It involves a radio team and Nazi Germany in WWII. I guarantee you, this is PRIME material that head cypherpunks can drool over. Your `True Name' SF by whats-his-name will not even come close to this kind of sheer spectacular nailbiting epic saga. So, Mr. May, Mr. Hughes, Mr. Gilmore, I promise to personally type in by hand this very long story from a very obscure niche, serialized over many or maybe a week, but that will have you salivating at the masterful deceptions. I am talking about the #1 Master Pseudospoofed Hoax that beats War of the Worlds and the Cypherpunks List as a sheer masterpiece of sensitive and strategic deception. I mean, supposedly the timing of D Day was affected by this espionage. Wow, you can't wait to read this. But you have to help me out! I can't do anything without some kind of Positive Signal on your part. Please, don't deprive yourselves and your followers from seizing this fantastic opportunity! Time is running out! Act now! This is a Limited Time Offer! This is my Honey Offer. I've tried the Honey before with top cypherpunks in email, but it just doesn't work. I mean, there's only so much you can do with psychopunk flies. I have plenty of Vinegar left. Lord knows, there are still plenty of Snakes.