A friend has just emailed me a copy of Mr. Barnes' outrageous invasions into my privacy from last week, which just saw for the first time, and now condemn as a grotesque fishing expedition among my personal associates with enough influence to censor me. I didn't take his earlier threats about `going to your personal associates' seriously -- I had no idea anyone could be so perverted. Mr. Barnes, your slimy tactics are absolutely obscene, and I further doubt that you are acting alone. Prominent `leading' cypherpunks are using you as their `front man' to attack and censor me rather than publicly confront my charges and confess to their own depravities of widespread, rampant, conspirational pseudospoofing, yourself included. The sheer onslaught of unremitting evil I have been subject to in the past few weeks make my RISKS articles look like feeble whimperings. The problem is not that these recent freakshows are little anomalies in the Cypherpunk `movement'. We are seeing for the first time the true, unconcealed, rotten core of it. The hideous monster that has until now hidden in blackness is rearing and screeching at the top of its lungs upon being discovered. Pseudospoofing, criminal machinations of identity, lying through the media, and subversion of the Internet and Cyberspace have been the #1 goals of the Cypherpunks from the beginning, and their heinous, vicious atrocities have already irreparably damaged and poisoned very many quarters of the Internet. The Aliens have Landed.