[sigh] forced to re-open it under duress

Readers will recall that I have said, over the past few days, things along the lines of: The matter is now closed. The blogosphere has written today and the message I'm getting is, "Don't do it. Enough." Nobody wants this war. These are sympathetic people writing and that's what they say. This has effectively meant that you couldn't access these posts listed below from my front page unless you made two clicks from another site. That, to all intents and purposes, meant that I had withdrawn from this battle, for reasons stated. However, this man I call my stalker, for reasons you are witnessing at this moment, has decided not to cease the harrassment [see the comments thread here] and so my legal advice is that I should bring the posts back to the front page. I'm sure my readers and those of the blogosphere in general will welcome this with open arms. Not. Here is my deal, Crushed. When you agree to stop harrassing me, I shall withdraw all posts and references in their entirety. You agree to that? UPDATE: All right, I have a break between commitments today and am going to put this up on the current post. Damien has seen fit to selectively choose emails to post on his site which were actually initially friendly, as you can see and I’m glad he posted them. The point I made and let me quote myself was: I want to somehow find some way back with us, even after it all. Bad relations is only destructive. Let’s face it, the most that anyone can hope for from this thing is that people will see what he is like. That cuts both ways and that is fine by me. This I have said a few times today. Now I’m not going to manage to get him excluded from BP and nor is anyone going to come in on this. The target audience for these posts was not the subject of them nor his close supporters, to whom nothing whatever which I say is going to be accepted. If you’re interested in this matter, you need to look at the chronology. Regular readers know that when I departed Russia, I was under great duress, especially financially and still I am under the hammer now. At the point the initial email was sent, I was three days away from coming back to Britain and I wanted to know if there was any possibility of some sort of middle ground we could find, as the alternative would be so destructive. He had already threatened me and tried to bully me in Sicily and my blog was shut down for a few days. Nice man, eh? Despite that, I tried to hold out an olive branch on August 20th and find a mature solution to the problem. Bit by bit he showed that he was not interested in that in any shape or form. I came back to Britain, Ubermouth and I talked and then she sent some material which comprised his words and removed any doubt that what she said was correct. In this whole matter, I can state categorically that she has never lied to me and has not lied in what she said around the blogosphere, however much the forces against her might like to assume that. I have looked at all he said and all she said and the only conclusion a fair and rational person could come to is that it was never as he said. In putting up the series of posts on Saturday, it was time to end his constant harassment of me over the past few months. I use the word stalker and this is what I mean – he watches my blog like a hawk, he seems to know what my emails say [though I don’t insist on this, as I told him] and he just won’t go away. I wish he'd get a life. The last straw in his attempt to provoke me was a very childish post which was pointed to in the Damien posts. That required an answer. I answered it on Saturday. He was at liberty to post his reply and he has done so – over and ove, ad nauseam. As far as I’m concerned, fair enough. I’m not concerned with defending my reputation – it will stand or fall by the long term knowledge people have of me. My blog is some testament to it. Now I put to him a deal this morning. You can see the deal above. The blogosphere is not interested in this matter and have asked that the destruction stop. So let’s stop it. All right?