Full-on, to the death. My death. Why?

It’s a full-on, to the death, war that elements in Portsmouth unleashed on me, all these years ago, when I was still in my forties.


The aim of this is and has always been my death. No more. No less. Nothing else.

But why??? Why?

Where does this immense hate stem from?

(Added later: Is it really just a stupid game in which I am not a real human being? See my later post about Twitch. I’ve in the past sometimes felt like I was in someone’s James Bond scenario.)

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