Dear Sir,
I wish for you to beware of whatever you touch or do regarding anything I do. Your initial approach to me was to flatter me to no end. I have had my eye on it for a long while, and despite the fact you have this marvelous Stanford University degree, you still hold no position of strength.
Actually, you were stopped in your tracks by me. The Family had no idea you were sending this post out to me and had even advised you to let me be. You and you alone decided to put your hand in my cookie jar, when the fact is you can get nowhere near my head. Therefore, you have no clue how to get things completed!
The wonderful thing about my head is that it constantly changes; no one has any idea, including myself, which way I am going until the last minute.
My conversation with the Family last night really opened my eyes! They did not really appoint you to sit by my side and assist me. No Sir! You told them you thought you could fill in the holes left in the conversations.



