My dear, Today, as I sat upon the windowsill I dreamt of revenge… One can’t help but do so. I dreamt of taking revenge upon the narrow-minded and prejudice, the naysayers and mean-spirited, the tyrannical and corrupted, and upon the society that churns outs cogs and extinguishes dreams… I dreamt of taking revenge for all those that couldn’t. Come on, share my dream of revenge with me. Falsely yours, Paul...