Dear Cyndy, Thank you for your letter. It's good that you are back in Hilliard safe and sound. This morning I saw three patients, one of whom was the first new patient this year, an elderly man with a chronic mental disorder, probably low-grade burned-out schizophrenia, who was grateful finally to have found an eye doctor who would listen to him. I thought the encounters was meaningful. It made me feel useful and needed, made me want to continue to practice medicine. Unavoidably, I've given much thought to the impending hearing. I understand only too well that the courts function by finding and punishing scapegoats, in this case either myself or the Inspector. The courts are resistant to identifying institutional imperfections, understandably, because they are themselves so vulnerable to criticism. Foolishly or otherwise, I don't want to place blame on the inspector. He is demonstrating the island mentality. I will argue that the fabrication of evidence seems natural to him, since it's the recognized method of adjudication on the Island. I've filed with the Appeals Court a very dramatic DVD video of the Board of Selectmen's meeting at which they voted 3 to 2, not to inspect their own records to controvert the fabrication of a telephone call which was never - which could never have been made. It gets scary to realize that the police department will also get into the act of fabricating evidence if it serves the purposes of the Town. Should I tell Judge Macdonald stories that he really doesn't want to hear? I've forgotten the considerations that led me to explore the economics and procedures of self-publishing. I'm as reluctant as ever to try to "promote" my writing (and myself); but I can't deny that for years I cultivated relationships to optometrists who referred patients to me by taking them to lunch.... It worked. I succeeded in building and maintaining an ophthalmology practice. Today, successful publication of some of what I have written strikes me as an interesting political challenge, worth trying if only for the excitement. As a result of contemporary technology which makes it possible to duplicate "e-books" and the like at minimal cost, and makes it feasible to manufacture printed books "on demand", only when they have been ordered, the costs of publishing are almost entirely those of my energy. I ask myself, how should I apportion my time between additional writing, and soliciting attention for what I've already written. A dilemma that I find stimulating. I've begun by making some of the chapters of Die Andere more presentable by converting them into html format, and by replacing the double vowels ae, oe, and ue with their dotted equivalents, ä, ö, ü, and the hard s, written as sz, with the symbol "ß". In addition I should, prior to attempting distribution, carefully proofread the 1700 existing pages. Is it worth the time? Tomorrow I'll probably spend much of the day putting things in order, on my desk, in the filing cabinets, and not least in my mind. When I get home one Thursday, I'll report to you about the meeting. I consider it likely that I will have to wait a matter of days, if not longer, for Judge Macdonald to issue a ruling. Meanwhile, I'll keep on working at one project or another. For now, good night. Jochen