text: At first it seemed like a huge 'magical' coincidence when, in a small town of twenty thousand people, Julie began a conversation with another woman at a juice bar who with no provocation, said that she had been hacked and harassed by the same small town Weinsteinian millionaire and town boss who Julie found out had sent messages FROM her own email account, posing as her earlier that year (to her then employer, causing her to lose her job)... but less than a week later, Julie met another woman in a bakery who had been harassed by the same man, and THEN she met another woman with the same experience, finally deducing from the odds that hundreds in that town must have had the same experience. Sandy, the woman at the bakery, said that the odds of two people in LA having a conversation about how they had both been mugged is neither magical nor coincidence. The woman at the grocery store, had received an email two years prior from a good friend that brought her to tears, and from that message she made a serious life choice in a matter that she said she "could not discuss because it was both sensitive and traumatic" (She said that it was traumatic so she had to talk about it, but sensitive so she couldn't, whatever that meant). After making her "undiscussable life choice", whatever it was, she said that the entire universe seemed colorless and unreal for two years, until a strange day two years after the fact, when her lawyer confessed that the message had been sent by The Rainmaker (he meant by the Rainmaker's hackers). The Rainmaker was a small town millionaire, a businessman who owned all of the lawyers in that town and thereby owned the courts (although he also claimed to have the police in his pocket it was much more likely that he only manipulated their perceptions by playing probabilities). So let's talk about probabilities. Suppose someone sent a message from your account causing the person on the other end to react in a way that made no sense to you at the time. You would not know what happened since the person who received the message would likely cut you off. The reality on the other end would be entirely different. They know that the message is from you, even if it's not, and the forged message from the intruder would change the meaning of anything you can say in the future (Because of eavesdropping, it would not be safe for you to try to clear up the matter with the person electronically, but if you ask the person to "meet you in a dark parking garage to speak about something", your request would take on a different meaning because of the previous forged message that was likely threatening). So you would never ever find out what happened and there is no way you could find out what happened. The odds would be one in a thousand that someone on the inside would tell you the specifics of what happened, so the odds of knowing are way less than the odds that it happened. The odds of two people who know then meeting each other would be astronomical, and then for them to bring the conversation to the point that they both realize they are talking about the same thing would be unlikely......UNLESS it happened all the time. Sandy was right, the odds of two people in Los Angeles realizing that they had both been mugged is neither magical nor coincidence. It is a reflection of what goes on all the time. And so it was in this town. So it was that the evil presence was hidden not by secrecy but by the sheer ugliness of it's presence, and by the need of the vulnerable people who lived there to push it from their minds, and to proceed with the choices that had been made for them, AS IF they had chosen those roads themselves.