Welcome to my blog, and I hope you enjoy reading it more than I enjoyed sending you that check day before yesterday. It again amounted to the price of a very nice Colt 1911 which, as you may know, is a robust yet concealable heavy-caliber weapon capable of accepting high capacity magazines.
(It usually doesn't, because most fellows like me tend to tuck it in our pants and a special big magazine is uncomfortable. Too, a magazine in my pants that sticks out a long ways may, depending on exact positioning, confuse certain onlookers about my social intentions.)
But anyway, as I say, welcome to my site, and I really don't care if you read it because when I publish something to one and all, I think I agree with you that I indeed do give up what you fellas and gals are calling an "expectation of privacy."
Now, about my email:
Piss off.
If the first place, it's none of your damned business what I write to the pretty lady in Ohio.
In the second, you are wasting money. Even if i did forget to report the profit (about $8.50 if I recall correctly) from that garage sale I held back in 1997, I doubt I would detail it in an electronic letter to my spiritual advisor or my vet.
One of your lawyer guys defends your sneaking, unconstitutional practices with,
"...if a service provider fought the (subpoena only, no warrant) search request, it would likely result in "protracted litigation," meaning that any leads from the emails would be "stale" if the IRS ever obtained them."
So, you mean that all you have to do is claim administrative inconvenience as an excuse to pry open every confidence of my life and I'm supposed to light up with an awed understanding. Like Zing go the strings of my heart?
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