Speaking of Privacy

I wonder why it is that everyone is so worried about "fixing" me in ways that never would have occurred to me to do even to my worst enemies. They almost give the impression that I am something less than human, something akin to a canine critter and not really on the level of human being. As if Richard were himself entitled to something that does not belong to him. I am sick and tired of hearing about that decandently obnoxious and whiny Richard and his family, as if I "owe" that creepy thief anything. I am not feeling myself inclined to submit to his wicked schemes. Richard will have no control in this story. We will tell him where to get off. I do not feel like rifling through infinitely more books, as for example Richard Green's "The Mirror of Modesty," a medieval retelling of the apocryphal book about Susanna, for no particular reason, as if that were the only thing to say about virtuous womanhood and trashy wicked Richard the sole source of all truth. There is the quote about not catching much with only a bare hook, which is the most applicable thing to say on this point. And there is also part where the two lechers talk about cracking her credit so that she will have to rely on them for mercy in the future, thus undermining her husband's credit and community standing, if she agrees to submit to their evil scheme. The two lechers have snuck into her husband's garden where she is preparing to bathe, having sent the servants away for soap, and encounter her in a state of some disrobement. The conversation is prolonged long enough for the servants to return and witness this strange encounter between the wife and the two lechers who are really only employees of her husband's business. They have been watching her secretly and are bedazzled by her beauty. But if she submits to them, they will have the upper hand in her husband's business. So what can one woman do when two or more men are conspiring against her and it is only her word against theirs? There is no solution for her dilemma until Daniel decides to question them separately. Under which tree in the garden was she standing, Daniel asks them? Each man names a different tree, thus revealing, according to the story, that their alibis do not exactly match. The two lechers received the death sentence they had desired for Susanna, which seems a fit and just end of story. After all, they were bearing false witness against her so it was all just a big lie.