I am still reeling a bit from the news. I keep thinking, “How long did they know?” “Did they know when I was giving my presentation?” “Did they know when he sent me that email?” “Did they know in the days that followed?” And then it twists and my pondering gets ugly. Angry. “Did they listen down the hall?” “Did they know before me?” “Do they feel bad?” I mean it’s ridiculous. The decision was made based on certain immutable facts. I have no business feeling resentment toward people that were not involved, or who at least had no say in the matter. But then the wicked side of me chirps, “Are you sure? Are you sure they didn’t throw your name out to…