These are, after all, the same people who went after Meg Whitman's kids and bragged about it, who ran the "one-night stand" hit piece on Christine O'Donnell and bragged about it, and who created and spread the rumor of your supposed boob-job and bragged about it.

And they bragged when they stole a partial copy of your book, and they dared you and taunted you to do something about it, and you did.

But please don't stop there. Your TRO is the equivalent of a routine metal detector screening. You found the box-cutter, and confiscated it. Good so far, but not enough.

You need to have your lawyers give the people at Gawker a full nude-body scan and junk fondling.

Uncover the networks, Sarah. For all of our benefit and amusement.

It's called discovery. In a litigation your lawyers are entitled to e-mails, and all Gawker's internal documents regarding not only this theft, but you. Because you will want to prove that their intent was to harm you and damage you, so everything they ever have written off-the-record, everyone with whom they ever have communicated about you, every strategy they have employed to take you down, now is fair game.

And your lawyers also get to take depositions under oath of the people at Gawker, and to subpoena for testimony others who may have relevant evidence as to the issue in the case. The Palingate people would be a good start.

Gawker has given you an opening large enough to drive a truck through. Please go there, if not for yourself, then for all the conservative women who have been targeted by Gawker and the other Gawkers out there.