Honestly I worry about the beam in my own eye rather than the speck in my brother's.
And yeah, as you said, you're going to "guess." You're going to judge. And that's why you make me sick.
I've spent the last few minutes reading more news about the Ashley Madison thing and researching my own situation. So I found an Ashley-Madison look up site and plugged in my e-mail and lo and behold there I was. No information was there except for an account name and a description of myself saying "hi." However, I was shocked to see that they published that I DID make a payment, and the payment were for a date later than I thought. Confused and wondering what the heck I was up to, I learned my password and logged in. In the 'what I was looking for' and the 'about me' section, rather than having any expected self description, list of desires and ideal partners, I had entered some disgustingly awful misogynistic statements. Perhaps I was there to heckle the community? The gross nature of the statements is not in keeping with how I am, however. Confusing. Still wondering why the heck I gave them my debit card, I learned that you apparently have to buy credits in order to do anything on the site such as correspond with people. Maybe you have to use credits to search profiles, I don't know. My account showed no history of me ever sending a message to anyone or receiving a message from anyone. It showed that nobody had reviewed my profile (apparently people can check off categories about their experience with you, apparently to help users verify if other users are fake accounts, serious about what they are saying, etc.) I had no trace of anyone ever commenting on my account. I am guessing I bought credits to be able to search someone's profile. So that's what my account would tell you - I had some statements on it from me indicating that I was not at all interested in finding a woman and apparently had bought some credits most likely in order to search for someone.
Now compare that to my life circumstances at the time. I had come back from Iraq with PTSD. My marriage tanked and my wife separated from me and cheated on me and we divorced. I ended up not being able to function in the military and left the service with PTSD but was not given an adequate medical severance from the military and ended up losing my house, my car, my credit, and all that I held dear in life, including my children, who my wife took from me and gave to her new husband, an obsessive-compulsive psychopath who treats my kids like dirt. I had to move in with my parents close to age 40 (mid life crisis time) unable to work, unable to think straight, with nothing in the world but massive emotional instability. Many sleepless nights during those days.
Quite likely in a fit of PTSD rage I made an Ashley-Madison account in order to try to confirm what my deranged mind was suspecting my whore ex-wife had been up to. In the following years by the grace of God I reclaimed the majority of my devastated soul, took a vow of celibacy (no more women for me!) and rebuilt my life around serving Christ and ministering the Gospel.
Now, if you were an acquaintance of mine with my e-mail who knew me only as Madmonk11 the pious and pure consecrated religious servant of Christ, and you plugged it into an Ashley-Madison search engine to find that I not only had an account but was a paying customer, with no other information except my profile description that said "hi", what would you GUESS about me, you moralistic, hypocritical, pharisaical, heathen?
Frankly reading your "guess" about this professor makes me sick to my stomach. May God reward you for your works you enemy of Christ.