Sometimes I Think I Should Close This Window on the World, Because the View Is Terrible

According to the Internet, three "long" paragraphs is now considered tl;dr. Oh, language, how I will miss you when we are reduced to monosyllabic grunting and chatspeak. In the meantime, I proudly accept the title of verbose windbag.

Yesterday, someone on rammstein_pimp reported that the Rockclan forums had been closed and wondered if Pilgrim was responsible for its closure, and some Rammfen braced for a huge fannish backlash because of the forum's popularity, but thusfar, no one has reacted to the closure. Not a peep. Not even a "meh" or a "That's too bad." So, either the closure was temporarily and the site has reopened(I have never visited it, nor do I intend to), or no one has noticed the closure of a popular site, or no one cares, or Rammfen is showing restraint and waiting for the facts to emerge, or the conspiracy theorists are correct in their assumption that Pilgrim possesses a squad of black-ops goons that ruthlessly quashes dissenters and agitators by issuing gag orders and hacking servers and lurking in fans' privet hedges to ensure they don't have any authorized material or aren't maligning them on the Internet. I'm going to go with Option A for the time being, as after extensive Googling, I have found no mention of the site's closure anywhere.

I suppose the absolute silence could be a point in the conspiracy theorists' favor, but I'm not ready to crunch that granola just yet.

I hope Rammstein announces the U.S. dates soon so I can calculate just how much pasta and how many Hot Pockets I'll be choking down. Assuming, of course, that I haven't starved to death because the government can't resolve the budgetary crisis.

Dear Mr. President,

Put your dick back in your pants and work for the good of your country, not your party and your evaporating chances for re-election.

Dear Sen. Boehner,

Put your dick back in your pants and work for the good of your country, not the top one percent of wage-earners in your party.

American politics have descended past the level of kindergarten contretemps, and it's embarrassing.

Sometimes I Think I Should Close This Window on the World, Because the View Is Terrible

According to the Internet, three "long" paragraphs is now considered tl;dr. Oh, language, how I will miss you when we are reduced to monosyllabic grunting and chatspeak. In the meantime, I proudly accept the title of verbose windbag.

Yesterday, someone on rammstein_pimp reported that the Rockclan forums had been closed and wondered if Pilgrim was responsible for its closure, and some Rammfen braced for a huge fannish backlash because of the forum's popularity, but thusfar, no one has reacted to the closure. Not a peep. Not even a "meh" or a "That's too bad." So, either the closure was temporarily and the site has reopened(I have never visited it, nor do I intend to), or no one has noticed the closure of a popular site, or no one cares, or Rammfen is showing restraint and waiting for the facts to emerge, or the conspiracy theorists are correct in their assumption that Pilgrim possesses a squad of black-ops goons that ruthlessly quashes dissenters and agitators by issuing gag orders and hacking servers and lurking in fans' privet hedges to ensure they don't have any authorized material or aren't maligning them on the Internet. I'm going to go with Option A for the time being, as after extensive Googling, I have found no mention of the site's closure anywhere.

I suppose the absolute silence could be a point in the conspiracy theorists' favor, but I'm not ready to crunch that granola just yet.

I hope Rammstein announces the U.S. dates soon so I can calculate just how much pasta and how many Hot Pockets I'll be choking down. Assuming, of course, that I haven't starved to death because the government can't resolve the budgetary crisis.

Dear Mr. President,

Put your dick back in your pants and work for the good of your country, not your party and your evaporating chances for re-election.

Dear Sen. Boehner,

Put your dick back in your pants and work for the good of your country, not the top one percent of wage-earners in your party.

American politics have descended past the level of kindergarten contretemps, and it's embarrassing.