You folks have no idea how much I've been gnawing on my fingers of late...
Not just because of the pork drippings, but it's like they say about biting one's tongue when one wishes to avoid saying stuff, and since I'm typing...
Ah, I suppose that didn't need explaining.
Back in November, after a fateful day that shall truly live in infamy, at another site most of you know, I had a post removed for me saying "well, I guess I'm moving to Canada"...
Probably one of the shortest posts I've ever made.
I received a reprimand email saying something like no "political commentary"...
Megh...
I was going to Montreal for two days, so it wasn't just a joke, it was relevant.
After that I received two other warnings about political commentary when I had made none, yet the posts were removed...
I tried my best to think what the hell I said that could have been taken to mean whatever the hell it was taken to mean...
Once again- Megh...
So many times, in so many places, I now have to gnaw my fingers...
It's very hard to have lots of words for lots of things and then have to keep that to yourself.
I want to write something... Actually I did, but I edited it all out... It had to do with organ grinders (operators of barrel organs) and their dancing monkeys...
It made sense, if you could see the symbolism...
Suffice to say, this has been the most depressing seven or eight months in recent memory.
I'm just gonna go back to finger gnawing now...
Have a great weekend folks.
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