Ernest, Ernest! Speak not such calumny, lest thou be cast, body and soul, into the uttermost depths of the circles of the damned, there to rot and wither for eternity, like some latter-day Tantalus! Shall we close this thread, this lifeline of humanity, this beacon of delight, which was born amongst the horrors of the torture and humiliation at the paws of hoopy felines on the ignominious Day of CLXXXVI, and which has sustained, healed and nourished us through the terrible nightmares of the era of est quod est and the desolation of the fearsome omnibus of reality? Shall we now, as the heretofore black sky of night weakens its shade grudgingly before the onset of the radiant dawn, sever this umbilical cord, this unerring guide, which has lead us just as surely as brave Theseus was lead through the abominable labyrinth, through dark corners and shadowy turns to the glorious light above? A day may come when the age of demons comes crashing down, but it is not this day! A day when we cease all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day! A day when the red and blue spirit yields to the infernal magpie, but it is not this day! This day WE POST! By all that you hold dear, I bid you post, Demons of the No T$ No B$ Thread!!