Reports of my death are much exaggerated, but readily understandable. The Author has Died, but the Author Function lives on. Long live the Author Function! Having been spirited off the streets, transported to a Dungeon, and beaten to the verge of death, falsely accused of Terrorism because I made scary jokes at the expense of the powers that be, I was surprised to hear that "America does not torture," and even more surprised to find myself turning up alive in a garbage bag dumped in a trash bin out behind Wealth Bond*ge: Where Nature Meets Culture in a Community of Conscience. You cannot blame me under the circumstances for keeping my true identity under wraps on a strictly need to know basis. Plus what they did to my face would be more than you could bear to see. I want to thank Phil Cubeta, who actually is a real person living in Dallas, for allowing me to squat at Gifthub, his abandoned blog, and to blog under his name in masquerade. He is a good man. Just as well he does not read these posts. He would probably tell me to stop. In fairness, if you do have a problem with any of the posts, don't blame Phil. He is not the responsible party. If anyone wants to come after me, fine. What can you do you have not already done? Death at this point would be merciful. Too bad I am immortal. For every Author Function you hunt down, torture and kill, one thousand will take his place or hers. Freedom is not just your Brand of Domination, Candidia. America is our country too.
By the way, in case you haven't noticed, the posts here are often symbolic. The meaning does not appear on the surface. For help on interepretation I suggest you consult Dr. Amrit Chadwallah who has devoted his entire career to interpreting my ouvre. His interpretations are Authorized. No other interpretation can make that claim.