So thinks are a little dark here in internetBloggerville.
I woke up to an e-mail from an unnamed [Jestaplero] blogger that a friend of his who runs a blog had been comment-bombed by a "James" who writes remarkably like . . . me. That blog has been linked here and on Jest.'s site. So I shot off an e-mail that I wasn't the culprit, but it ate at me. When I got to my non-duty-station work premises this a.m., I logged on to find another e-mail [another unnamed (chick) contributor] who found a "spooky" undercurrent in comments on this and other related blogs, some responding directly to his/her (her) contributions.
If someone's bugged, or even only weirdly amused, by the lengthy comment exchanges on some of these topics, please feel free to weigh in directly instead of passing notes in the hall. There are only a few of us reading any of this, and we're all grown-ups here.
Except Bellotoot, but he's an idiot. A world-class idiot, mind you; the best in the game. But he's too busy with Ee-Vahn-Yay to comment here. . . .
And for those publishing houses trolling this site to offer us millions to take it wide, this is a carefully-orchestrated descent. We need the money.