Once upon a time, there was a vibrant, interesting, funny, inteligent forum, it existed not in the minds of raving lunatics, but was real.
90% of the devotees, were by their very nature, Mental, but this made the place vibrant and hilarious. In other words, the patients, running the asylum, One flew over the cuckoos nest, some say, it settled on the roof, and began to breed.
Then, when the forum was producing unique insights into all manner of writing, philosophy, news, life, it suddenly stopped.
I want you to imagine landing on Mars, after being sold a ticket for Disney World, the experience is painful, and not to be repeated.
Who is responsible for putting the loonies back in their cells and giving them Vallium? Nurse Ratchet? The forum is now quiet, a bit like watching paint dry, boring. Or, listening to David Cameron, Tedious, repetitive and fuckin annoying.
Someone, somewhere, needs to call in the authorities and have the patients and administration looked at. The drugs need to be withdrawn, the patients let out of their cells, and the admin kicked in the bolox with a warning apropos, medication and dumbing down.
I released myself from the forum, some time ago, but was persuaded to return with the offer of electric shock treatment. The only shock I have received, is the total lack of soul, heart and love. That once existed in this unique place.
If the world is a stage, and we are its players, the forum has been opening to empty houses for some time.