In the Land of the Dangerously Boring

Having taken a vow of anonymity I cannot receive anything from anybody; not even help. You can transmit your help to me ...transcendentally and without knowing the route. Use IP Multicast :-)

I seem to suffer from a peculiar form of mental illness. The shrinks give me anti-depressant medicines that don't work but won't have me locked me up because I don't harm myself or anybody else physically. Maybe I should start harming people mentally; then somebody might complain and the shrinks will have me locked up. So, here we go. I've just started.

I can't use mental cruelty of any sort; blogs are useless as a medium of intimidating or humiliating readers. Instead, I will use boredom. I know it works. When somebody or something bores me, I feel like destroying her/him/it. You, of course, can't do that because you don't know where to find me. So, you will complain to Blogger and the complaint will eventually go to the shrinks who will probably decide that I am dangerously boring and ought to be put away.

Exiled in the Land of the Dangerously Boring, I will publish boring nonsense -like this- on a private network, inaccessible from the Internet. The network will have many stations. I will publish from one and read from another. Alone.