Again I am grateful, Allan, which brings me in a rather dependent, humbling if not backward position. It’s okay, but hardly so. You actually wrote a very funny article, blog, text, column — help me out, what is it people write on Medium?- that did not only not mention but also not refers to, hints on or soliloquies about the Tangerine Elephant in the room. (I am not sure about the correctness of the word ‘soliloquies’ in this context, but it is one of my favorite English words, like ‘flabbergasted’, ‘verisimilitude’ and ‘ubiquity’, and I always look out for the opportunity to use them and soliloquize about them.)
I should be grateful. New subject, new horizons. The problem is you again succeeded in hooking me on a subject and making me feel obliged to share my feelings with you. Now THAT is stalking. I have become addicted to Medium, especially the satire part of it, and you are one of the dealers of the drug. Whatever subject you lay your hands on, I have to read the blogtextarticlecolumn and let you know I lovefefe you as a writer. Have pity with me, poor addicted soul, and write something very dull about the most unsexy subject you can think of. I must admit, Prez Troll is an example of a dull and unsexy subject and I am sure he will vaporize the moment we stop writing about him, but please think about anything duller and unsexier.
(By the way, sorry for the failed date. She is 7 ft of gorgeousness.)