The more you get your knickers knotted, the louder and longer you decry my postings over more than two years, the more obvious it becomes there’s something very solid behind the who-are-the-parents question that scares you...terrifies you. Your persistent over-reaction and obsessional need to follow every word I write with an emotional outburst, must only make the reader more curious.
So thank you. It’s the best kind of advertising there is. Almost as good as censorship.
And that's a fact, jack.